"Why are you late?"
Saral asked when he saw our faces after waiting in front of the hall for a long time. I didn't dare to look directly, and I didn't know how to answer. I want to say, yes, yes, yes, yes, we're in the bathroom until the date time is over, which is OK, but let Indor answer.
"On a business trip."
"Yes, they say yes, yes, yes."
That excuse didn't help, Saral knew at once, and narrowed his eyes and stared at his face in a very disgusted tone. When Indon looked at Saral, my face suddenly warmed up.
"You are a young woman, why are you so outspoken?"
Do you care, huh. . . Or repeat it?
"Why are you absent from class? Can't you come back after your meal? I'm starving to death."
No, I stopped talking, so I put my face on Inn's back. Inn also wore her eyes green and didn't
