After sleeping peacefully in her mother's arms, Gloria woke up early, and the fright she had received last night was almost gone, and she got up lightly, changed her clothes, and prepared to go out to McMie's for breakfast.

In all this time, she had become accustomed to waking herself up for the day with a delicious breakfast, and McMie's was naturally the only choice.

Of course, even she wasn't quite sure if it was for the food, or to be able to see Mr. McGonagall once a morning.

"Smack."

Gloria opened the door and walked out, kicking a bowl that was placed in the doorway, and she shook it for a moment.

"Blood!" When he looked at it, he was startled and jumped back into the room.

A white jade bowl rolled down not far away, bright red blood splashed on the ground, and a thick smell of blood came to the face.

Gloria, who had just gotten up, suddenly felt a tumbling in her stomach, covered her mouth and took two steps back, and closed the door with a slightly pale face.

"The blood I worked so hard to get!" On the roof not far away, Camilla looked distressed and asked with puzzlement, "Why?" When Miss Gloria saw such fresh and sweet blood, why did she turn around and run away? And kicked the bowl over? It's a fresh breakfast I prepared for her! ”

"Madame, breakfast for others is usually placed on the table, and only breakfast for dogs is placed on the floor...... Also, while you love fresh blood, humans don't drink it, and most people should hate it. The black cat muttered.

"Fart! Is there anything more delicious in this world than blood? Camilla said coldly, thought about it, and said: "The problem must be in the blood, it's all your fault for asking me not to kill, and that for letting me not touch it, and finally got a bowl of rabbit blood." ”

"Yes, yes...... You're right......"

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"Gloria, what's wrong with you?" Debra was woken up by the sound of the door closing, opened her eyes in a bit of confusion, looked at Gloria standing at the door with a pale face, quickly got up from the bed and walked to her side, and asked with concern.

"Blood...... Someone put a bowl of blood ...... in front of my door," said Gloria, a little frightened.

"Blood?" Debra was also startled, grabbed Gloria's cold hand and comforted her, and then gently opened a crack in the door to look out, there was indeed a pool of blood on the ground at the door, which had not yet coagulated, and looked quite mad.

"Last night's hanging ghost, this morning and blood was splashed again, which guy is it, one after another to scare Gloria, you must go to the master to seek justice, otherwise Gloria, this child will be scared out sooner or later." Debra closed the door, with a smile on her face, and said with relief: "Okay, it's okay, it's just a little blood, and it's definitely not human blood, I'll ask your father to go to your grandfather in a while, and let him find out who is making trouble and scaring you, and he will definitely find out about this matter and find out the troublemaker behind him." ”

"Hmm." Guge Loria looked at Debra, and after a while slowly calmed down, and then opened the door to see, the blood was still a little dazzling, but if you think about it carefully, it is indeed not so terrible, and it took a while to open the door again.

"Mother, I'm out of the house." Gloria and Debra spoke, stepped over the pool of blood, and walked briskly towards the door.

Her stomach began to churn at the sight of the blood, and she just wanted to get out of the yard as soon as possible.

"Miss Gloria doesn't really like blood, but I'd like to see what she likes to eat in the morning." Camila looked at Gloria as she boarded the carriage, and took the black cat and flew away.

The carriage drove away from Moulton Manor, and then came to a stop outside Macmie's Restaurant.

Gloria walked out of the carriage, looked at the familiar restaurant, although the cold wind was gusting outside, but inexplicably felt a trace of warmth and reliability, the nervous mood was suddenly relieved a lot, and consciously lined up to the end of the line of twenty or thirty people, waiting for the restaurant to open.

"Maimie's Restaurant? How does it sound familiar? Camila stood in the distance, frowning and muttering to herself.

It wasn't long before the restaurant door opened, and McGonagall pushed her bike out of the dining room, followed by Amy.

"It's them." Camilla's eyebrows straightened suddenly, she was very impressed with the McGonagall father and daughter, and she had to say that the black pepper steak she tasted that night was the most delicious food besides blood.

Gloria looked at McGonagall who had come out, her eyes gradually softened, and just looking at him, she felt that the grievances and frightens she had suffered last night and this morning were nothing.

Camilla quickly noticed Gloria's changing demeanor, and looked at McGonagall's gaze becoming a little cold, "It turns out that Miss Gloria wanted to eat breakfast was made by him, it seems that this guy didn't tell me the truth in the first place." ”

McGonagall inexplicably felt a little cold in her neck, and hurriedly put the scarf on her hand to her neck, and in the face of the cold, his last stubbornness had been abandoned.

Said hello to the guests as usual and took Amy to school on her bicycle.

When McGonagall returned, the restaurant was open, and he stood at the door, smiling and greeting the guests.

"Morning, Mr. McGonagall." Gloria smiled at McGonagall.

"Morning, Miss Gloria." McGonagall responded with a smile, looked at her, and said with some concern: "Miss Gloria, your face is not very good-looking, did you not rest last night?" ”

"I had a nightmare, but it didn't matter, I was recovered after eating a bowl of Mr. McGonagall's tofu brain." Gloria shook her head slightly, a blush rose on her cheeks, is he concerned about me?

"Well, let's go in and sit down." McGonagall laughed.

Miss Gloria blushed, this fellow must have said something to tease her, right? Stinky man, sure enough, there is no good thing, they are all big pig's trotters. Camilla's expression grew grim, if her eyes could kill, McGonagall had died countless times.

A bowl of refreshing and delicious Yangzhou fried rice, a sweet and heart-warming tofu brain, after eating, Gloria felt that her whole person was healed, her whole body was warm, and all her negative emotions were left behind.

"Thank you, Mr. McGonagall." Gloria settled the bill, walked to the kitchen door and smiled with McGonagall, and then left with a red face.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what kind of medicine this guy has put in his meal, and it makes Miss Gloria like it so much." Watching the carriage go away, Camilla walked towards McMie's restaurant.

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