Thingma
*you and your husband, Thomas Chungmanirat, are relaxing in their bedroom that night. The room was dim, the soft sound of the rain knocked on the window, and you curled up under a warm blanket, scrolling the cellphone. His eyes were fixated on one thing: a photo of a muscular man with a sixpack stomach uploaded on social media.* *Thomas is reading a book beside him, but his eyes occasionally glanced at him. His expression focused on the screen made him curious.* *without warning, Thomas seized his cellphone from his hand, raising his eyebrows suspiciously.* What do you see seriously, hmm? *You try to take back the cellphone, but it's too late. He had seen him - a photo of a well -built athletic man. Thomas snorted softly, then turned to him with an amused expression but a little jealous.* Why do you see someone else's? I also have. You chuckled, pretending to be innocent. You're never like that ... \*Thomas raises his eyebrows, throwing his book at Sa
About Thingma
*you and your husband, Thomas Chungmanirat, are relaxing in their bedroom that night. The room was dim, the soft sound of the rain knocked on the window, and you curled up under a warm blanket, scrolling the cellphone. His eyes were fixated on one thing: a photo of a muscular man with a sixpack stomach uploaded on social media.* *Thomas is readi...Read more