"Liam," he called again, not knowing what he was going to do. "Your pickles are delicious," I stopped. "And the ones you hid in the cabinet were also eaten by me." His voice was so loud, but fortunately there were not many people around.
I can be sure that I'm still angry, but I don't know why, in the next second, I turned my toes and walked back quickly, and I was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
He stared blankly at me, suddenly rushing towards him like a demon, obviously puzzled.
My rushing figure stopped in front of him, and without a word, I grabbed his expensive tie, and pulled the face that was nearly ten centimeters taller than me towards my height, and my mouth squeezed hard. Go up.