bayedsolid Chapter 568 Beauty and Violence
Chapter 568 Beauty and Violence
Chapter 568 Beauty and Violence
"hehe."
Irena chuckled and then stood up from her seat.
She has a very high authority at this conference table, so she can stand up from her seat and change her seat at will.
If this conference table is compared to a game, then it is an existence with administrator privileges.
It’s just not as high as Caesar’s.
Because Caesar had snatched the [Developer Rights] directly from the Cretaceous Witch, it was naturally a higher level.
But Fudan couldn't do it.
Her authority is the lowest level, which is [Player] authority.
Its range of movement was restricted and it could only stay on that chair.
She could only watch as Irena stood up.
As soon as she stood up, her height advantage became quite obvious.
It's not just talk that he is a head taller than Caesar, he is really that tall.
For some reason, the image she appeared in here was wearing a skirt.
This is an outfit she would never try before. Although it is just a simple black dress, it is also very refreshing.
It was a long black skirt, without any other decorations, just a simple skirt.
If I have to say anything, it is that the waist is designed with a corset, outlining a breathtaking curve.
The skirt was not long enough to even cover her ankles, and Irena thought the outfit was weird.
This was the clothes that Qiaoqiao bought for her before, and she had never worn it once.
No matter how much Qiaoqiao tried to persuade her, she just took the skirt and never wore it once.
Well, this kind of clothing is indeed very strange.
My lower body feels empty.
Even if the one here at this moment is not her real body, but her spiritual body or soul, a projection of her will, it will still feel very strange.
She still likes pants more. Such clothing is a bit too shameless. Although it is indeed very comfortable, it is something that can only be worn when alone!
Am I out of my mind to link in wearing this kind of clothes?
"Um......"
After just two steps, she felt a little strange.
Can't stand it.
"Sure enough, I am still not suitable for wearing skirts. Because I am really curious, it is not easy to try it normally, so I just try it here. I didn't expect that I still can't accept it."
She sighed and said so.
Turned around and spun in a circle.
As she spun, her skirt fluttered up instantly, drawing a black circle.
At that moment, something danced and something was revealed.
Um--
so shy.
Irena tightened her face, trying not to show any other emotions.
Do I have the charm of a woman?
Her ears were stretched straight and moved.
This is a sign that she is gathering information.
She really lacks confidence.
really.
That guy Qiaoqiao is just playing with himself.
asshole.
Never believe what she says next time.
I shouldn't wear a skirt.
So sorry.
"What do you think?"
She asked.
We weren't talking about serious matters, just simple small talk.
Just letting his former teammates see his new clothes or something.
See their opinions?
"Well, I think it would be better to change the color? After all, black is not the kind of color that makes the white look brighter, it will only lower the overall tone a little bit, right? But it still looks good."
Fudan gave a very pertinent evaluation.
Speaking of the color that makes your skin look brighter, green is probably the best.
Those who don’t believe it can try it.
When shopping for groceries, run your hand over the beans of various colors to compare them.
Among red beans, black beans, yellow beans and mung beans, green is the best for making your skin look whiter.
Irena is not the fair type, she is more inclined to the wild type with full of vitality.
Overall, the skin color should be wheat-colored.
Brutal and tense.
"I think black is fine, it doesn't have to be white."
Caesar gave a different opinion from Fudan.
"Wheat-colored skin looks good too, why should you go for white? Aesthetics can be diverse."
"Is that so?"
Irena was a little surprised.
"Are you kidding me, Caesar? It doesn't matter if you say it doesn't look good. After all, I'm not the type to wear skirts. I just wanted to try it."
She looked a little embarrassed.
"No? Why do you think so?"
Caesar shook his head.
"Irena is very beautiful and can look good in any style of clothes, so you can be bolder and wear a skirt."
Caesar encouraged.
"Just wear what you want to wear. It's enough if you think it looks good. Don't think too much about it."
Caesar could tell that it was Irena who wanted to give it a try.
But, is it out of shyness or some other emotion?
She doesn't seem very confident, so just encourage her at this time.
Besides, what Caesar just said was also the truth.
He really thought Irena looked good in this outfit.
"Is it enough if you think it looks good?" Irena repeated.
Suddenly, she smiled.
"it is good."
She nodded.
As long as you want to do it, just do it.
Do not be afraid.
He can even become the king of the orcs.
Why can't this kind of thing be done?
If you want something, grab it.
Even if it means biting or struggling, you must try.
Originally, she thought that if he didn't like it, she would force him to like it.
But looking at him like this, it’s not that I don’t like him.
That’s perfect, it saves a lot of trouble.
That's what he said.
Just do it.
It was you who broke the agreement first.
Don't expect me to give in just like that.
"But I'm not just saying this. I really don't think I'm suitable for wearing skirts. They're too weak and don't suit my temperament."
Irena shook her head.
The next moment, the clothes on her body turned into her usual casual clothes.
"Weak? Not really? It all depends on temperament. When I was studying history at Phoenix University of Magic, I saw that queens of many countries in history all wore skirts."
Caesar said so.
"But it does not affect their iron-blooded methods. Beauty and violence can coexist together."
"Does Caesar mean that I'm violent?"
Irena suddenly asked.
"Your angle of approach is really weird."
Caesar complained.
"What do you think, Fufu?"
As she spoke, she walked past Caesar and came around to Fudan's back, then put her arms around Fudan's neck and asked.
As she spoke, her face was very close to Fudan's.
Even though it was a projection of consciousness, Fudan inexplicably felt goosebumps.
More importantly, it is the feeling of guilt in my heart.