C52 lame

I looked at Mr. Zhao with a displeased expression. He must have felt it.

Mr. Zhao laughed dryly and urged me: "Eldest Nephew, why aren't you going?"

I said, "Why should I go instead of you?"

Mr. Zhao blushed and said, "About that ? I'm dizzy. "

I took a deep breath and said to myself, "Calm down, calm down. Don't be fooled by him. This kind of lousy excuse is precisely for angering me