Now that I am over 18 years of age. I'm driving motorcycles to school. Have a friend ride with my 1. motorcycle oil. I go toGas pumps with the King, the branch dividing patot come together while I'm going to refuel. I see one that looks like a guy with my school friends. That man standing backs to me. He will enter the bathroom. I hail that man is not the first time that man. 75. I shout louder than ever. with the people that I looked at the gas a lot. the guy heard it better. Enough for that man turned back, it turns out that is not my friend. So I rushed in and filled the oil and pump out PTT motorcycle days later I was the wrong person, the narrative to greet friends, listening to their friends, listen to the end, it took enough..., I think I do not tell my shame, their friends listen to. After that, I'm not willing to hail friends without seeing the page.
การแปล กรุณารอสักครู่..