"You're a ghost for the first time!" McGonagall reached out and flicked her head at what was there, turned and walked up the stairs, and said, "I'm worried that your smell will be complained about by customers, and the restaurant staff must ensure that they are neatly dressed, have no odors, and do not give guests a bad dining experience." ”

"That's right." Connie looked like this and followed McGonagall upstairs.

"I'll get you a set of overalls, red, yellow, blue, whatever color you like." McGonagall asked.

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

"Okay." McGonagall nodded slightly, went upstairs, and led Connie into the bathroom first.

"What a big faucet!" Connie stood in the bathroom doorway, looking at the showerhead, a little afraid.

Then I saw several more faucets, and my expression became even more nervous, is Mr. McGonagall really a water dragon killer?

"This is the shower switch, there is constant temperature hot water after opening, this is shampoo and shower gel, the red one is to wet the hair and then wipe it on, you can wash off the stains on the hair, after washing, rinse the foam with water, the black bottle is used to wash the body, after applying it to the body, it should also be rinsed with water." McGonagall introduced, looking back at Connie, "Got it?" ”

"Understood...... Got it. Connie nodded, swallowed her saliva again, and said, "But...... Is it really going to leave me alone with so many taps? I'm a little scared...... You...... Can you wash with me? ”

"I can't." McGonagall refused indifferently and tried to trick him into helping with a free bath, but he wasn't stupid.

"I'll help you put the clothes on the stool at the door, you wash them and take them yourself, and I'll go downstairs in a while." McGonagall walked sideways out of the bathroom.

"Please, don't leave me here alone......" Connie grabbed the corner of McGonagall's coat and said pitifully, it was terrible that there were four faucets in a small room!

"My restaurant doesn't accept guests who have a bad smell." McGonagall pulled the corner of her coat back from Connie's hand, then closed the bathroom door, muttering, "Does the orcs have a tradition of bathing with men and women?" ”

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Connie was the only one left.

She pressed against the door, nervously looking at the four faucets scattered throughout the bathroom.

The bathroom is large and warm, and there is a large white tank at the very back, which looks like it should be used for bathing.

"I ...... I was forced, no offense, please ...... Please don't blame me and don't scare me...... I'll just wash it up and go......" Connie said with her hands folded at the faucet and showerhead, looking reverent, and then turned her head to see herself in the mirror.

"Ahh What is it? Why does it illuminate my beauty so clearly? Connie looked at the mirror for a moment, even the crystal mirror didn't look so clear as this mirror.

However, she soon found sweat stains and sludge on her face, neck, and arms, and she ran for more than ten days in a row, and there was no time to take a shower.

"OMG! Is this the smell I emanate? Connie's face fell, she took off her clothes in a hurry, looked up at the shower that was much larger than the average faucet, and said a little apologetically: "Lord Dragon, I'll borrow some of your water, if you don't die, please go to the boss." ”

Then I unscrewed the switch.

Warm water sprayed from the shower and spilled over her head, wetting her hair and body.

"Meow~"

The comfortable feeling made her can't help but let out a soft groan, the hot water rushed to her body, and the tiredness accumulated along the way was quickly dissipating.

"It's so comfortable!" Connie couldn't help but praise, and the heat quickly filled the bathroom, and her fair skin turned pink, and she rinsed off the stains on her body.

"Just now he said that this is for washing hair, this is for washing the body, why use this strange liquid?" After taking a hot shower for a while, Connie's eyes fell on the shampoo and shower gel on the side, hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to learn the method taught by McGonagall before and pressed the lid, and a milky white liquid squirted out, which confused her face.

"Hmm!"

Connie subconsciously closed her eyes, and then touched the liquid on her face with her hand, slippery, sticky, and strange feel.

But there is a very special fragrance, like a floral fragrance, pleasant, not greasy at all, and it feels somewhat familiar.

"Is this what shampoo is?" Connie looked at the lotion in her hand, wiped it on her head, and scratched it casually, and it turned into a lot of white bubbles.

"Wow, there's really a bubble!" Connie's eyes lit up, she put the white foam to her mouth and blew it gently, and smiled as she watched the foam fall.

After washing her hair, she tried the shower gel again, the shower gel was also slippery on her body, and a lot of foam appeared when she rubbed it gently, and after washing, there was a faint fragrance all over her body.

"Oh! I see, that's what Mr. McGonagall smells like! Connie's eyes lit up, the sour smell on her body had completely disappeared, her hair and body were clean, her delicate skin was white and red, and she couldn't help but want to bite when she looked at herself in the mirror.

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

"By the way, he said he had clothes for me, what kind of clothes would they be?" Connie thought expectantly, she hadn't worn warm clothes since she left the tribe, and she didn't want a nice little dress now, she wanted a warm and comfortable outfit.

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

"Wow, it's the color of the blue sky." Connie's eyes lit up, and she reached for the dress and the piece of paper.

"The correct way to wear a bra...... Connie whispered, then took out a small dress with lace trim from the clothes, and said with a puzzled expression, "What is this?" This pattern looks so good, is it worn outside? ”

McGonagall crossed her legs, leisurely drinking afternoon tea, heard the footsteps and looked back, looking at Connie, who was wearing a neat set of sky blue jacket and then a black lace-trimmed bra, and directly squirted the tea in her mouth.