"Who am I? Where am I? This floor...... Why is it so familiar??? ”

Camila opened her eyes, her head was a little dazed, she looked left and right in confusion, her eyes fell to the floor, and she suddenly felt something familiar.

Then some memories of last night flooded back, and I couldn't sleep, as if I came to the restaurant to find McGonagall for a drink, and then Irina was there, so she became a drink with Irina.

"Drinking ......" Camila gently patted her still a little drowsy head, the feeling of dizziness after a hangover was really uncomfortable, in the past she was only before going to bed and a small glass of red wine, but last night she seemed to have drunk countless beers.

"Wait...... Did I do something strange while drinking? Camila's eyes widened as she ...... She seems to be eating grass?!

Tender green lettuce leaves wrapped in freshly grilled roast beef cubes......

OMG!

As a vampire nobleman, she actually eats grass! And I took the initiative to eat it!

Camila wants to find a crack in the ground to get into, which is really humiliating!

If it gets out, she thinks she's probably going to lose face.

However, this floor still feels familiar?

Camila's gaze froze on the floor again, and she suddenly remembered that her memory of the previous night's drunkenness was completely missing, probably what humans call a fragment, and then ...... And then...... She vaguely remembered being picked up.

"Could it be the boss!" Camila looked nervous, lifted the quilt and took a look, her clothes were still intact, except for a few wrinkles when she slept, there was no sign of being untied or torn.

"Heh, he really can't." Camila was relieved, but inexplicably a little disappointed.

She had remembered why the floor here was so familiar, because she had slept on it one night before, in the same position, at the same angle, on the same floor.

"Bastard, you even let Countess Ben sleep on the floor again!" Camilla sat up a little annoyed, trying to vent her anger at McGonagall on the bed, and then met two pairs of blue eyes.

"Sister Camilla, you're awake." Amy, who was lying on the bed, looked at Camilla with a smile and said.

"I slept soundly on the floor, too." Irina leaned lazily against the head of the bed, a smile on her lips.

Camilla was stunned for a while before subconsciously asking, "Why can you lie on his bed!" ”

"Because, if you look good, you can lie in bed." Irina smiled.

"Then why am I lying on the floor?" Camila asked puzzled, then suddenly realized something, her expression changed slightly, she gritted her teeth and said, "That guy, do you think I should be lying on the floor!" ”

"But, Sister Camilla, why are you sleeping on the floor of our room again?" Amy asked, puzzled.

"Huh?" Irina and Camila looked at Amy at the same time.

Camila was a little panicked, and that night ...... I can't bear to recall.

There was a bit more danger in Irina's eyes, and it was explained that this was not the first time, it seemed that such a late-night invitation was probably not the first time, and it had progressed into the room.

"Tuk-tuk."

There was a knock on the door, and McGonagall's voice: "Got up?" It's time for breakfast. ”

"Ah, I'm so hungry all of a sudden, let's go have breakfast." Camilla got up from the floor neatly, tugged at the skirt she ran up, and walked briskly towards the door.

"What's wrong with her?" Irina's eyes narrowed slightly, a little curious.

Camilla opened the door, looked at McGonagall standing in the doorway, glared at him, walked past him, and raised her leg to step on the instep of his foot.

“？？？”

McGonagall retracted her feet in time and looked at Camilla's back with some puzzlement, is this woman's go-up anger so terrible? I just came to call them for breakfast.

As soon as McGonagall turned around, a pillow bento flew over her head and slammed it into his face.

Reaching out to take the whole head, Irina stood in front of him, looked at him with a smile and asked, "How many times is this?" ”

"Be lenient in confession, and strict in resisting." Amy poked her head out from behind and said with some old-fashioned expression.

"Oops." McGonagall panicked, he didn't expect the backyard fire to start so quickly, he thought he had arranged it well, he didn't want to be smart but was mistaken by cleverness, most likely because Camilla's last stay was shaken out.

"The second time, the last time she was drunk, I also arranged for her to sleep on the floor." McGonagall confessed that he really didn't do anything anyway, with a clear conscience.

Irina stared into McGonagall's eyes for a moment, put away the folding chair in her hand, stretched, and asked, "What do you eat in the morning?" ”

McGonagall looked at the graceful curves of Irina's tight pajamas, and breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, she confessed and said with a smile: "As long as it is me, whatever you want to eat, I will make it for you." ”

The corners of Irina's mouth hooked up a smile, thought for a while, and said, "A sweet tofu brain, a Yangzhou fried rice, a bowl of soy milk with a fritters." ”

"I want the same too." Amy raised her little hand.

"Okay, you guys wash up first." McGonagall smiled and nodded, then turned and went downstairs.

McGonagall walked to the kitchen door and saw Camilla standing in the doorway with her hair loose and a glass of water in her hand.

"Are you alright?" McGonagall looked at her and asked, listening to her talk about being forced to marry twice in a row last night made him feel a little more pity for the strong-looking countess.

When Camilla heard the voice, she suddenly looked up at McGonagall, a little nervous, and said, "What should I do?" Irina knew we slept. ”

McGonagall: "??? ”

"No, why did we just sleep? Girl, you have to be responsible for what you say, you can't insult my innocence casually. McGonagall's eyelids jumped, was it so scary early in the morning.

Camila also realized that there was a problem with her statement, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No...... I mean, she knows we're sleeping in the same room, and I'm a vampire. ”

"I'm still an innocent man." McGonagall rolled her eyes, also a little convinced of the girl's brain circuit, reached out and pressed her somewhat uneasy shaking shoulder, looked into her eyes and said, "Remember, nothing happened between us, you just slept on the floor, so, if you don't say it, she doesn't say it, no one will know." ”

Camilla looked at McGonagall, gradually calmed down, and then said a little angrily: "Scumbag! ”

"Huh?" McGonagall looked at Camilla with a strange expression, she slept on the floor, why was he scum?

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