Chapter 1529: Why Do You Smell So Good?

Chapter 1529: Chapter 1529: Why Do You Smell So Good?

On the bed lay Matthew Saxon, a man with long limbs, originally just fitting, but once Scarlett Yates climbed up, it became a bit crowded.

The two were pressed tightly against each other.

The moment Scarlett Yates pulled open the duvet and lay down, Matthew Saxon reached out to embrace her.

His firm yet slender arms wrapped around her waist, holding her tightly, bringing her into his embrace.

He carried a faint scent of musk mixed with a touch of bergamot aroma, the latter being fresh and warm, a scent full of vitality and vigor.

Scarlett Yates really liked the scent on him, and could even be said to be a bit enamored by it.

She nestled into Matthew Saxon’s embrace, stretched out her hand to hold him, resting her head on his chest, then took a deep breath and foolishly asked, "Matthew Saxon, why do you smell so nice?"

This scent was unlike anyone else’s.

Knox Simmons also smelled good, a kind of intense fragrance, coupled with his penchant for wearing pink clothes, making him seem like a butterfly lingering among flowers.

But the aura on Matthew Saxon was entirely different from Knox Simmons’s.

This difference was such that, even if she couldn’t see, she could distinguish who was who by the scent they carried.

She didn’t actually like men who always smelled fragrant, as it gave her a somewhat effeminate feeling.

But until now, she realized that she was prejudiced.

Because Matthew Saxon also had a pleasant scent, but not only did she not hate it, she liked it very much, was deeply enamored by his scent.

She also didn’t dislike the fragrant Knox Simmons.

After speaking, she took another deep breath, her expression somewhat intoxicated, murmuring softly, "It really smells nice."

Matthew Saxon chuckled softly, thinking her action of burying herself in his embrace and taking a breath was like a little puppy, he reached out to stroke her head: "Do you like this scent?"

Scarlett Yates nodded, "I like it."

"Do you only like this scent, or do you find it pleasant because you first liked the owner of this scent?"

She thought for a moment, and replied honestly, "First liked the owner."

This is called loving the house and its crow, liking him made everything about him feel good.

"Hmm, Scarlett is very honest, a good child who doesn’t lie." He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, as a reward.

Like his hands, his lips were cool, sticking to her forehead like a snowflake falling down.

Scarlett Yates held him even tighter.

Because she felt Matthew Saxon’s body was truly cold, very cold.

She sincerely hoped that time could stay in this moment forever.

At this moment, she felt very happy, very sweet, and very wonderful.

But she knew in her heart that all these happy and wonderful moments were transient, like fireworks blooming in the sky, no matter how beautiful, it was all just a fleeting moment.

"Scarlett, didn’t you want to tell me something just now? You can continue now." Matthew Saxon’s hand landed on her head, his fingers gently combing through her hair.

Besides her exceptionally beautiful eyes, Scarlett Yates’s biggest other merit was her beautiful hair.

She had a head of black, shiny, shoulder-length hair like satin, if it was for a shampoo commercial, there would be no need for special effects.

When touched, it felt like touching a soft and smooth satin, his fingers could pass through her strands without any hindrance.