Baby, what are you doing? - He stopped, not understanding the reason for such a sudden coldness.

Irina turned around sharply, and Sergey noticed the resentment flickering in her eyes.

"You could have warned me," she muttered. - I looked stupid. And I felt stupid too.

- Irin, don't be so self-critical. You looked decent. I know my parents. Believe me, they liked you. Especially for my mother, - Sergey touched her shoulder and ran his index finger down to the brush. “Do you want me to tell you in confidence what she asked for?”

- About what? - Irina quickly forgot the insult and waited with curiosity for an...