Unexpectedly, she stared straight at my lips, eyes flashing with curiosity, as if she had discovered a new continent, "Oh, Milo, why are your lips so red? They're almost the same color as Mrs. Richter's lipstick."
As she said that, she even compared it with Mrs. Richter, "Look, the color is so right!"
I was startled to hear her words and hurriedly wiped my lips.
Unexpectedly, Grace suddenly burst into laughter, "Look at how nervous you are. Just kidding!"
After saying that, she and Mrs. Richter exchanged glances and both burst into laughter.
These two women almost scared me to death.
It was really both funny and annoying.
During dinner, I gradually felt a little dizzy after a few glasses of wine.
I wanted to go home quickly, but Mrs. Richter kindly invited us to stay at her house.
I wanted to decline, but Grace said yes right away, as she had been wanting to try Mrs. Richter's luxurious bathtub.
Not long after, I fell into a deep sleep under the influence of alcohol.
I was gently awakened by Grace's tender voice the next morning.
Opening my eyes, the unfamiliar surroundings startled me for a moment before I realized where I was.