A hint of surprise appeared in Jiang Yanshen's eyes. "What gift?"
Lin Qingqian didn't answer. She turned around and took out a small black box with English printed on it from her handbag and handed it to him.
Jiang Yanshen glanced at her and took the box with his well-defined fingers. He opened it unhurriedly and took out a transparent bottle.
"Perfume?"
Lin Qingqian nodded. "Your bottle is an old model. This is a new one. It has the same fragrance, but the final tone has been changed."
Seeing that Jiang Yanshen did not move, Lin Qingqian took the perfume and sprayed it on his wrist twice.
A faint fragrance assailed her nose, and Lin Qingqian was very happy.
"What is this smell?" Jiang Yanshen also smelled it. It smelled better than before.
Most importantly, she liked it.
"This is called ebony agarwood." Lin Qingqian looked up at him, her bright eyes shining. "Does it smell good?"
