Co-translator : yukifeebleu
Chapter 11: Fresh Milk and the new secondary hero, better than the hero
“What did Praeak do?????” Nom Chud gasped.
The audience's eyebrows furrowed more and more, their slender eyes looked at a person as short as his nipples, and then had to narrow his eyes at him to see two tall figures like him. He doesn't know and he still stares at him wide-eyed.
In fact, Pom Prap and Sattru Phai frowned, looked at the other side, looked up from head down to toe, and then repeated the same thing a few times, the correct person stood and wiggled his feet.
He wants to look at the person who is handsome. He understands.
“Didn't do anything.” He replied to the tall and large figure calmly. He answered truthfully as usual, and did nothing.
Nom Chud looked at the sharp face, the ridge of the beard was neatly shaved, unlike usual until he saw the face without a green mustache covering the big round eyes blinking. I couldn't tell what it was, but ...
Look so good.
And then ... it seems like they haven't seen each other for a few days, the white-haired of Praeak doesn't know what to do.
“Praeak ...” The more he stared at his face, he got a picture with a different skin color. “Did you inject cougars?” To get whiter so quickly, Nom Chud thinks of the advertisement, the white cream glows as a light bulb that it said to apply for three days, definitely whiter. But it doesn't guarantee safety, or what kind of advertisements in beauty clinics with white presenters will.
Suddenly!
The friend choked on saliva.
The small figure never had to rely on such things as the pale white body was already boiled chicken.
“Cuka???” Not just the thick dark eyebrows that furrowed so much that his face almost wrinkled. But two close friends still got it, but continued to choke.
“Oh.” The little man nodded with a smile, “That's why it made you white.”
Sharp eyes looked at the little man, about his own nipples still. “You mean ... injecting glutathione, right?”
