Chromed golden skin, or some other bizarre skin colors, all sorts of eye-catching weird hairstyles and hair colors, exaggerated prosthetics... in short, the more eccentric, the better.
Compared to those people, Gloria and Lucy, who are relatively conventional, instead feel a bit invisible, but for Lin Miao, who appreciates past tastes, they are just right.
Gloria nervously wrung the hem of her skirt with her hands, her palms sweating.
"I'm... I'm embarrassed..."
Even though she was older, she seemed bashful and restrained in front of the other party.
Lin Miao looked at her, his eyes lit up.
"Where did you buy this outfit? It must have cost quite a bit, right?"
"I..." Gloria's heart tightened, and she quickly said, "If you don't like it, I'll return it right away."
Unlike Lucy, Gloria, due to various reasons, lowered her demeanor significantly in front of Lin Miao, not to mention in these high-end venues she had only heard of but never entered.
