The first person to see Curtis in this outfit was a female makeup artist. After being in the industry for more than ten years, she'd seen countless models, but never one that shocked her with just one look.
She was instantly certain that this man would be the most famous model she'd ever seen.
"Ke Di, right? I'm your makeup artist. Please sit." The makeup artist showed him to the dressing table.
Curtis quietly did as the makeup artist said. When she got closer, he discreetly furrowed his eyebrows.
There was that weird smell again. It hadn't been mixed with sweat, so it smelled nice after he took a rough whiff. However, he instantly picked up the pungent smell again.
Why do the females here always make their bodies emit weird smells? he thought.
What was even more confusing to him was that, although the females of this world were beautiful, there were too many aged females, like the one in front of him.
