Do not speak or look inappropriately.
Julius Reed is not a sleazy man; he once had no interest in women whatsoever.
Some things, there's no need to deliberately look at, after all, Gabriel Young's low-cut dress, as if afraid others won't see it.
As for whether she's wearing it or not...
"Do you know about the Night Rose?" Gabriel Young smoothly shifted the topic to the blade without any embarrassment.
But another hand subconsciously pulled her dress outward.
There was a slight blush at the tips of her ears.
Indeed, as long as one does not feel embarrassed, the only person who can be embarrassed is the other party.
Now, she felt like she's failed to steal the chicken and instead lost the rice.
"This thing has a unique scent. Most men who smell it will unconsciously experience a faster heartbeat, and the faster the blood flows, the faster they die." Julius Reed of course knew about it.
Who is he?
A living fossil, a walking library, a mobile encyclopedia.
