"Countess Bathory?!"

McGonagall came out of the door just in time to see Camilla walking to the door of McMie's restaurant, and was a little surprised that the black cat servant wrapped in a black robe was still standing behind her.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to remember me." Camila smiled coldly.

"Probably only a few can forget." McGonagall's gaze swept over her, her long wavy brown and black hair draped casually, her blue eyes coquettishly seemed to speak, and her slightly sickly pale face lined her lips as ruddy as blood.

The tight black long skirt shows a touch of snow-white and sexy furrows on the chest without hesitation, and the high-leg skirt is open all the way to the thighs, and the round and sexy snow-white long legs make people feel a little dazzling.

For such a vampire count with the aura of a queen and a good figure, it is indeed unforgettable.

"I wonder what's the matter with the Countess?" McGonagall asked calmly.

"I said that I would come to you, and today I am here to fulfill my promise, and I will eat you and wipe you clean today." Camila licked her red lips and smiled a little wickedly, like a she-wolf looking at a little sheep.

"I'm sorry, I refuse." McGonagall flipped the wooden sign hanging on the door, smiled and took a step back, "The restaurant is closed, please come back next time, Countess."

Why don't you just have a meal? Why is it so erotic when it comes out of her mouth, and it makes people faintly ...... Expect?

"Closed?" There was a hint of confusion in Camilla's eyes, as if she didn't understand what McGonagall meant.

"The restaurant is open until nine o'clock in the morning, and now it's nine o'clock and no longer has customers." McGonagall had to explain.

Camilla pondered and asked, "According to your rules, it's the guests who pay for the meal, right?" ”

"So to speak."

"That's good, if I don't pay today, I'm not a guest." Camilla nodded, walked directly past McGonagall, reached open the door and walked in.

"Sounds reasonable, but something doesn't seem right?" McGonagall was stunned, isn't this a scoundrel? If it were ugly, the anti-aircraft missiles would have been aimed at her.

However, even if the anti-aircraft weapon is aimed, it is useless, this vampire countess has the strength of level nine, and the S-class air defense missile that can launch a fatal blow to a level seven target is still a little insufficient in front of her.

Shirley and the others, who were doing the cleaning work, also showed a little surprise when they saw Camilla who walked in the door, and during the break, McGonagall would not let the guests in at will.

Shiryl was even more vigilant, she felt the aura of danger in Camilla's body, this sexy woman should be a demon, a demon more powerful than her.

"Countess Bathory, you are ......," said McGonagall, following through the door, somewhat helplessly.

Camilla had already sat down at a cleaned table, crossed her legs gracefully, looked at McGonagall and said, "I want the same breakfast as Miss Gloria, if not, then I will have to eat you this morning." ”

"It turned out that I came for Miss Gloria, could it be that Miss Gloria's face was not very good this morning and it had something to do with her?" McGonagall thought that Camilla had warned him once before for Gloria's second-class attitude, and this time she had to order the same breakfast as Gloria, most of which was related.

"Countess Bathory, is she going to make trouble?" Elizabeth looked at Camilla from the corner, this vampire is also a legend among women, so she knows something, but she didn't expect to meet her here.

McGonagall thought in her mind for a moment, but shook her head, and said in a rather firm tone, "The restaurant's business hours have ended, and the restaurant no longer serves food. Moreover, the tofu brain only sells 300 servings a meal, and all of them have been sold out this morning, so if Countess Bathory wants to experience the same breakfast as Miss Gloria, please come to the restaurant early tomorrow and line up. ”

"Really?" Camila stared into McGonagall's eyes.

"Nope." McGonagall nodded calmly, if the countess really wanted to make trouble, he could only ask Julian to help, anyway, the member's off-the-field help was useless, and it was justified.

"No, if I do it directly, I will definitely be known by Miss Gloria, and in her heart, my image will definitely become very rude, which is very detrimental to my image building." Camilla looked at McGonagall and thought silently in her heart, "But looking at this face, why do you feel so inadequate?" I really want to tie him up, and give him a whip and wax, so that he knows how good I am. "Cards

"Okay, then I'll come back at noon." Camilla stood up, glanced at Elizabeth in the corner, and then at Shiryl, her eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at McGonagall and said, "This is your harem?" ”

"They're all waiters in the restaurant." McGonagall shrugged.

"Heh, do you think I'll believe this kind of nonsense?" Camilla pursed her lips with some disdain and walked straight to the door, "Sure enough, men are all big pigs' trotters, and there is no good thing, I will never let the kind Miss Gloria fall into your pit." ”

McGonagall: "......"

The women in the dining room looked at McGonagall silently, and their expressions seemed to have become a little complicated.

"Isn't this deliberately ruining the harmonious and friendly atmosphere of our restaurant?!" McGonagall wanted to scold her mother, but looking at the pure eyes of the girls, she didn't know how to explain and refute.

"Harem? What is that? What did the big sister mean? Do you want to tell Amy? Anna was thoughtful, but a little entangled.

……

"Madam, judging from the expression on Miss Gloria's face as she walked out of the dining-room, the person who held her stomach firmly was probably the owner of the restaurant, what shall we do now? Do you want to get rid of him? The black cat asked in a whisper.

"Isn't it just a big pig's trotter? I'm just going to put him here, so that Miss Gloria can know who can really bring her happiness, and I don't bother to do this kind of thing to get rid of competitors, it seems that I am not capable, I want to crush him head-on. Camila shook her head, her chin slightly raised to reveal pride and confidence.

"If we just secretly send rabbit blood every day, I think we're going to be crushed every day......" Black Cat muttered.

"What did you say?"

"I mean...... The sun is round today......"

"Nonsense! Has the sun ever flattened in your house? ”

"Yes yes yes ......"