Although he knew something was wrong, he came anyway. He is a servant and can't go against his master's wishes. When he looked up and looked into his eyes, he patted his hand gently.
"Sit next to me, sit on the floor."
"I dare not."
"We are friends, don't be too polite. In fact, we are also friends. I have always called you Sister Revat, and I am as close as a brother several times, so it will be very polite."
He kept talking, as if glad that he had a short time by his side, his eyes motionless, hiding the meaning of not believing Suvarre, he seemed too nervous, and he was also keen to please him.
"Come on, brother Reewat, sit next to Varunla's sister, who you can call, only brother Reewat is your friend, come on, don't be too polite."
This is really strange. . . Is your friend tryin
