"Haha, I'm already using clichés at such a young age."
"Well, it's not a cliche, it's etiquette."
"That's okay, that's okay. You're good at talking."
The last sentence made Dai Yuan think about it...
The king ordered the old men to bring the princess-to-be to the apse hall to show off her talents.
Dai Yuan naturally followed there.
I don't know which way the king walked. When Dai Yuan and others arrived, the king was already sitting behind the gauze curtain.
"Go down." The king waved his hand.
"Yes, I'll take my leave." The old men still bowed at 90 degrees and stepped back to the door. Obviously, their mission in this year's election was completely completed.
"Little painter, it's your turn. I heard you are very crazy."
Dai Yuan couldn't see his real mask and always felt that it was unfathomable. But now that he was here and he had given orders, he was still a king after all, so he had to take one step at a time.
"I wonder what style His Majesty the King likes?"
"Avant-garde, bold, trendy, exaggerated... you name it." A voice came from the gauze curtain.
Wow, Dai Yuan thought to herself, this king should not be underestimated. He is quite talented as a director, but he must be a control over hidden rules.
These women, as long as he waved his hand, were all his bed toys, but it seemed that His Majesty the King found this kind of play uninteresting. After playing for so many years, no one could come up with any tricks.
I'm tired of doing the same moves over and over again.
Okay, Dai Yuan has roughly estimated what His Majesty the King wants, which is his essence, so let's have an underwear show.
In a short time, Dai Yuan knocked all the beauties upside down.
There was no needle and thread, no scissors, and no help from a knife. She just had to tear it with her hands and rely on ties to solve the problem.
For example, for the one wearing a tube top, Dai Yuan tore off half of the tube top. Except for the bust, the waist and buttocks are exposed. The straps behind the bust are tied so that they don't fall off. Don't be afraid if they fall off.
Maybe His Majesty the King likes it more. Dai Yuan thought mischievously. She felt like a lingerie fashion party.
Wouldn't it be more exciting if you add some exciting music?
The music came as soon as it came, and Dai Yuan turned around to see that this king knew how to express emotions.