บท 1295: Queen of The Hot Pot

"Erm. She rather likes little sisters. She loved Gjerj's baby when it was born." Mag nodded with a smile, pretending that he didn't understand.

He snuck a look at Irina. Why did she suddenly bring this up? Didn't she know the situation was very tense now? How would he dare to make a baby?

"Oh really? Then, do you like them?" Irina asked Mag smilingly.

"Of course I do. Little girls are so cute, just like Little Amy. Everybody likes them." Mag nodded in agreement. He picked a thermal cup and took a sip of goji berry tea. This winter air was so dry that his throat felt scratchy.

Irina's gaze fixed on Mag became more and more intrigued. She liked to see Mag at a loss. Although he was the fearsome dragon slayer in front of others, he would get embarrassed and blush in front of her. She suddenly got close to Mag's ear, and whispered, "Then, when are we having another one?"

Mamma Mia!