Chapter 1259 (1/2)

On the table, angel and Sanders ate silently.

According to the traditional aristocratic custom, when eating knife food and soup, there is a rule of not speaking, so as to avoid embarrassment caused by spilling food juice.

The staple food of this meal is soup. When they eat, they are basically silent.

Angel was very satisfied. Although there were no magic food meals, steward Goode knew his appetite very well. Everything from dishes to staple foods, from thick soup to cakes, made him have a big appetite. More importantly, everyone acted in their own way during dinner, and no one paid too much attention to his food.

When tea and dessert were served, the conversation gradually appeared on the table.

Basically, Sanders is explaining to steward Goodall the matters during this period and some future arrangements.

Angel didn't interrupt and still gulped down the Milky dessert. While he was eating, he suddenly felt a look at himself.

He raised his head, but saw a small head sticking out by the curtain of the restaurant door.

Although wearing a mask and robe, angel recognized the child's identity at a glance - wheatton.

Wheaton was secretly looking at angel.

Angel made a ”come over” gesture to huibiton. Huibiton hesitated. According to the dining etiquette of magic island, he couldn't go in at this time.

But master pat let him in... Wheatton remembered what grandpa had said to him. Lord Sanders may not agree to let him stay in phantom Island, but he can try to open the pass from master pat.

Finally, wheatton walked into the restaurant coyly.

The movement here attracted Sanders' attention, and he looked at it. Goodall's housekeeper was thinking of some way to remind huibiton to leave, but the next second, Sanders withdrew his eyes and continued to explain things to Goodall as if nothing had happened.

Steward Goodall watched wheatton come to angel and seemed to be talking to angel. The atmosphere of the conversation seemed very harmonious. He was relieved.

On the other side, angel handed over a cup of milk tea: ”why, you've been looking at me just now. Do you want to have a cup?”

Angel remembers that Goodall housekeeper once said intentionally or unintentionally that wheatton's IQ and EQ are low, his psychological age is the same as his performance, and his taste is the same, so he also likes to eat food with milk flavor.

Steward Goodall himself means that wheatton won't tell angel's love for dairy products as a joke, because it's normal for him.

Wheatton quickly waved his hand, stepped into the restaurant itself has broken the etiquette, and enjoyed the food on the host's table, which is even more wrong.

”What can I do for you?” Angel wondered.

Whitbitton shook his head and said in a low voice, ”master pat, did I tell you last time... Any news?”

”Last time?” Angel raised his eyebrows: ”the story of Peter Pan?”

”That's OK, but I'm talking about anada.” Huibiton's voice was full of worry: ”Captain neboya has heard that anada hasn't appeared yet. I don't know if master Pat has met her this time?”

When he was arranged to guard at the door before, he heard that angel and Sanders would leave again soon. Therefore, huibiton was anxious and secretly signaled angel with his eyes.

”Oh, that's it.” Angel remembered that last time he did promise huibiton that if he saw anada outside, he would tell him: ”unfortunately, I went to the abyss this time and didn't see her...”

When angel said this, he suddenly paused.

Because a flash of light flashed in his mind. When angel was suspicious, a bent figure appeared in front of him. It was a white haired old woman walking alone. It's the one I saw in Shepherd city not long ago.

Why do you suddenly think of the old lady when you talk about anada?

Angel was a little confused. In his impression, anada was a sexy beauty, and her hot dress was even worse than that of nausica. But the old woman, with white hair, wrinkles and loose skin, has no resemblance to anada.

But Angel somehow subconsciously equated these two very different people.

Recalling the lingering sense of familiarity on the old woman, angel frowned and made an age retrospective profile in his heart.

In his mind, there seemed to be a time clock wheel. Under the clock wheel, stood a white haired grandmother with folded hands.

Suddenly, the clock reversed.

With the ticking sound of the clock, the old woman is becoming young at a very fast speed, like the reversal of youth. The bent figure slowly straightened, some fat waist also slowly shrunk, the wrinkled skin was straightened and tightened, and the white hair also returned to sexy big waves.

When the clock ”when” sounds.