With the swaying light and shadow and the noisy sound, Han Yingying took a few deep breaths, trying hard to adapt to the exaggerated smoky makeup on her face and the modified cheongsam that could expose her top and bottom. Uncomfortably, she took small steps out of the somewhat smoky dressing room wearing 12cm high heels. The surrounding environment was very noisy, but Han Yingying could almost hear her own heartbeat.
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