This bedroom is the largest room in the courtyard, all the furniture is complete, you can know that it is the woman's boudoir at a glance, especially the two large windows on the south wall, inlaid with translucent crystals like glass, the sunlight through it disperses into a colorful halo, giving the whole room a layer of warmth and beauty.

At this moment, Joseph's deep voice sounded outside the door, and he brought the futon.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Brunie!"

Joseph ▪ Bruni is about 1.89 meters, with a tall posture and a sharp eye, a yellow-brown hair combed neatly, and a wrinkled face but a cleanly shaved beard, looking a strict and neat person.

"You're welcome Miss Xiaojuan, I've already asked someone to prepare hot water, the bath room is on the west side, the balm is newly prepared, green fruit, I hope you like it! Because I'm in a hurry, I can only use Miss Catherine's stay for the time being to change clothes, I hope you won't mind." ”

"Thank you for this for me, thank you very much!" Although he looked serious and even a little rigid, he looked at her very gently, and Zhang Xiaojuan thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"This is all explained by Young Master Malloro, you have to thank him. Joseph calmly replied, "If you need anything, you can come to me." Before leaving, Joseph's eyes flashed, and he casually swept Zhang Xiaojuan's face.

Great, Master Maroro finally has a queen!

After Joseph left, Zhang Xiaojuan immediately went to the bathroom, she hadn't taken a bath for more than 20 days, and she had never been so dirty.

Perhaps because of the tall size of the human body in this world, the bath tub is also large and deep, and filling it with water can drown Zhang Xiaojuan in it. Fortunately, Joseph was a competent housekeeper, and the amount of water in the tub was moderate, just over Zhang Xiaojuan's neck.

"It's so comfortable!" The taste of being gently embraced by the hot water is so wonderful, Zhang Xiaojuan stretched his limbs relaxedly, his teenage body has not yet begun to develop, but his skin is soft and smooth, fair and translucent, and the potential water is looming, and the little hairball tilts his head and stares at the water surface suspiciously.

Zhang Xiaojuan was comfortable enough, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the little hairball squatting on the edge of the bathtub staring at her with burning eyes.

"Get down!"

A hint of timidity flashed in the little furball's eyes, and Zhang Xiaojuan saw that it was afraid of water and deliberately teased it.

"Do you want to wash together?"

The little furball whined and whined.

Zhang Xiaojuan picked up a bag of water and splashed it, and the little furball whined with a soft and cute sound and a hint of flattery and begging for mercy.

"You're all dirty, don't lie on my head until you wash it. "Keep threatening it.

The little furball's claws gripped the edge of the bucket tightly, and the gray eyes flashed and struggled, as if they were bargaining.

Zhang Xiaojuan didn't tease it anymore, he took the balm and applied it carefully, the green fruit smell was very good, there was a kind of lime smell mixed with a faint floral fragrance.

After his hair was washed and the black mud on his body was rubbed, Zhang Xiaojuan was embarrassed to look at the water in the bathtub, but fortunately, Joseph arranged for a servant woman to bring clean water for the wash.

After Zhang Xiaojuan finished cleaning, he hit the idea on the little hairball.

The little furball guarded her and didn't come close at all.

Zhang Xiaojuan knew the little hairball too well, and after some coaxing, threatening and assuring, he finally grabbed the little hairball and pressed it into the water to rub it in various ways. When applying the balm, the little hairball struggled violently, as if it was not balm but poop.

Soon, the fluffy little furball turned into a miserable soup beast, it whined and screamed aggrievedly, and even showed a mouthful of sharp teeth to threaten Zhang Xiaojuan.

Zhang Xiaojuan laughed.

Little Furball hugged her palm angrily and bit her finger viciously.

Zhang Xiaojuan wanted to take a towel to wipe the little hairball, but it escaped, jumped to the top of the hanger on the side, and shook it all the way, making water everywhere.

Zhang Xiaocurly gritted his teeth angrily, and could only stare dryly.

One person and one beast had enough trouble, Zhang Xiaojuan took a towel to wipe her hair, and when she saw the change of clothes on the side, she was a little embarrassed. It is a pink skirt with a doll collar embellished with fine crystals, puff sleeves and puff skirt woven with powder blue flowers, and a powder blue bow belt.

It's a dress that little Lori wears, and it doesn't seem to suit her very well, and she doesn't like pink either. But her ill-fitting dress had been taken away by the servant woman halfway, and she couldn't be naked, could she? Zhang Xiaojuan put on the pink dress with a bitter face, and under the skirt was a pair of new white bottoms, a pair of pink stockings, and the edge of the socks was dotted with a circle of white lace.

It's not her favorite style, and the whole process of dressing is nothing short of torture. Finally, she put on her little red leather boots, which were just the right size.

I feel like a pink doll in a shop window.

The little furball seemed to froze, and the gray eyes flashed, whining at her.

"Don't tell me you think you look good!"

The little furball jumped lightly onto her shoulder and licked her face.

"Little fool!" the tone was very affectionate.

When Zhang Xiaojuan appeared awkwardly in front of Joseph, the eyes of the strict old butler flashed for a moment, and he saw that the little girl in front of him had fair and tender skin, curly hair, watery and shiny black eyes, a small mouth, and facial features that were really similar to Malloro's childhood.

Joseph looked very happy and smiled gently: "Miss Xiaojuan is very beautiful! This dress suits you very well!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Xiaojuan politely thanked him.

"The skirt is a little longer, you will wear it first, and to-morrow I will ask Mrs. Lacey to make some new clothes for you." ”

Zhang Xiaojuan was flattered and very grateful for Joseph's kindness, but she was not a person who could benefit from others with peace of mind, and she felt that self-reliance and keeping a distance was the life she wanted.

"Don't bother Mr. Clooney, I'm just staying here temporarily, uh... To be exact, I am renting Mr. Lamorales's house temporarily, so I don't have to bother, I will find a way to solve the clothes and meals myself. ”

A trace of surprise flashed in Joseph's eyes, followed by heartache, he was so independent at such a young age, and he must have suffered a lot, hey, Master Malloro owes her too much.