At the same time, in the Golden City, Natalia was slumped on the sofa with her long legs crossed. She took some fruit from the fruit bowl beside her while staring intently at the special device on the wall in front of her that could be used to watch performances remotely.

The past few months in Golden City can be said to be the most comfortable time for her in recent times.

She didn't need to worry about her safety, the high priest was not around, and no one else could or dared to control her. She could stay at home as long as she wanted, and her life was very uneasy.

Suddenly, Natalia's hands felt empty. She reached out to the fruit plate to feel for the fruit but didn't touch anything. She felt around a few more times in disbelief, then turned her head to take another look, and finally confirmed that she had eaten all the fruit in the plate.

Natalia sighed and lazily shouted to the room behind:

"Ayesha, help me wash some more fruit in the cooler."

"Won't you go by yourself?"

Inside the room, Ayesha, who was trying to digest the potion through meditation, replied in a somewhat resentful tone.

"Oh! Just help mom wash some! Mom doesn't want to move. I promise, this is the last time. Next time I want to eat, I will wash it myself."

Natalia collapsed on the sofa, staring at the device on the wall for watching performances remotely, and acted coquettishly to her daughter without blushing or beating her heart.

"You said the same thing last time, and the time before that, and the time before that. Every time you said it was the last time, but you ordered me around every time."

"Mom promises, this is really the last time. Good Ayesha, please help Mom!"

Listening to her mother's pitiful words, Ayesha was helpless. She knew that if she didn't go, her mother would keep nagging her.

She had no choice but to put on her slippers and walked out of the room with a sullen look on her face.

On the way to the refrigerator with the fruit plate, Ayesha turned around and looked at Natalia, who was lying on the sofa watching the performance with relish, and said in a serious tone:

"This is really the last time!"

Natalia waved her hand without looking back, indicating that she understood.

Looking at her mother who had completely become a social outcast, Ayesha sighed again, turned around and walked towards the cold storage cabinet in a depressed mood.

After a while, Ayesha took out the last bit of fruit from the refrigerator, washed it, and brought it to her mother and put it down heavily.

Hearing the sound, Natalia took the time to look back and immediately frowned:

"Why are you only washing so little?"

"No more! You've eaten it all." Ayesha said unhappily.

"How come it's so fast! I remember I bought a lot before?" Natalia muttered softly.

Ayesha couldn't help but rolled her eyes at her mother:

"With the way you eat, Mom, no matter how much I buy, it won't be enough."

"Look at you, do you ever stop eating all day? It's either fruit or snacks."

"You didn't even bother opening the windows to let in some fresh air during the day, and you didn't even bother cleaning up after eating. You've turned a perfectly good living room into a pigsty."

"How do you look like your mother now?"

Natalia turned her head to glance at Ayesha's slightly bulging chest, then looked down at her own towering white breasts that were about to burst through her clothes, and muttered softly:

"Don't I look like my mother?"

Ayesha: "..."

Ayesha was furious and was about to scold her mother again, but Natalia spoke before she could.

"My dear Ayesha, please help your mother buy some more fruit downstairs."

"Is that alright~"

"No!" Aisha turned her head away.

"Can you bear to see your mother starve?" Seeing Ayesha's refusal, Natalia played the emotional card.

It would have been fine if she hadn't said this, but once she said this, Ayesha became even angrier:

"When did I ever starve you? When did I ever not cook your portion?"

"You are so good, you always need me to call you to eat."

Natalia also realized that she had said the wrong thing, felt a little guilty, and smiled awkwardly.

Seeing her mother like this, Ayesha persuaded her earnestly and earnestly:

"Mom can't go on like this. Look how much weight you've gained in the past two months."

"If you continue like this, you will become a fat man sooner or later. Do you want to see yourself become fat?"

"Aren't you worried that after you become a fat man, you'll see that remnant of the night again and that he'll despise you?"

"He dares!" Natalia suddenly sat up straight on the sofa, a dangerous look on her face.

"Oh, wait until you become a big fat man, and see if he will despise you. By then, this remnant of the dark night may turn around and run away after seeing you." Ayesha chuckled lightly.

"Don't call me 'Uncle', it's not polite. Call me uncle!" Natalia corrected with a dissatisfied look.

After saying this, she looked down at her still well-proportioned body, reached out and pinched her still fat-free waist, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she didn't gain much weight. Ayesha was really something. She scared herself.

After realizing it was a false alarm, Natalia lay back on the sofa and turned the topic back to the fruit:

"My dear Ayesha, my dear daughter, please help your mother buy some fruit downstairs."

"You won't get fat by eating fruits!" After saying that, Ayesha showed a pitiful look.

Looking at the mother in front of her who was acting coquettishly and cutely to her daughter, Ayesha was at her wit's end. She kept praying in her heart, hoping that the high priest would come back as soon as possible.

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