Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"It's the first time you are a ghost!" Mag reached out and flicked her forehead, what on earth was there, turned around and walked towards the stairs, and said, "I'm worried that the smell on your body will be affected. Complaints from customers, restaurant staff must ensure that they are neatly dressed, free from peculiar smells, and not bring bad dining experience to guests.”

"That's it." Connie followed Mag upstairs with her original expression.

"I'll get you a set of overalls, red, yellow, blue, what color do you like." Mag then asked.

"I like blue, the color of the sky," Connie replied quickly.

"Okay." Mag nodded slightly, went upstairs, and took Connie into the bathroom first.

"What a big faucet!" Connie stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the shower head with some fear.

Immediately afterwards, he saw several faucets, and his expression became even more tense. Is Mr. McGonagall really a faucet killer?

"This is the shower switch. After it is turned on, there will be constant temperature hot water. This is the shampoo and shower gel. The red one is to wipe the hair after wetting it. It can wash away the stains on the hair. After washing, rinse the foam with water. , the black bottle is used to cleanse the body, after applying it on the body, it should also be rinsed off with clean water." Mag introduced, looking back at Connie, "Got it?"

"Understood...understood." Connie nodded, swallowed secretly again: "But...do you really want me to face so many faucets alone? I'm a little scared...you...can you talk to me? Shall I wash it together?"

"No." Mag refused indifferently, and wanted to trick him into helping him take a bath for free. He was not stupid.

"I'll put your clothes on the stool at the door for you. After you wash them, take them by yourself. I'll go downstairs in a while." Mag walked out of the bathroom sideways.

"Please, don't leave me here alone..." Connie grabbed Mag's clothes and said pitifully. There are four faucets in a small room, which is too scary!

"My restaurant doesn't accept guests with bad body odor." Mag pulled back the corner of her clothes from Connie's hand, then closed the bathroom door, and couldn't help muttering: "Does the orc tribe have a tradition of bathing together for men and women? ?"

Once the bathroom door closed, Connie was alone.

She leaned against the door and looked nervously at the four faucets scattered around the bathroom.

The bathroom is large and the temperature is very warm. There is a large white tub in the innermost part, which seems to be used for bathing.

"I... I was forced, no offense intended, please... please don't blame me, and don't scare me... I'll just wash and go..." Connie said with her hands clasped towards the faucet and the shower head, with a look on her face Said piously, then turned around and saw himself in the mirror.

"Ah! What is this? Why does it illuminate my beauty so clearly." Connie stared at the mirror for a moment, even a crystal mirror was not as clear as this mirror.

However, she soon discovered the sweat stains and mud on her face, neck, and arms. After running for more than ten consecutive days, she had no time to take a bath. If she smelled it carefully, she did have a sour smell.

"Oh my god! Is this the smell from me?" Connie looked down, took off all her clothes, looked up at the shower head, which was much larger than ordinary faucets, and said apologetically : "Master Julong, I will borrow some of your water. If you do not want to die, please go to the boss."

Then flipped the switch off.

Warm water sprayed from the shower and fell from the top of her head, wetting her hair and body.

"Meow~"

The comfortable feeling made her groan softly, as the hot water rushed over her body, the fatigue accumulated along the way was quickly eliminated.

"It's so comfortable!" Connie couldn't help but praise, the hot air soon permeated the entire bathroom, and her fair skin turned pink as she washed the stains off her body.

"Just now he said that this is for washing your hair and this is for washing your body. Why do you use this strange liquid?" After taking a hot bath for a while, Connie's eyes fell on the shampoo and On the shower gel, after a moment of hesitation, she stretched out her hand to imitate the method Mag taught before and pressed the lid, and a stream of milky white liquid sprayed out, covering her face unpredictably.

"Well!"

Connie closed her eyes subconsciously, then touched the liquid on her face with her hand, it was slippery, sticky, and had a strange touch.

But it has a very special fragrance, like a floral fragrance, pleasant fragrance, not greasy at all, and feels a little familiar.

"Is this the shampoo?" Connie looked at the lotion in her hand, wiped it on her hair, and scratched it casually, but it turned into many white bubbles.

"Wow, there are really bubbles!" Connie's eyes lit up, and she put the white foam to her mouth and blew gently, watching the falling foam and smiling.

After washing her hair, she tried the shower gel again. The shower gel was also smooth when applied on her body, and a lot of foam appeared when she rubbed it lightly. After washing, she exuded a faint fragrance all over her body.

"Oh! I see, this is the smell of Mr. McGonagall!" Connie's eyes lit up, the sour smell on her body had completely disappeared, her hair and body were clean, her delicate skin was rosy white, Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but want to take a bite.

"Am I really ugly? Why isn't Mr. McGonagall even interested in sleeping with me? Or is it because he's too young?" Connie looked at herself in the mirror, sighed in self-pity, deeply deeply hit.

"By the way, he said he prepared clothes for me. What kind of clothes will they be?" Connie thought with some anticipation. She hasn't dressed warmly since she left the tribe. She doesn't want a beautiful little skirt now. , just want a set of warm and comfortable clothes.

Standing by the door, the cat ears moved, and after making sure that there was no one outside, she carefully opened the bathroom door. As soon as the door was opened a crack, she saw a small stool at the door with a A set of sky blue clothes, with a piece of paper on top, with words and patterns.

"Wow, it's the color of the blue sky." Connie's eyes lit up, and she reached out to pick up the clothes and the piece of paper.

"The correct way to wear a bra..." Connie whispered, and then took out a small dress with lace trim from the clothes, and asked with a puzzled face: "What is this? The pattern is so beautiful, Is it worn outside?"

Mag crossed his legs and drank afternoon tea leisurely. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and looked at Connie, who was wearing a neat sky blue jacket and a black lace bra. The tea in the bag was sprayed out.