After a long sleep, Estre Berrocal’s eyelids were a little heavy and she woke up to the sound of running watering out of the bathroom.


    He turned around and touched the ce where Adán Rouco had slept, still warm from the heat of his body, and the corners of his lips curved gently.


    It had been like a dream these past few days, and in fact it had haunted him all the way from The Holy City to Dublin.


    If it had been a retreating tortoise, I’m sure I wouldn’t have done such a crazy thing.


    Adán Rouco came out of the bathroom, his short hair hanging wet, less stern than usual, and a bit like a wolf dog.


    Estre Berrocal walked up to him, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him right on his handsome face.


    “A good morning kiss?”


    She blushed slightly, “… sort of.”


    “That’s too shallow.”


    He said, about to kiss her lips domineeringly, Estre Berrocal pushed and dodged, “Well…. I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”


    “Mrs. Rouco, I don’t care.”


    A long and ardent kiss.


    Estre Berrocal gasped slightly, ears burning, and rushed out of bed saying, “First I’m going to wash!”


    Adam Rouco’s thin lips curved, knowing she was shy, and he grabbed a towel and wiped his hair.


    Estre Berrocal washed up and saw that Adán Rouco had already changed his clothes.


    He mumbled, “You’re going to work so early?”.


    We haven’t had breakfast together yet …


    Hearing the stray in his tone, Adán Rouco smiled slightly and said, “Who said I’m going to work”.


    So, what was he doing dressed like that…?


    “I’m not seeing any coborators today, so get changed and let’s go out. He’s all yours for the day.”


    Estre Berrocal’s eyes lit up: “Really?”.


    “Mmm.”


    “Then I’m going to the bathroom to change now!”.


    Good thing I had picked up a few changes of clothes when I hade from the Holy City, the kind you can wear out.


    He was moving to enter the bathroom with his clothes when Adán Rouco’s eyes shed and a quick sh of white light shed before his eyes.


    He grabbed her little hand: “I can’t see, change here”.


    Besides, where had he not seen and touched her whole body?


    Estre Berrocal froze, and yes, he was blind now, so there was no point in him running to the bathroom to change.


    However, his deep gaze was embarrassing to look at …..


    Estre Berrocal blushed, said “yes” and quickly changed her clothes.


    During those brief minutes, Adam Rouco made several movements to open and close his eyes, and it seemed to him that there was a small white light in front of his eyes, and a very thin, white, blurry figure.N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    Lately, although he had been busy with his work, he had been undergoing intermittent treatment for his eyes and had been taking his medication.


    He had been blind for some time.


    But it was the first time that a white light asionally appeared like this.


    Soon Estre Berrocal changed: “Let’s go!”.


    Adán Rouco replied: “Come on, let’s have breakfast first”.


    “Yes, I’ve heard that breakfasts with love are especially good, let’s try er.”


    Estre Berrocal took Adán Rouco’s arm and they left the room together.


    When they reached the dining room, they sat across from each other.


    Adán Rouco asked, “What’s on the te?”.


    “Sausages, bacon, ck pudding, white pudding, potatoes, eggs, sultana bread …. What do you want?”


    “Bread.


    Estre Berrocal took a slice of sultana bread and held it up to Adán Rouco’s mouth.


    The man obediently opened his mouth and took a bite.


    “How does it taste?”


    “Not bad.”


    Estre Berrocal stared at the sultana bread and murmured, “Then I’ll try it too.”


    Unlike Adam Rouco, she had no problem with cleanliness, especially since they had kissed so many times and were already immune to eating a piece of each other’s bread.


    He went straight for the piece of bread that Adán Rouco had eaten and took a bite.


    He cut a piece of sausage to taste and it was surprisingly good, “Mmm! This Irish sausage is very well grilled”.


    He cut another piece and put it in Adán Rouco’s mouth.


    Throughout breakfast, Adam BOSS ate whatever his wife fed him, and was especially obedient.


    …


    After breakfast, they went for a walk in the surrounding area.


    Estre Berrocal, taking into ount Adán Rouco’s blindness, suggested that he take a camera. On the way, Estre Berrocal fiddled with the camera she had just bought and did not have time to pay attention to Adán Rouco.


    “Mrs. Rouco, today I have been with you all day and now you leave me hanging, don’t you?”.


    Not as important as your camera, right?


    Estre Berrocal continued fiddling with the camera, cooing, “It’s a littleplicated, I’m not familiar with it yet, you can’t see, I want to take pictures of all the ces we’ve been so you can see them when you get your sight back.”


    Adán Rouco took her in his arms, kissed her forehead and said: “I cane back to youter when I have recovered.


    Estre Berrocal was so engrossed with her camera that she only gave a distracted “yes”.


    Adán Rouco sighed slightly, as he seemed to have been left out of Ms. Rouco’s ns.


    After a day touring the sights, Adán Rouco didn’t find it very interesting, after all, he had never had much fun with them.


    Estre Berrocal was having fun, ying with her new camera, and he kept hearing her click the shutter.


    Lunch was at a small local restaurant, which was very good, but not too good.


    By the end of the afternoon, Estre Berrocal’s legs were aching and she and Adán Rouco were resting on a deck chair in the za.


    Estre Berrocal looked at the photos on her camera and felt very pleased with herself, “Hey…. you can’t beat the view and the food.”


    “What about me, can they let me down?”


    The man standing next to him, coldly appeared with thisment.


    Estre Berrocal said dryly, “Of course I can’t let you down. I took a lot of pictures of you too, only you can’t see them, so I only took a picture of you from the back, with the sunset, it’s especially beautiful!”


    “I’ve been doing boring stuff with you all day, how do you n to repay me?”


    “What are your hobbies, Mr. Adam, other than making money? Reading financial reports and studying don’t count.


    The man returned in a low voice： “You.”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal covered her face with her hands, the corners of her lips hiding a sweet smile.


    Adam Rouco pressed his head sideways against her ear and teased, “I’d rather y with you in bed than go out with you.”


    The face, sessfully red.


    Estre Berrocal clenched her fist and punched him a couple of times: “Fuck…”.


    Adán Rouco grabbed his fist, “Okay, hungry, go have dinner, then I’ll take you somewhere”.


    “Where to?”


    “You’ll know it when you get there.”


    The dinner was a botched affair, and Estre Berrocal was especially curious as Adán Rouco put her in the car, asking questions along the way.


    “Where the hell are you going? Mysteriously and without telling me anything.”


    Adán Rouco said directly to the driver in English: “To the Chinese embassy in Irnd”.


    Estre Berrocal froze: “Why are we going to the embassy?


    Adán Rouco’s thin lips curved: “Secret”.


    The man’srge hand touched the small velvet box in his pocket …


    Something, it was time to do.