Her fresh scent brushed past my nose, her hairs tingled my hairy cheeks and her right arm repeatedly touched my chest. From time to time, she would pull me closer in this crowd while trailing all the other guests with her wary eyes.
"Look straight ahead," I said, elbowing at her waist. We were inside the auction hall, dressed like rich youngsters.
"Do you really think this will work? Aren't we too high key?"
"Well, no. Pay attention to people's dresses as well. Everyone is in their best possible form, we would actually stick out if we didn't look like this."
With linked arms, we calmly proceeded to climb up the stairs while talking in low voices. Ling'er wasn't her usual self today. Her face had makeup so thick that she looked like some other girl instead.
