So I walked up to him.
"Why do you follow me? There are many other ways, why don't you go?"
"I don't think I'm going to pass."
"It's so high, you can see it."
When I complained, Inde started.
"Who knew I was so short? Seeing that I could get through it, I followed."
I even glared at him.
His name is not short. His name is small and portable!
Yes, in this country, although born as cute and handsome as other people, my height is not suitable at all, which is out of proportion to my growth. My height is only 170. In fact, I am not that short. This is the standard for Thai men, but Indon is taller than the local standard.
"Be quiet, I still have a lot in my mouth," I said, tilting my neck and looking at his forehead. "Let me see if he is bleeding. I just gave him a hard blow."
When I
