Yuehua wanted to take him away by force, but Daiyuan felt that this was not feasible. Luota's temper was not the kind of person who could be taken away by force. If he didn't realize it himself, he would not be able to get out of the world he was addicted to.
"His original occupation was an embalmer, not a makeup artist..." Ruhua accidentally revealed the secret!
Dai Yuan already had an idea in her mind.
She asked Yuehua and Ruhua to carry her, while she pretended to be a corpse and let him put on makeup... Maybe this could stimulate his inner world. If he is willing to leave, he will definitely leave. If he wants to stay,
There is no way...
"Your Highness Princess, this..." Yue Hua hesitated. He had no problem with Dai Yuan dressing up as a man, but pretending to be a dead body means that she is also the princess of the Yue Clan... This is unacceptable.
"Okay, it's decided. Time waits for no one. We have been delayed here for too long." Dai Yuan finally decided.
Yuehua and Ruhua just have to obey her words.
Dai Yuan tore her clothes to pieces, wiped all the makeup on her face, and her hair was naturally as messy as dead grass. It looked like she was a woman who died suddenly...
Being bullied, or dying because of something that couldn't be figured out...
In a hurry, there was no time to find more props. With this, all the results depended on God's will.
Fortunately, Yuehua found two crutches and made them into a stretcher. Ruhua and he each carried one end, and the two of them looked sad as they carried the stretcher towards the catwalk.
Dai Yuan was lying on the stretcher, one hand hanging down weakly, her eyes tightly closed, not even daring to breathe for fear of being injured...
Everyone looked at the stretcher and the people on the stretcher strangely...I don't know what happened...
Seeing the corpse, Luota became even more excited. Originally, he was good at putting makeup on the dead, not the living. He jumped off the catwalk and came to the stretcher.
Yuehua and Ruhua put down the stretcher... Luota didn't seem to pay attention to them. He looked towards the people on the stretcher...
That pale and thin face, those messy hair, that still warm body temperature, those tightly closed eyes, those eyebrows like distant mountains, and those soft lips like red tassels...