Dancing, and it is also the Pure Land of Bliss, this kind of thing naturally does not exist for McGonagall, the five tones are not complete, and even the dancing talent is extremely poor, and after a few twists with Amy, he can't stand it anymore, so he can only choose to give up, and sit obediently to the side to watch Amy dance, and the smile on his face has never disappeared from beginning to end.

Like her singing talent, Amy's dancing talent is probably inherited from her mother, although the movements are still a little immature, but she learns quickly, and the movements in her hands are already somewhat similar, and her little short hands are very cute when they swing.

This is still the effect of learning with puppets whose movements are not very smooth, and after a while, I changed the version of holographic projection semi-intelligent dance teaching, and I will definitely learn better.

The ugly duckling didn't bounce on the chair enough to slide down with the leg of the stool and jump left and right around Amy, looking very excited.

"Ugly duckling, don't drink goat's milk today, eat tofu brain." McGonagall looked at the active ugly duckling and thought for a moment.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling looked back at McGonagall, and seemed to understand what he was saying, and his sapphire eyes lit up, and he jumped over twice, rubbing his little head against McGonagall's leg, and suddenly became well-behaved.

"Father, can the ugly duckling eat anything else?" Amy also stopped dancing when she heard this, and asked a little happily.

"Well, it's almost, the ugly duckling grows faster than other people's cats, so let's start with tofu brain as a supplementary food." McGonagall smiled and nodded, cats in other worlds are different, it has only been a few days since the shell was broken, and it is almost the same as the orange cat he raised in his previous life when he was a month old.

"But, isn't the tofu brain sold out?" Amy looked at McGonagall with some confusion.

"There should be a little left, enough for it to eat." McGonagall got up and walked towards the kitchen, where she had about two small bowls left after the morning, which he had put in the cooler before the business began, but it probably didn't taste as good as when it first came out of the pan.

"Meow meow!" The ugly duckling was happily bouncing back and forth, and soon stood at the kitchen door staring intently at McGonagall, looking very excited to be able to eat anything other than goat's milk for the first time.

"I just don't know what flavor the little guy likes?" McGonagall glanced back at the ugly duckling standing in the doorway in anticipation, hesitated, mixed a bowl of sweet and salty, and then bought two bowls from the system with a slightly lighter red and blue edge.

The ugly duckling's bowls are all independent, and although the little guy who is tired of being in Amy's arms every day and bathing often is very clean, McGonagall still can't accept it on the dinner table and sharing utensils, and it will definitely feel uncomfortable when the guests see it.

"Sweet or salty, which bowl would the ugly duckling like?" Amy leaned forward and glanced at the two steaming bowls of tofu brains in McGonagall's hands, her face full of curiosity.

Yabei Mia also stopped what she was doing, and walked over to look at the ugly duckling with the same curiosity.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling stared at the two bowls in McGonagall's hand, swallowed his saliva, and was drooling when he watched it in Amy's arms in the morning, and now that he could finally eat it, he was anxious to stand up on his hind legs, but the little short legs were not strong enough to stand firmly, and he stared straight back, which looked very funny.

"Ugly duckling, look at your stupid appearance, if you fall even more stupidly, I don't want you." Amy looked at the ugly duckling and said with some disgust.

"Meow~" The ugly duckling got up smartly, first rubbed Amy's calf, and then looked at the two small bowls in McGonagall's hand with anticipation.

"Eat it here, don't knock over the bowl or fall to the floor." McGonagall placed the two bowls next to the counter and looked at the ugly duckling in serious warning.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling nodded his little head, understood McGonagall's words, looked at the two bowls of tofu brain with bright eyes, smelled the salty bowl on the left, and smelled the sweet bowl on the right, as if he was struggling with which bowl to eat.

All three of them stared at the ugly duckling, wondering which tofu brain it would choose.

"I think it's super sweet and delicious." Yabei Mia weakly expressed her opinion.

"Salty is more flavorful and appetizing." McGonagall laughed.

"I think the sweet and salty ones are super delicious, so it's best to eat the salty ones first, and then the sweet ones." Amy suggested earnestly.

However, the ugly duckling seemed to be completely intoxicated by the fragrance of tofu brains, and didn't pay attention to the words of the three of them at all, tangled left and right for a while, and finally stopped in front of the bowl of sweet tofu brains, slowly poked his head, and licked the golden-red syrup on the surface.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling's eyes suddenly lit up, and he screamed a little excitedly, and immediately lowered his head and ate happily, making a gentle smashing sound, the golden red sugar juice and tofu brain were mixed together, and the sweet bean fragrance wafted in the air.

"It likes sweet tofu brains." Yabei Mia's eyes lit up, and she was a little delighted.

"Not necessarily." McGonagall was quite calm, and the little guy had hesitated for a long time.

The ugly duckling lowered his head and ate happily for a while, and soon lay down, two little short legs around the bowl, his head half resting on the edge of the bowl, and found a comfortable and labor-saving posture to continue eating.

"Ugly duckling, you are so delicious, and you are so lazy, you will really die of fat in the future." Amy looked at the ugly duckling with some helplessness.

"Nine of the ten orange cats are fat, and one is crushing the kang...... There is a lot of truth to that. McGonagall looked at the ugly duckling who had to find a comfortable position to nest even for dinner, and shook her head helplessly, it seems that what Black Tan said before is going to be a word, according to this development trend, it is estimated that it will not take too long for the weight to soar.

After eating a whole bowl of sweet tofu brain, the ugly duckling was reluctant to raise his head, his little face and beard were stained with tofu brain, he licked his tongue a little unsatisfied, and immediately turned his eyes to the bowl of salty tofu brain next to him.

McGonagall glanced at the licked bowl, and there wasn't even a hint of sugar left.

I thought that the ugly duckling would stand up to try the taste of salty tofu brain, but I didn't expect him to stand up at all, so he crawled and moved over, stretched out his short legs, hugged the new bowl again, and smashed and ate it again, and his cheerful appearance was no worse than when he ate sweet tofu brain.

"Haha, it seems that the ugly duckling also likes both, that is, he likes to eat sweet first, and then salty." Amy said happily, crouching down and touching the ugly duckling's head, apparently pleased with its performance.

"Do you eat them all?" Yabei Mia was slightly disappointed.

"Yes, for orange cats, what don't you like to eat?" McGonagall smiled and shook her head, Amy likes it anyway, and now one more ugly duckling is quickly accepted, seeing that Amy is playing with the ugly duckling, she reached out and took the music box on the counter and said, "Xiaomi, father will modify this music box and give it to you." ”