Deewa felt a sudden chill in her heart, sensing that this guy was a pervert, a madman. At first, she had been somewhat playful, but now she began to worry about her own personal safety.
For her own security, Deewa played along, saying, "Auntie is so beautiful, naturally lovely. Even without makeup, no matter how much I dress up, I could never compare to her."
"At least you have some self-awareness, you slut."
David was clearly very pleased to hear this. After a moment's thought, he said, "Don't put on any makeup tonight either, you hear me?!"
Deewa nodded obediently. Seeing that David's mood had improved and he was starting to act normal again, she couldn't help but tease him, "You're so fierce, you scared me. Are you that fierce with your mother too?"
"Of course not. My mom isn't fierce either. She's a very gentle woman."
David spoke as if reminiscing.
