Coming Home, Disaster Part III

“Dead ...I am so dead,” Wisana whined.

“Don’t say that, Bro.” Kongkiat tried to cheer him up. “At least, May’s probably sensible enough to hold back. But I still think that you might as well wear some protective equipment because all the Taekwondo skills you have won’t help you with this.”

“Thanks for the cheer up. I am so touched. You brat!”

The younger one just let out a dry laugh as he followed his master out. And Wisana wanted to walk out of the spot, too, but Samie girl would not stop clinging to his arm!

“Samie, please.” The man cried desperately.

“Yes, Love?”

“From now on, don’t talk, or be clingy to me, okay? My lover has a serious jealousy problem. So, could you do that for me until I explain everything to her?”