My Prime Minister is so cute

Misabel came out again, holding something in her hand.

Bird took a closer look and saw that it was a triangular piece of black cloth, no bigger than a palm... To be more precise, it was two pieces. The cloth, which should have been one piece, had been cut out to minimize the thigh area, with a thin rope connecting the front and back parts...

It makes people doubt whether it can completely cover the part that should be protected...

Hey, hey, hey! Don't ask me to comment on this kind of thing!

Besides, you're already going inside to pick out your underwear, aren't you? Then just do it yourself! If you can't find the answer, ask the staff inside! What's the point of taking it outside and asking me? Then there's no point in me hiding outside.

Everyone around here is looking at me! They're all looking at me with strange expressions!

The editor-in-chief humbly asked, "Do you think it's cool enough? Does it arouse your most basic male impulses? Do you have the desire to rip it off? Do you..."

Bird: “…”

Asking him to comment on whether underwear is cool enough in public is really challenging his social bottom line.

But then again, the thought of the editor-in-chief wearing such underwear and then... ahem, stop.

"generally."

Bird gave his evaluation calmly.

If an ordinary man and woman were to go shopping for clothes, if the man gave an "average" evaluation, he would probably be looked down upon.

"As expected..." Misabel said with a look of astonishment, "I knew that with your talent in the world of Thrillers, Mr. Bird, underwear of this level would be unattractive."

Are you praising me? Are you really praising me?

“So I also took this!”

Misabel's eyes flashed, and she took out another piece of pink cloth from behind her.

Compared to the previous one, which doubted whether the area was large enough to cover it, this one simply does not cover it at all. The whole piece is made of translucent pink material, which makes the matter more obvious than it actually is. It can be said that it is better not to wear it at all.

What’s even more eye-catching is that, despite the fact that it’s so pretentious, there’s actually a crack in the middle of the fabric!!!

Not only visually, but physically I'm completely defenseless ahh ...

Just imagine the scene of Miss Editor wearing such underwear, and something will start to flow...

Bird covered his nostrils with his hands and said calmly, "Normally."

"Actually, this is not okay?"

Misabel's face was solemn, as if she had encountered a rare and powerful enemy: "Haha, it seems that the only one who can defeat Mr. Bird is you..."

As she said this, she slowly took out the last piece of white cloth from her pocket.

The triangle-shaped fabric looks ordinary, but the connection method has been changed to knotting. A pair of beautiful bows are tied at the waist, which not only plays a beautiful role, but also only requires a slight pull...

"impossible!"

Bird's pupils dilated, his face filled with disbelief: "This, this is actually?"

"That's right..." Misabelle smiled slightly, a proud look on her face, "This one was designed by you, Mr. Bird, yourself. It has lace-up style!!!"

Chapter 200 I will put it on myself...

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Seeing the lace-up bra, Bird looked incredulous. "I designed this not long ago. How could it be in a lingerie store? You must have cheated!"

"Nothing is impossible!"

Misabel clutched the lace-up bra in her small hands, dangling it in the air. "With the influence of Paradise in the lingerie industry, if they release a sexy enough bra, lingerie stores will immediately follow suit."

"Haha, all of this is thanks to you, Mr. Bird..."

"It's actually because of me?"

Bird seemed to have received a heavy blow: "It was me who defeated myself..."

But he immediately shook off his decadence and sneered, "But it's still just a little cleverness. If you use my things to defeat me, I won't be convinced..."

The two of them held an underwear tasting conference at the door.

Finally, it became unbearable to watch.

"Cough cough."

The saleswoman walked over to the two of them, coughed twice, and reminded them, "If you two really want to review something, why don't you buy it and try it on at home?"

Family members, who knows?

A young couple, without buying anything, was blocking the store entrance and acting crazy, preventing any customers from entering.

Really humble.

Bird: “…”

Realizing what he had done, he fell into a deep silence.

Misabel's expression remained calm as she turned to the clothing seller and said, "Please pack these three, and those, and those over there for me. Thank you."

Seeing that she finally bought something, the waiter immediately smiled and ran around beside her.

Bird continued to wait outside the door.

Time passed minute by minute. After waiting for about 30 minutes, the editor-in-chief came out of the lingerie store again, holding a cloth bag in her hand, which should be the packaged lingerie.

"Sorry for the wait, Mr. Bird."

Misabel handed the cloth bag to Bird and said with a smile, "Let's go to the next store."

Bird took the bag, nodded, then shook his head. "Wait a minute, is the next store going to be another lingerie store?"

"Of course."

Misabel said as if it was a matter of course, "It's necessary for work. I have to collect all the underwear on the market."

Bird: “…”

After that, they went to two more lingerie stores. To be more precise, Misabelle went to two more lingerie stores, so Bird had two more cloth bags in his hands - fortunately, they were lingerie, which was the lightest clothing. If he changed into other clothes, he would probably faint from exhaustion.

at last.

When she got to the fourth store, Misabel saw nothing.

"All right."

The editor-in-chief clapped her hands and said, "We've bought everything. Let's go home. This time, you'll have a great time..."

"Ah."

Bird nodded subconsciously, but then felt something was wrong.

Have fun, what do you mean by have fun?

At this time, Misabelle had already left in her high heels. Bird glanced at the counter on the panel and followed her.

This is the last hour, and we have to make up for it today no matter what.

A hero cannot run away from battle!

Following Misabel all the way back to the familiar stone house.

Entering the living room, the editor-in-chief first put the things on the coffee table aside, then took out all the underwear she had bought. Three large bags of underwear were placed on the table. At first glance, it looked like the sale of stolen underwear by a thief...

"Are you ready, Mr. Bird?"

Misabel said confidently, "Every one of these is a style I've carefully selected. I'm sure there's one that will make you sincerely say 'too cool'!"

Bird sat on the sofa and nodded slightly. "Oh, you actually want to challenge me? But my evaluation is very harsh. Are you ready?"

"I have confidence." Misabel said.

"Okay, come on then."

Bird nodded slightly.

Next comes the exciting evaluation session.

At first, things went smoothly. Many of the styles were rather ordinary, and I glanced at them and tossed them aside. They were of no reference value at all, and I guess they were just bought to make up the numbers. Occasionally, there were a few that stood out, and Bird only nodded slightly in praise.

Gradually, the number of underwear in the bag became smaller and smaller, and the quality began to improve.

"How about this one?"

Misabel took out a rare pair of leather underwear.

"Well, the material is indeed quite special, giving people a refreshing feeling."

Bird nodded, then shook his head. "But the design is still lacking. The material alone can't hold up. Besides, the leather bra is really uncomfortable to wear. There's absolutely no consideration for user experience, so points should be deducted... In short, it's just not impressive enough."

Bird denied them one by one.

When it comes to the last few items, it becomes difficult to judge the level of quality, but the picky Bird can still find one or two problems and then judge it as unqualified and not impressive enough.

"In short," Bird sneered, "all of them fail."

"call......."

Seeing this result, Misabel let out a sigh, revealing a solemn expression: "I didn't expect that so many sese underwear can't satisfy Mr. Bird's sese heart... You are worthy of being the God of Sese!"

Bird smiled lightly: "That's all."

Don't underestimate people in the 21st century! I've read more books than you have, and underwear like this is nothing... What's there to be proud of?

"But that's okay."

Misabel quickly regained her composure, a confident expression on her face: "I have a secret weapon!"

"A secret weapon."

Bird was stunned: "Have you taken out anything else?"

"Not really." Misabel denied, "All the underwear I bought is already here, and it has been rejected by you, Mr. Bird."

"So what's the secret weapon?"

Bird was immediately confused.

"The secret weapon I'm talking about isn't a specific style, but a secret weapon that can only be used when you get home!"

Misabel looked at the few pairs of underwear in front of her that she thought were the most embarrassing, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "So-called underwear, no matter how embarrassing the design is, it still has to be worn on a girl's body before it has any meaning to be evaluated..."

"Otherwise, no matter how well designed it is, it's just a piece of cloth. An object without a soul like this can't reach its full potential!"

Bird frowned: "What do you want to say?"

"simply put."

Misabelle blushed slightly. "Next, I'll put on these last few pairs of underwear myself and let you, Mr. Bird, evaluate them again..."

Chapter 201 The chocolate style doesn't match at all

After Misabel finished speaking, she carried the three cloth bags and walked away.

A moment later, there was a rustling sound coming from inside the bedroom door. Considering what she had just said about putting it on herself, one could not help but imagine that the girl in the room was taking off her only remaining protective armor.

Bird immediately gasped.

The person who comes here is not a good person.

He decisively took a look at the meeting timer in the system task.

[00: 59: 01]

It was still a full minute away from completion.

There was no choice but to stay.

It's not that he wants to see some lingerie show.

The main thing is that I've already persisted on this mission for 29 days. How can I give up halfway on this last day? The most important thing in life is to learn to see things through to the end, no matter what challenges lie ahead...

After convincing himself, Bird sat upright on the sofa, full of righteousness.

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened.

Misabelle walked out of the door slowly. Apart from the upper and lower protective armor, a large area of ​​snow-white and delicate skin was exposed, which was a feast for the eyes.

hiss--

Bird gasped.

Misabel did not use the top-level protective armor at the beginning.