Gabriel Moore laughed, "It smells wonderful!"
Cynthia Morgan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really?"
"Then next time I'll try another scent. You can smell it and see if it's nice, okay?"
Cynthia Morgan noticed the stubble on his face and said, "Let me shave for you!"
Gabriel Moore nodded, and after Cynthia Morgan entered the bathroom, he half-closed his eyes and looked at "Vivian Morgan's" back.
Vivian Morgan wouldn't be so enthusiastic, let alone wear perfume?
Would she even shave stubble?
They're not from the same era; how would she know anything about shaving?
Perhaps she doesn't even know what a razor looks like, or even the existence of perfume?
Although Gabriel Moore was suspicious, he still wanted to see what the other party intended to do.
After "Vivian Morgan" came out, Gabriel Moore regained a doting expression, looking intently at her.
Cynthia Morgan blushed, softly asking, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
