Chapter 116: The Favorite Concubine of the King of the World 8

Lorraine met the woman at the bottom of the stairs who was about to go upstairs to rest.

explained the situation to her, and was really scolded.

Looking at the woman with dog-eyed eyes, Lorraine wanted to press her head to the ground and rub it hard!

Pressed her Qinghai-Tibet Plateau into Sichuan Flatland.

Even though she said that she climbed out of the window because of the urgency to urinate, the woman still chattered.

After putting him in the door, it was probably that Lorraine had no intention of escaping, so he did not lock the door from the outside.

The woman left.

Lorraine closed the door and walked into the room.

Exhausted.

He took a long breath.

He wanted to take a bath.

However, it seems to be just a place to sleep.

As he came up, he noticed a public bathroom at the end of the hallway.

This is supposed to be a place for maids to stay.

As the princess, the original owner was arranged to live in the same room as the maid, and the degree of attention can be imagined.

Go to the window and pull up the sheet that was hanging outside.

Throw it into the base cabinet next to it.

Then sit on the bed and start undressing.

The first solution is to corset the waist.

He found that the belt was not usually tight.

The original owner is thin, but the ratio of the waist to the rest of the body is normal.

However, once the waist is tied, this waist is like a wasp waist.

In fact, this is a sick aesthetic.

It's similar to the footwrapping of the old Chinese society.

The damage done to the body is also irreversible.

Untie the skirt on the outside, and inside is a white lining.

Lorraine finally felt a lot more comfortable.

Otherwise, with your waist tied, you always feel breathless.

Lorraine paused for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something.

Look down and raise your hand to pull open the collar of the lining.

only to find out that the so-called chest is just two soft and suitable balls of thread.

It's like the kind of knitted thread that is sold on the street side of the modern day.

It's just relatively strong, not as soft as the general thread.

Anyway, if you touch it, it feels like a real breast.

Although he didn't touch it.

However, it should have been made by the original mother.

It would be embarrassing if the original owner did it himself.

Lorraine maliciously pinched it with his hand, tsk, it felt really good.

It can also be confusing the real with the fake.

Lorraine will dismantle the thread.

Throw on the bed.

Looking at the wardrobe next to the base cabinet, there are a lot of clothes in it.

Lorraine picked out a set of barely eye-catching pajamas and pushed the door open.

Take a shower in the bathroom at the end of the hallway.

The hot water here has a fixed time.

After a while, there is only cold water.

Lorraine took a cold shower.

However, I have walked a lot just now, and it is still a little hot.

When I wash it, I don't feel cold.

On the contrary, I feel a lot more sober.

After washing, before going out of the bathroom, throw the changed clothes to the side of the large bucket.

Anyway, there are also special maids to wash.

Go back to your room and throw yourself on the bed.

Staring at the ceiling, in a daze.

[Host? At this time, the system suddenly drilled out.

Lorraine turned his head to see the round ball bouncing on his bed.

Lorraine was silent for a moment, then raised her foot and stepped on it.

The force is unreserved.

The ball was caught off guard and stepped into the soft mattress.

And then...... Shattered.

Lorraine let out a "tsk" and smiled without the slightest sympathy.

It's best to kick the eggs.

Provided, of course, that there are eggs.

Five seconds later, the system reshapes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's a whole ball again.

There are no cracks, exactly the same as before.

Lorraine raised her eyebrows, this brain world is good.

It can actually resurrect the system in situ.