Her? How is it possible!? She is 157cm tall. Although she is a bit not tall enough, she is not in such a miserable situation in the dwarf country, right?! Is this Miss San Cun Ding, who is also a rice insect, the wrong person?
She looked straight and asked seriously, "How tall are you?"
"155."
"I'm 157." She raised her chin, so this lady, the dwarf country's three-inch Ding refers to you.
"But, from a senior's point of view, no matter how many times I count, you are sitting second from the left!" Mi Chong No. 1 protested.[
She took a closer look, but no, counting from the left hand side of the gentleman sitting opposite, whose face was as dark as a dark cloud, the person sitting second was her, and she couldn't even run away.
What is it? Is there height discrimination?
She flattened her mouth in dissatisfaction, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, grabbed the real three-inch penis next to her, compared their heights, then sat back and continued fighting.
"You are a 157cm tall dwarf, pass the Italian beef!" The black-faced senior's gritted voice attracted the men and women who were chatting. Everyone stopped in unison and turned to look at their table.
The height she had just reported was revealed, and no matter how slow she was, she realized that the three-inch tall girl in the dwarf country he was talking about was her.
She seriously suspected that the senior was mentally unbalanced because she had eaten the last spicy chicken wing. Otherwise, as a citizen of the Giant Country, he could get what he wanted without straightening his arms, so why not get it himself?