Lena looked at the flower in front of her and then glanced at the surrounding scenery.
The scene that just flashed through my mind is here, and the protagonist inside is her.
So her first time with Mr. H was here?
Furrowing her brow, she lowered her head to try and recall some details, but the more she thought, the more her head ached.
She raised her hand wanting to massage her temples, but a pair of slender hands pressed against her temples and slowly began to rub.
Lena wanted to turn around, but the blindfold that covered her eyes fell on them again.
She sighed, "Is your body feeling better?"
"Um."
It seems it wasn't good yet, otherwise why would there be so little conversation.
She did not struggle and quietly waited for him to tie the cloth before turning around and asking, "H
