When he opened his eyes again, his nose was filled with a strong smell of fragrant powder, which made him cough. The smell was soft, completely different from the smell of cigarettes and instant noodles in his gaming room, and it made him feel uncomfortable all over.
"Miss! Are you awake? Stop moving! The auspicious time is coming soon, and it will be too late if you delay any longer!" A sharp female voice rang in his ears, and then a pair of rough hands pressed down on his arm with considerable force.
Shen Bianyun frowned and opened his eyes. What he saw was a bright red - the corners of the red hijab, red embroidered shoes, and the heavy red wedding dress he was wearing, which was also embroidered with densely packed gold threads. It was so tacky.
He was confused, completely confused.
