Barbara raised her head to look at Meg. At this moment, she felt like dying.
Not only was her body touched by a man, but her precious knees were also kneeling in front of this man!
What was even more terrifying was! She actually pressed her face against this man's body, sliding from his chest all the way to his thighs.
Although she was a little surprised by the tight curves of this man's body under his clothes, the heat from his body almost made her suffocate.
How could something like this happen to her, Princess Barbara of the Moon Nation!
How could a man touch her body!
A man should be kneeling in front of her!
But now …
Barbara realized that she couldn't even move. Her limp body couldn't muster any strength, and her knees seemed to be nailed to the ground. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move.
She couldn't even move from such a humiliating position.
"This man, did he put that kind of drug in the water? The kind that makes women unable to move after drinking it, and can only be manipulated by men? But Ai Mi is still next to me! This pervert! Men are all pigs indeed! "Babla's eyes widened, and she began to panic as she looked at Mag.
"Big Sister Barbara, are you thanking Father?" Amy asked curiously.
Meg looked at Barbara, who had knelt in front of him, and was stunned. He didn't expect this girl to be so grateful despite her proud appearance. It was just that he wasn't used to such a way of thanking him.
"You don't have to be so polite. No matter what, you're still an employee of my restaurant." Mag shook his head with a smile as he pulled Babla over to a nearby chair. He then handed a glass of water to Babla, and said, "You have severe hypoglycemia and anemia, so you can't starve yourself. Otherwise, you'll faint very easily, and you could even be in danger. I've added some sugar to this water, so drink some."
"Hypoglycemia? Anemia? " Barbara was stunned by Meg's words. Could it be that Meg knew what illness she had? And he wasn't taking advantage of her just now, but was just helping her?
"Low blood sugar, so you need to drink more sugar, right?" Amy turned to Mag with a curious expression as she asked, "If she's anemic, then wouldn't Big Sister Babla drink blood?"
"Even if I die, I won't drink your blood!" Before Meg could say anything, Barbara had already said with a face as if she was unafraid of death.
"Even if you want to drink it, I can't afford it." Meg pursed his lips. He wasn't going to raise a vampire. He put the cup next to Barbara's mouth and slowly raised it.
Barbara wanted to refuse, but as the cup approached her, she smelled a faint fragrance. With only a sniff, she felt much more refreshed, just like the faint fragrance in the Yangzhou fried rice. After hesitating for a while, she opened her mouth and drank it.
The water was cool and refreshing, and just as Meg said, a lot of sugar had been added. It tasted sweet, but not greasy at all.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of the Spring of Life, Barbara felt a magical power rising from her body. Her sore and weak limbs gradually regained their feeling, and her empty body seemed to be filled up all of a sudden. She suddenly had strength.
"It seems that you're fine now. Do you want me to feed you?" Meg looked at Barbara's gradually improving complexion, and a smile appeared on his face.
"I don't want anyone to feed me!" Barbara snatched the cup. Looking at Meg, who had a gentle smile on his face, and Amy, who had a concerned expression on her face, she lowered her eyes and said to the cup, "This kind of thing is very common for me. It's no problem at all."
Mag looked at Babla, who was sipping her water with her head lowered. This proud princess seemed to be more resilient than he had imagined. Even though she was of noble birth, it seemed that she was carrying a lot on her shoulders.
"With your illness, you can't starve, but I prepared dinner for you in an incubator before I went out today, and I also pasted a note on the kitchen door. You …" Meg pointed at the door. He looked in the direction of his finger, and then looked at Barbara. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "You might not be able to see it."
He thought the height was normal, but for Barbara, it was much higher than the top of her head. If she didn't look carefully, she might not be able to see it accurately.
"Hmph." Barbara continued drinking. She hated it when people called her short. If it weren't for the fact that Meg had just saved her, she would definitely make them pay the price.
"Then I'll go make you something to eat. The beef kebabs need to be marinated, so I'll make steak." Meg walked toward the kitchen a little awkwardly. If news of him almost starving his employees to death got out, he would definitely be labeled as a capitalist who abused his employees.
"Steak?" A hint of confusion appeared on Babla's face. This dish didn't seem to be on Mamy Restaurant's menu.
Amy pulled out a chair and sat down across from Barbara, and said with a serious expression, "Father's steak is super delicious. Everyone who has tried it says it's good."
"Is it better than beef kebabs?" Barbara was a little skeptical.
"It's as good as beef kebabs," Amy said matter-of-factly.
"Really?" Barbara's eyes lit up. She was a little expectant. Beef kebabs were the best beef she had ever eaten.
"Of course it's true." Amy nodded with certainty.
Meg walked into the kitchen. The steak-cooking utensils were already placed on the stove. The striped grill could roast eight steaks at the same time, which was enough for daily operations.
There was an extra box of black pepper in the 32-square spice box on the stove. He opened the fridge and saw that the steaks had been sliced into thin, thick, and of exactly the same size. Even the texture was almost identical. They were already neatly arranged on plates. It was very convenient to use them at any time.
Next to the cupboard, there was a standing oak wine barrel. There was a retro faucet switch below it.
Meg leaned forward and took a sniff. The faint aroma of red wine and oak hit him in the face. His eyes lit up, and he praised, "Good wine."
Meg reached out and took a transparent glass from the side. He pressed the switch, and the bright red wine fell into the quilt. It was clear and translucent, as red as blood. A mellow aroma of wine instantly filled the entire kitchen.
Meg gently swirled the wine in the glass. The red wine rippled in the glass, and then he took a sip.
It had a delicate and open texture, yet it was reserved and gentle like a maiden's. The alluring aroma was filled with spices, honey, vanilla, and a light mineral fragrance, which made Mag's brows relax.
"System, where did you steal this wine from?"
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