Looking at Connie wearing a bra, McGonagall was dumbfounded, there were Superman's panties worn outside, and now Catwoman wore them outside, what the hell is going to take the superhero route?

"What's wrong? Am I that pretty? Connie touched the lace edge and looked at McGonagall with some surprise, but she didn't expect that after changing her clothes, McGonagall's reaction would be so big.

"I said, this...... This underwear, it should be worn inside, how do you wear it outside. McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"Wear it underneath? Why? Connie looked puzzled and pulled the lace edge, "Look, what a beautiful pattern, wouldn't it look better when worn outside?" ”

"This is underwear, its function is ......" McGonagall's hand gestured on her chest, and she didn't feel very easy to describe, so she simply said directly: "Anyway, this is underwear, it is worn closely, and it cannot be worn outside for others, especially men, to see, this is not etiquette." ”

"If it can't be seen, then why should it look so good? It's a small flower again, and it's a hollow embroidery, such a beautiful little dress, if you can't be appreciated, what a pity. Connie was still puzzled.

McGonagall said a little helplessly: "Bra is delicate and cute, in addition to the fact that women themselves like to be beautiful, and part of the reason is to give her men admiration in specific private occasions." This relationship is limited to lovers, and absolutely no one will wear it outside. ”

"I see." Connie thought for a moment, then her eyes fell on McGonagall, her eyes lit up, "Then I'll wear it for you!" ”

“？？？” McGonagall had a question mark on her face, didn't this girl understand what he was saying?

"I don't have a lover, but I want someone to appreciate how this beautiful little dress looks on me, so please be my lover for a while." Connie said with a simple face.

"Nope." McGonagall flatly refused.

Although he didn't mind watching a choppy lingerie show, he didn't know when Gina would go back to the restaurant, and if Amy, who was in class next door, would take advantage of the recess to run back and play for a while, if this kind of thing was bumped, it would be difficult to explain clearly.

"Also, the strap at the back of this small dress has a hidden button, and tying it directly will damage the elasticity of the shoulder straps." McGonagall glanced at the casually tied straps behind Connie, and the bra wearing instructions given by the system were clearly drawn in great detail!

"But ......"

"If you are not well-dressed, you will be dismissed directly." McGonagall grimaced.

Connie closed her mouth and obediently went upstairs.

Ten minutes later, Connie came downstairs with a frustrated face, holding the black bra in her hand, and said, "I can't keep them together, can you teach me?" ”

McGonagall looked at Connie and felt that she had been completely defeated by her stupidity, and reached for the black bra, but there was no choice but to teach it by hand.

"Look, first put your hands through the shoulder straps, then straighten the position of the bra so that it fits perfectly the curve of your body, then put both hands behind your back, grab a strap each, use your fingers to feel the position of the hidden buckle, buckle the hidden buckle, and a bra is worn. Do you understand this? McGonagall asked, looking at Connie.

Connie nodded, looked at McGonagall in black underwear, and asked curiously, "However, why are you so skilled?" ”

"If you solve too much, you will naturally be tied up." McGonagall untied the bra with one hand, and said lightly.

After McGonagall drowned, Connie went upstairs with the bra again, and finally ......

"Mr. McGonagall!" Connie's voice came from upstairs.

"What's wrong again?" McGonagall went upstairs with a look of lovelessness.

The bathroom door was ajar, revealing a beautiful back as smooth as jade, fair skin, and beautiful lines slowly shrinking downward, and when it reached the waist, it was already too much to grasp.

McGonagall was caught off guard for a moment, so she took a few serious looks.

"My hands seem too short to buckle up......" Connie looked back at McGonagall with some embarrassment, her arms up and down behind her back and grabbed the strap, back and forth, just a little bit.

"I'm really sorry for you." McGonagall sighed, reached out to help her pull the two shoulder straps, snapped them up, and snapped the bathroom door shut for her.

After a series of tosses, Connie finally put on her overalls correctly and stood in front of McGonagall in high spirits.

This dress is so comfortable to wear, completely isolated from the cold, even if it is a little hot to wear indoors now, Connie is reluctant to take it off.

McGonagall looked at Connie, the sky-blue jacket fit her body perfectly, and there were two dark lines on her arms and trouser line, which made the jacket look more three-dimensional.

And Connie's excellent body curves, and a bit of elegance and noble temperament when she is serious, she is also stunned to wear a set of takeaway clothes out of a high-end feeling.

Of course, this is based on the premise that she does not speak.

Now the outside temperature is below -10 degrees, so McGonagall has added a layer of top-quality goose down to this jacket, which is light and thin, but very warm, and has the advantages of both a jacket and a down jacket, which can be completely fearless of cold wind and cold.

And behind her, there are three eye-catching big words: "Are you full?"

Yes, this is the food delivery brand that McGonagall founded in this world.

The service tenet is: are you full? I'm not full, I'm giving you some!

Based on the fact that there are no telephones or the Internet in this world, and the real-time interaction is too poor, McGonagall has no plans to expand for the time being.

He hasn't even thought about how to start his first takeaway business, so he can't let the door-to-door customers order, and then send him home with a delivery person, right?

"Let's go, follow me to practice." McGonagall took a dark blue hard hat from a nearby counter and placed it on Connie's head, then headed for the door.

The fully wrapped hard hat stuffs Connie's entire head inside, the high-tech goggles provide her with a wide viewing angle of 270°, and there is a small screen in the upper right, which is currently black.

"Wow, that's cool." Connie followed McGonagall and looked left and right in amazement, then slammed into the door.

McGonagall looked back at Connie, who was scrambling out the door like an alien, and suddenly hesitated to teach her how to drive, which would be a killer if she was put on the road.

"Bicycle ...... It should be fine, right? McGonagall looked at the scientifically modified delivery bicycle in front of her, with a fully shock-absorbing body, a front basket that was several times larger, and a rear seat with double delivery boxes, with a loading capacity far exceeding that of an ordinary delivery boy.

"What is this?" Connie walked over a little pompously and asked curiously.