Meg raised an eyebrow as he cleared away the dishes. He looked up at Irina with a calm expression. Amy's question was very in-depth and professional. Setting aside everything else, she was only asking if she wanted to marry him because of this piece of cake.
A chef who could evoke the urge to marry someone through a single dish was definitely a successful chef.
Of course, such a woman could already form a long line outside Amy's.
However, Irina was different, and even Meg couldn't help but be curious about her.
However, as soon as Meg looked up, he was greeted by the sight of Irina's smiling eyes. She licked off a bit of ice cream from the corner of her lips, and there was a hint of seduction in her clear blue eyes as she looked at Meg. "I heard that your mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. Even if I want to marry him, I don't know if he'd dare to do so."
This woman is a little scary, and … she's also a little narcissistic! Time to go … Meg felt like he was prey that had been targeted by a cheetah, and he suddenly lowered his eyes in fear.
"Is Amy's mother really the most beautiful woman in the world?" Amy's eyes immediately lit up.
"Yes, she's tied with me for number one. She's the only woman who can match me." Irina nodded.
"Wow, Big Sister Irina is the most beautiful fairy I've ever seen. If Big Sister Irina is as beautiful as Big Sister Irina, then my mother must be super beautiful." Little stars lit up in Amy's eyes, and the hazy figure in her dream gradually became clearer as it transformed into Irina's appearance.
In all of her imaginations, this was the most intimate and beautiful appearance she had ever seen.
"Of course," Irina replied in a matter-of-fact manner.
Amy immediately clapped her little hands. "Then Father is so lucky to be able to marry two of the most beautiful women in the world at the same time."
"But does he have the guts to marry another woman?" Irina looked at Meg with a smile, but there was a hint of danger in her smile.
"…"
Meg slowly turned his head away. Even if he had the intention to do so, he didn't have the guts to do so. Moreover, the two most beautiful women in the world were actually Irina. What was going on?
"Father sure is bold." Amy shook her head and turned to look at Meg. "Father, don't you agree?"
"Come, have another piece of cake."
Meg placed the two pieces of cake in front of the two of them and smiled as he changed the topic.
"Yeah, he's got a lot of guts." Irina glanced at Meg with an ambiguous smile, but she still picked up the spoon and continued to eat the cake.
Meg wiped the cold sweat off his forehead without batting an eyelid. What kind of sin had he committed? It was obviously nothing, but he suddenly felt like he was suffering from bronchitis.
Could it be that fate had grabbed him by the throat?
Meg suddenly felt some fear towards Irina in the future.
But this feeling of being teased so openly, as if they were dancing on a string, made him feel a little strange.
This was a feeling he had never felt with any woman before. It was obviously a little uncomfortable, but he didn't feel much resistance in his heart. He even felt a little … expectant?
"Could it be that I'm a masochist?" Meg questioned himself.
"According to the definition of the word masochist, a masochist is a type of person with masochistic tendencies, the exact opposite of a sadist. According to the System's analysis, the other party's behavior obviously creates pressure and some level of mental abuse for the Host. Although the Host's body shows a certain degree of resistance, the Host is looking forward to it mentally. This behavior pattern only appears when interacting with Irina. According to the System's comprehensive analysis, the Host is a hidden masochist, and the Host is selective. "
At this moment, the System's voice sounded in Meg's mind.
"…"
"System, can't you research something more interesting?!"
Meg roared in a flustered and exasperated manner.
"The Host's abnormal behavior is an attempt to hide the awkwardness of having his inner thoughts exposed. However, this behavior confirms the System's analysis. Host, you're a masochist!"
The System calmly said.
"Scram!"
Meg looked at Irina, who was eating the cake, with complicated feelings. Although he was against the System's analysis, he couldn't help but face it head-on. What kind of charm did this woman have to make him behave so strangely?
Even though she was already Amy's mother, Irina, who was eating the ice cream cake with an unpretentious smile on her face, was still like a young girl, giving people a sense of youthfulness.
Even though she had experienced so many things, you couldn't see the slightest trace of the vicissitudes of life on her face. That kind of vitality and innocence seemed to be infectious, making people unconsciously want to get close to her.
Perhaps her beauty was unforgettable, but what Meg saw was an interesting soul, and that was what really interested him.
The entire delicious cake was devoured by the three of them and the two cats. Ugly Duckling rolled over on the ground before slowly inching toward Night. It arrived in front of it, and suddenly got up to pounce on it.
Right at this moment, Night suddenly extended a little black paw and pressed it against Ugly Duckling's head.
Ugly Duckling immediately cowered. It was pressed to the ground by Night's paw, and it didn't dare to move. It looked at Amy with an aggrieved expression, but didn't dare to cry for help.
"This is a very delicious cake."
Irina placed the empty plate on the table gently as she looked at Meg.
Meg nodded with a smile. It naturally felt very good to be praised.
Irina turned to Amy with a smile, and said, "Amy, I'm going to leave Rodu soon. Is there anything you want? I can give it to you as a gift. "
"Anything I want?" Amy looked at Irina and thought carefully for a while before saying, "Can I have Big Sister Irina hug me for a while longer? Just like a mother would hug me. "
Irina looked at Amy, who was staring at her with big, watery eyes, and suddenly felt a lump in her throat. She squatted down and gently picked up Amy in her arms as she said in a gentle voice, "I also want to hug you like this every day."
"Mm-hmm, Big Sister Irina is the best." Amy closed her eyes and inhaled the faint floral fragrance as she lay in Irina's soft and comfortable embrace, and soon fell asleep.
In her sleep, the woman under the tree on the moon finally turned around. There was a smile on her exquisitely beautiful face, and she slowly made her way toward her before embracing her in a warm embrace.
A smile appeared on Amy's face as she murmured, "Mother …"
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