The king adjusted his stance. He planned to tell a dusty royal story while wiping.
Dai Yuan had already pricked up her ears and wanted to know what wonderful stories there were in it. Maybe they could be written into the secret history of the Royal Family of the Dream Kingdom in the future.
"After I tell the story, you must agree to a condition." The king added a condition.
Dai Yuan subconsciously hugged her breasts.
"You, where did you want to go?" This action made Uncle King embarrassed. Could it be that he really looked like a gangster.
"Oh, no, it's okay if it's not." Dai Yuan slowly lowered her arms and her heart relaxed.
"But it's a bit close." Uncle King added again.
"Ah, you." Dai Yuan crossed her arms. Under her clear face, there might be a very vulgar heart hidden under her face.
"I just meant to be close, not that." The king was misunderstood again, but it was difficult to explain.
"Then what exactly do you want me to promise you?" Dai Yuan thought it would be better to ask in this way. If the conditions are not good, you can return it. Anyway, we haven't heard his story yet.
"Examination." The king only said two words, but it contained everything.
"Examination, body examination? I'm not your concubine." Dai Yuan said.
"The little painter's mind is very active and he is too good at associating. This is not the kind of experience you think." Uncle King was embarrassed again. He didn't know whether it was because his language organization was inappropriate or because the other party's cerebellum was developed and he was too good at associating.
"Then what kind of physical examination is there?" Dai Yuan hugged herself tightly, she didn't want to be eaten by others.
"That's right, I want to see a certain part of your body." The king said carefully. He thought that this time, he couldn't misunderstand again. I already understood it very clearly.
"Ah, you, you are such a gangster." Dai Yuanxiang took a few steps back, holding her chest with one arm, and blocking her lower body with one hand, which was the only entrance to the quiet place in the jungle...
"Not these two places?" Uncle King further explained.
Dai Yuan still stared at Uncle King with puzzled eyes and unyielding vigilance.
The king stretched out a finger, pointed to the secluded part of the jungle, and then turned it in a circle in the air.
Ah, no, he is a chrysanthemum addict. Dai Yuan thought, she might as well run away as soon as possible.
Don't let him burst a daisy that hasn't grown up yet.