Before long, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom, accompanied by Eva Miller’s random humming.
"Are you done yet?" He knocked on the bathroom door twice, sounding a bit impatient.
Previously, she had spent an hour bathing, and now she’s been in there for another forty minutes.
Getting no response from Eva Miller, Luke Land simply pushed open the door and wheeled himself in.
"Why did you come in?"
"If I hadn’t, were you planning to bathe all night?"
"I just wanted to get clean..." Eva Miller pouted, muttering under her breath.
Clean for him to use?
This woman was truly drunk.
Luke Land stretched out his arm, turned off the shower, and stood up, grabbing a towel nearby to dry her off.
After a bath, Eva Miller sobered up a little from the alcohol.
"Should I... should I help you restore your memory of that night?"
At least she knows.
"But..." Eva Miller gazed at his legs for a long time, "how can we do it with you like this?"
"Just be a little proactive."
Wasn’t she pretty proactive that night?
"How should I be proactive..." Eva Miller muttered with a pout.
"You on top, me below, you just need to sit down."
"..."
Eva Miller’s mind still had a bit of reason. Fine, sit then, doing it to help him recover his memory...
Eva Miller naively felt sympathy for Luke Land’s situation in her heart, unaware that she was about to be devoured thoroughly by this cunning and sly man once again.
She squatted down and reached for his robe’s belt, but the wheelchair was a bit cumbersome, so Luke Land simply ditched the wheelchair, sat directly on the dressing stool in the bathroom, supporting himself on both sides.
"Come here." He commanded the woman standing by.
Even though she was braver while drunk, Eva Miller still felt anxious inside; was she... really going to do this?
"What, are you regretting helping me get back my memory?"
When Luke Land said this line, he really wanted to laugh. Why would this woman believe his ’complete nonsense’? But the thought of successfully deceiving her made him obviously happy.
Eva Miller shut her eyes, steeled herself, and approached Luke Land.
"I... I’m a bit scared..." she confessed truthfully.
Scared? What was she scared of; it wasn’t the first time.
She stood in front of him, contemplating for a long time until finally... she straddled his legs.
But...
"Could you move a little?" Luke Land spoke up to remind her, what’s the deal with just sitting?
Eva Miller only felt her body softening, a tingling, swelling sensation below reaching deep inside her...
Helpless, Luke Land shook his head, holding her waist to guide her.
...
The strength in his arms was astonishing; even while below, he still controlled the entire situation.
"Luke Land, I can’t take anymore..." Eva Miller clutched his shoulders, burying her head on them, entirely drained of strength.
"I’m not done enjoying myself, and you’re ready to stop, hmm?" His deep, husky voice sounded in her ear, scaring her into shaking her head.
"Please let me go, I..." Eva Miller felt pain all over, both physically and in her head, "I helped you find your memory with good intentions, you don’t have to treat me like this..."