Infront of the sink, Cherry looked in front of the mirror. Her face and neck were red, and her breasts were slightly swollen.
Her body was sluggish and weak for some unknown reason. Gilbert had told her she was too sensitive.
Before, just hearing people talk about kissing and having sex would make her face flush with embarrassment.
And now that she had been with Gilbert under the same roof for over a month, he just kissed her and...
Cherry's cheeks heated again at the thought, so she washed herself to reduce the heat she was feeling.
After drying her face with a clean towel, she left the bathroom. She didn't expect to find Gilbert sitting on the sofa, his legs crossed and his appearance once again looking relaxed in his suit and tie.
"W-Why are you still here?" she asked the man in surprise.
"Am I disturbing you?" he asked back with a frown.
"N-No, it's just that it's a bit late."
"I'm starving."
"Well, you don't eat if you're hungry."
