"How was it?"
Carrie Thomas asked with a grin.
Her eyes were crescent-shaped as they smiled, and the glow of the setting sun made her face appear somewhat blurred but breathtakingly beautiful.
Harrison Clark stared at her blankly.
After a long while, Harrison nodded heavily and said, "It was good, a unique and beautiful dream."
"Do you feel better now?"
Carrie Thomas stood up and sat across from him, asking.
Looking at her so close, he could smell the faint fragrance coming from her body, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
He turned his face away, not daring to look at her anymore, and muttered, "Yes, I feel better now, thank you."
"Why are you thanking me? Didn't you teach me all this?"
Carrie rolled her eyes and continued to watch him with a cheerful look.
Harrison felt his face turning red.
It wasn't shyness, it was embarrassment.
That sentence might be reasonable for Carrie, but it sounded very harsh to him.
