Vincent had typical slanted eyes, which were gorgeous. Besides, he had prominent brow bones and thick eyelashes, and his eyes became darker and sharper with his brows knitted. People would feel pressured under his gaze.
He looked icy and distant, radiating a frightening aura. However, Emily wasn't afraid of him, because he was a good guy and had saved her twice.
"What...?" She touched her itchy neck.
Vincent looked down at her and said in a low voice, "You smell good."
Emily lowered her head and sniffed, "It's the smell of shampoo. If you like it, I can give you one."
This was the first time someone had given Vincent a shampoo as a gift.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Alright."
Eliot's worried voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Emily, are you alright?"
Then the light was turned on and the room lit up. Emily hastily stood up and walked back to the room. "Eliot, I'm here...."
She was looking for an excuse to explain why Vincent was in her room.
