"Lips."
"No!!! I'll keep searching!" Ye Anran shook her head resolutely, bent down, and continued scouring through posts.
Bo Jinyu looked at her, his thin lips curling up with a faint trace of a smile, and in his eyes, not without a hint of regret...
...
In the end, the internet is full of talented individuals, and countless others who are simply bored; the ideas were all over the place.
In the end, many stunning young ladies threw out full-body selfies of themselves to promote their candidacy for the position.
And as soon as this trend started, it instantly triggered a flood of beautiful girls sharing their selfies.
Ye Anran, upon seeing this, was so... amused that she laughed.
She raised her head to look at Bo Jinyu, her bright eyes filled with playful jealousy: "Choose, just choose. Whichever one is good, I'll fill your harem for you! Don't say that I, the Formal Palace Lady, am petty and unwilling to broaden your harem for you!"
