Co-translator : yukifeebleu
Chapter 13: Fresh Milk and You Super Hero
What?!!!
Praeak thinks that he might be deaf for a while.
Come to buy antiques????????
Wow!
Here's Praeak of Thung Dog and his motorcycle brother! It's not a shop selling old stuff.
"Huh???" That's all he could say. The rest is shiny and bright.
The little figure with big eyes before hurriedly stood beside his mother and twitched her arm.
"Uh... Mom. This is my friend."
The mother turned to look at the little son in shock. Before turning around to look at the tall figure straddling the old motorcycle and smiling wryly.
"Your friend, Nong Nom or Son.. Mom, I'm sorry. I think the rider is picking up antiques."
"Yes." Praeak felt that he had to grit his teeth. Blood vessels twitch all the time. This saw that the other party was an adult and was also the mother of the other party. So he had to be considerate not to rant out loud.
"When my glasses were broken, Praeak volunteered to deliver me to the house." The little man hurriedly explained. He rolled his eyes and replied to his mother as an assembly.
At first, he was quite shocked that his mother said that Praeak was a seller of antiques. Even deep down he thought that other people might look at it that way. Well, if he didn't know Praeak, he probably thought the same thing.
Knowing what happened, Mother nodded in understanding.
"Thank you very much, son." Mother smiled kindly. "Come in and drink some water in the house, son. Mom bought snacks as well."
"Uh ... it's okay.." It's been a long time since he said 'yes'. Maybe more than a decade.
"It's okay baby. Come on, take your motorcycle to a good stop before your child. Mom, let's take the car first at home." After speaking, he vigorously walked back to the car.
