Last weekend, I was invited by a couple next door to accompany me on a hiking trip, but I was sorry if I was chasing my neighbor's wife's bread line that cut into the crack of the steep mountain road while being surrounded by nature with fresh air, and the plump pants look of the floating pants ... Reiko Kubo
ʻOkú ke taʻu 18 nai?
(pe ko e taʻu motuʻa ʻo e konga lahi ʻo e ngaahi meʻa fakalao ʻi he feituʻu ʻoku ke maʻu mei ai ʻa e uepisaiti ko ʻeni)
ʻI hoʻo lomiʻi ʻi he "ʻOku ou loto ki ai", kuo ke lau pea mahino kiate koe ʻa e fakamatala ʻi ʻolunga.
ʻIkaiKātaki ʻo toe feinga ʻanai ange