Time passes quickly.

"That's a big problem."

At the most important stage of bathing, Midong was rubbing her snow-white thighs vigorously, and although her skin was already red, she was still rubbing it.

"Is it any wonder that the rich girl wants to swap identities with me? Compared to the woman Lily, it is really more disgusting to be harassed by the old man? And it's actually his grandfather, doesn't it really matter if this situation happens!? ”

There was only one person in the bathroom. Hot water vapor fills the spacious space of Jutata, three bottles of body soap, conditioner, and shampoo are placed next to it, and Mido sits on a bench with foam all over her body.

There was no human figure outside the frosted glass door, and the mother saw that her daughter was in a hurry to wash, so naturally there was no reason to get in the way. But Midon still can't catch even a glimmer of security, because just across the side from the girl's boudoir, there is an absolute threat.

"When I followed the maid here, I hesitated for a moment whether to turn left or right, and the patriarch was on the other side of the door. So should the current situation be that I am overnervous, or is it true? ”

After scrubbing her legs, Mido turns on the spray head and allows the hot water to wash over her white carcass. She rinses very efficiently, wiping her hands on her body at once, and only needs to rinse a few private parts with a spray head in her hand at the end, and all the foam and bath liquid are washed away.

The white towel is soft and fragrant, the toilet cleaning essence is placed on the sink, the bathing utensils are naturally high-end brands, the white porcelain floor tiles are warm and hot, the controller of the electric heating floor is at the door, and the scientific and technological content is also expensive. Mi Dong dried her body and walked out of the room wrapped in a bath towel, her long half-dried hair dripping with a little water, and her arms and calves were all glowing with a red and flawless sheen.

Then, standing at the door of the bathroom and the front door, Midong breathed a long sigh of relief.

She looked around her surroundings again.

In the world of pink and white as the main theme, even the solid wood double door is carefully selected wood, soft carpet, three rows of bookcases, and the princess is full of solid wood writing desk with silver and white Apple all-in-one machine, which is not beautiful.

But compared to the others, it was the wardrobe that attracted Mi Dong, and she stepped forward with her white jade feet and gently pulled the cabinet door.

There was a bang, and a new world was opened.

"Wow, that's an exaggeration."

Midong raised her eyebrows and snorted.

Straight on the walking path, the wall on the right is divided into two levels, and it is hung with a variety of boutique clothes, and amazingly, they are all seasonal spring clothes. The walls on the left are lined with stacked shelves, starting with sunglasses and then five floors of at least 60 pairs of designer shoes.

As for the end of the walking path, there is naturally a spacious floor-to-ceiling mirror, and Midong can see herself standing outside the door.

"If this is the drama of a domineering president falling in love with Mary Sue, maybe I will indeed change my clothes and untie for the dead old man, I will be so excited."

With a hula, Midong closed the sliding door of the wardrobe, paused, and manually entered Miyamoto's birthday. With a bang, the touch screen combination lock is opened, and no one wants to go in.

"Unfortunately, that's not what I care about. Or rather, these are just giveaways......"

Walking to the tea tasting area in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Midong untied the bath towel and put on pink silk pajamas. Long sleeves and long pants, conservative style, she put on her shirt and looked at herself, only to see that the beauty in the mirror was draped in jet black hair, and she really looked pure and lovely.

The email message on the iPhone was sent by a rich girl from a low-rent apartment in Adachi District, Tokyo. The content is very simple, just ask Midon if she is in trouble and give a brief description of how she is cleaning.

After giving a thumbs-up symbol, Midong walked to the desk to turn on the computer, and then walked to a corner of the room.

The suitcase she brought all the way from Tokyo was placed there by the maid Reina. Of course, its shell belongs to Miyamoto Moko, but apart from those things that must be brought home, Mito naturally has private goods left.

A black leather notebook.

and one of the most expensive USB disks that can be bought on the market, funded by Miyamoto Moko's account, with the function of waterproof encryption.

The notebook was placed next to the Apple all-in-one machine, ignored, and Midong held the USB drive, deliberately did not wear shoes, tiptoed to the door of the boudoir, and gently pressed the armrest.

Being a thief is a lack of heart, and she poked her head out into the hallway.

The silent hallway, even though it was past nine o'clock in the evening and the wall lamps were dim, were still bright. At the end of the corridor in the right wing, there is naturally a promenade spanning the houses, and a brightly lit central staircase area at the end of the promenade.

There is no one, and I believe that at this time, her mother Shizuko Miyamoto has either gone to bed or is also taking a nap in the house.

As for the other family members in the mansion, Midong remembers the introduction of the deity, and her grandfather slept with her grandmother very early because of her illness. The latter, also as an old man, must have fallen asleep at this time.

"Now it seems that the so-called separation, I'm afraid it's just to harass my granddaughter."

Mei Dong sneered softly, and looked at the door opposite with a grim gaze: "The rich girl really threw off a lot of baggage, and there is actually a husband, it is indeed a distress that only the eldest lady can have, hum......"

She walked out of the room and looked back at the closed door, as if no one was in or out. Then he tiptoed to the opposite side of the double oak door that belonged to his grandfather, pressed the handrail as usual, and then gently pushed it.

The curtains were drawn, and only the dim light of the hallway slanted in, and silently, the pink ghost crept into the dark room.

In the dark, spacious dormitory, the old man's snoring resounded in the corner, and Midong didn't bother him at all, and she stalked silently in the darkness with her mastery of the environment when she entered the house before.

On the right side of the sash in front of you, there is a half-closed sliding door, which leads to the study. If it weren't for the reflection of the light from the window sash, Meidong would only use it as a wardrobe room at most, where can it be a study, this kind of layout should be placed outside?

The part where the sliding door opened was enough for her to walk sideways, but glancing at the source of the snoring in the darkness, Midong still cautiously walked sideways, tiptoeing past without a sound.

Then this time, she took the initiative to change the layout of the inherent environment and slowly closed the door.

So, this is the study.

She looked around.

As early as when she helped the old man Longzang into the house, the study was lit up, and although it was turned off at this time, there was still an emergency sense waiting for the brightness. Mei Dong glanced at the study door, it was undoubtedly opaque, so as long as he didn't make a noise, and the old man didn't wake up in the middle of the night and rashly enter the house, there would be no problem.

That's when she turned on the flashlight on the Macinto, then smiled softly and stabbed the lamp on the side of the desk computer.