March passed steadily, and April arrived in the blink of an eye. Holly and Leo's wedding was drawing near.
The long-prepared wedding was approaching its end.
Holly sat on a bench in the villa garden, watching the sunlight gradually set, and suddenly felt a wave of emotion: The sunlight outside passes in a flash, while the shadow of flowers move before the seats.
Time truly flies.
"Tired?"
Leo circled around behind Holly, massaging her shoulders softly as he spoke.
Today they had been busy at the villa all day, and everything inside was already set up, just waiting for the wedding to arrive.
"A bit."
Holly yawned, feeling not only a bit tired but also a bit sleepy.
"How about we go for steak tonight?"
Leo continued to massage Holly's shoulders while seeking her opinion.
Western food certainly carries a romantic sentiment.
The atmosphere is great.
"Sure."
Holly smiled warmly, her eyes filled with cheer.
It had been quite a while since she last had Western cuisine.
