This scene completely confused Zhao Chunguang. This person seemed to have some mental problems. Otherwise, how could he be unable to speak clearly and become like this now?

After adjusting his breathing, Zhao Chunguang made himself feel as calm as possible and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I'm just curious about the smell on you, can you tell me what it smells like

Is it?"

But the man was even more nervous than before, just like Zhao Chunguang was about to kill him, and shouted incoherently, "I have nothing, nothing, don't hit me, don't hit me..."

And he also squatted on the ground, like a madman, and had no idea what to do.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Chunguang was sure that this person must have been severely stimulated, and this stimulation was very likely to be related to the smell on his body. After hesitating, Zhao Chunguang glanced behind him, there was no one, so this

Once he used his internal strength and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, can I take you away? I can protect you!"

The man's movements stopped and he looked up at Zhao Chunguang. The fear in his eyes was slowly decreasing. It took him a long time to return to normal and murmured, "Okay!"

Zhao Chunguang waved, and the man stood up and walked to his side.

At this time, Zhao Chunguang also looked at the person carefully. He was probably in his forties. Although he was in his mental state, his whole body was very clean.

"Let's go!" In order to avoid being stimulated by this person again, Zhao Chunguang did not touch him and maintained a delicate balance.

They walked very slowly, and it was not until outside the mall that the men felt a little uncomfortable, especially when they saw so many traffic flows, they seemed to be very irritable.

"It's okay, I'll take you to a safe place." Zhao Chunguang kept his tone as calm as possible and said softly.

The man nodded, as if he had established trust in Zhao Chunguang.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief after returning to Zhao Chunguang's room. Although he didn't do anything along the way, he felt very tired now, which was such an internal force.

Control, it seems that you will need to practice more in the future.

The man looked at the room in confusion. It was a VIP room, so it was very quiet. He sucked his nose twice, suddenly rushed to the bathroom, throwing all the prepared shampoo, shower gel and other things into the trash can.

I still seemed to be a little disgusted, so I actually tied my mouth with it.

Then I walked around the room and saw no smell. Then I ran to the bathroom again and washed my hands repeatedly.

This series of strange actions surprised Zhao Chunguang and asked softly, "Do you don't like that smell?"

The man nodded, pointed to the window and smiled. Zhao Chunguang looked along, and there were just a few pots of flowers over there.

"Do you mean you like the taste of flowers?" Zhao Chunguang asked again in confusion.

The man smiled and walked to the edge of the pots of flowers, took a deep breath, and showed a satisfied expression.

This is a strange person. Thinking about the smell on him, is it related to these?

To be honest, this person's behavior is hard to think that he has such a good taste, and it is different from the unique fragrance of those young girls. Think about an uncle in his forties, even those

Successful people have very clean bodies and may not smell any. If so, they will also taste the same as those perfumes.

But this person was completely different. If Zhao Chunguang hadn't been determined repeatedly, he would have even felt that he would have been perverted.

"What are you doing in the mall?" Zhao Chunguang wanted to have an in-depth understanding. He always felt that the weird guy in front of him might have a huge secret.

The man frowned, then sighed softly, took out a few small bottles, placed them on the table, and pointed to the direction of the mall.

Zhao Chunguang walked over. The small bottles were of different sizes and shapes, but they were washed very clean, with liquids of various colors inside, exuding a pleasant smell.

Now Zhao Chunguang finally understood that it was not this guy who had a special smell, but the fragrance of these small bottles. After looking at his movements and looking at these small bottles, Zhao Chunguang roughly guessed it.

"Are you planning to sell it?" he asked as he looked at the weirdo and guessed.

The man nodded heavily, with a proud look on his face and said hoarsely, "They smell bad. This is good."

Zhao Chunguang smiled bitterly. Compared to the smell of these bottles, the mall really couldn't smell them anymore. The most important thing is that this smell is very special. Even if it was taken out for a while, the whole room was filled with these faint fragrances.

, and this smell seems to change with the change of emotions and the sense of smell.

How to say it, when Zhao Chunguang was chasing this person, he always smelled the smell. At that time, he felt that he was particularly attractive and wanted to explore what was going on. The curiosity was infinitely amplified.

It's right.

But now in the room, the feeling is more sympathetic, and my heart is also stable, just like this kind of thing can adjust a person's mood.

Zhao Chunguang looked at the small bottles again and asked softly, "How much does one cost?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then a surprise appeared in his eyes, "Ten dollars, ten dollars!"

"Ten dollars?" Zhao Chunguang looked at the man in disbelief. If he hadn't been particularly confident in his sense of smell, he would even suspect that he had encountered a liar.

Just as perfume of this level is currently in stores of big brands, it is probably a small bottle of about 10ml, which costs several thousand yuan, but it only costs ten yuan.

"How much have you sold?" Zhao Chunguang hesitated for a moment and then asked.

The man's face looked a little ugly, and he said vaguely, "No, I haven't sold it."

His voice was already vague, and his head was lowered and embarrassed. If Zhao Chunguang hadn't paid special attention, he wouldn't have heard it clearly.

But this result is not surprising at all. The perfume that costs ten yuan per bottle is so pleasant to smell. I am afraid everyone will think this is a liar.

"But they gave me money, look..." As the man said that, he took out fifty dollars from his pocket, and showed pride on his face, "They asked me to go for a meal, but they didn't ask for this."

Zhao Chunguang felt sad. This person might not know that the fifty dollars might be the kind girl pitying him, not the affirmation of perfume.
Chapter completed!