Outside the rain fell heavily, the howls and groans of the cold wind shuttled between the gaps in the creaking woods. "Let me see your wedding dress." Ning Ning took the red dress embroidered with golden feathers from Tang Shun's hand. The wedding dress with Xu-style elements was different from the traditional dress in his mind. He didn't know if it was his illusion but Ning Ning seemed to look at him with traces of pity and camaraderie.
"....."
Tang Shun's eyes twitched and if it wasn't for the restrictions of the game, he would have wanted to tear up this dress and feed it to the dogs. Ning Ning reached out to measure the waist and looked pointedly at him, her limpid green eyes wandering around his body for a second before she shook her head, "You can only force it."
