Shirin's little face flushed, and for a moment she didn't quite know what to do.
Seriously speaking, she wasn't that young anymore, already past thirty; back home in Senhai World, at her age she'd already be a grandma, so she really shouldn't be so green that one compliment makes her blush and her heart race.
And she wasn't some silly-sweet airhead type either; on the contrary, she was more the intellectual High Level Mature Lady kind. Self-taught, yes, but her learning was good enough to earn her multiple Doctor degrees from the Ape neighbors next door.
So in that mutated brain of hers, she should've instantly recognized that anyone who likes to praise people's looks is either a crook or a thief; smooth talkers are the least trustworthy kind.
But there was nothing she could do about it. She understood all the logic, yet she was just…happy. Uncontrollably happy. The joy in her heart was about to erupt like a volcano and spray out with full force, completely impossible to stop.
