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i won't talk to you
i not talk it
最后更新： 2023-03-07
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i can't talk now
நான் இப்போது பேச முடியாது
最后更新： 2017-07-19
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can i talk to you
நான் உம்முவிடம் பேச முடியுமா
最后更新： 2019-12-14
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i don’t wanna talk to you
நான் உங்களிடம் தமிழ் அர்த்தத்தை பேச விரும்பவில்லை
最后更新： 2020-02-03
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i dont want talk to you
最后更新： 2021-01-18
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i can't talk right now
உங்கள் அழைப்பில் என்னால் கலந்து கொள்ள முடியாது
最后更新： 2021-05-23
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wish i could talk to you
நான் உங்களுடன் செய்தி மூலம் பேச விரும்புகிறேன்
最后更新： 2023-02-20
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i'm busy talk to you later
நான் பிஸியாக இருக்கிறேன், பின்னர் உங்களை அழைக்கிறேன்
最后更新： 2023-11-14
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i can not even talk to you for a minute👌
என்னால ஒரு நிமிடம் கூட உன்கிட்ட பேசாம இருக்க முடியல உன்ன பாக்காமகூட இருக்க முடியல நான் செத்துரட்டுமா
最后更新： 2022-06-26
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i badly wanna talk to you
masamang gusto kong kausapin
最后更新： 2021-11-11
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sorry, i can't talk right now
மன்னிக்கவும், என்னால் இப்போது பேச முடியாது
最后更新： 2023-11-22
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want to talk to you
நான் உன்னுடன் பேச வேண்டும்
最后更新： 2024-04-01
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learning to talk to you
உங்களுடன் பேச கற்றுக்கொள்கிறேன்
最后更新： 2022-04-24
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sorry i could not talk to you properly
அப்புறம் எனக்கு ஆங்கிலம் தெரியும் ஆனால் அங்கிலத்துல பேச தெரியாது
最后更新： 2022-01-19
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don't talk to me please still i can't believe that you do like this
என்னுடன் பேச வேண்டாம் தயவுசெய்து நீங்கள் இதை விரும்புகிறீர்கள் என்று என்னால் நம்ப முடியவில்லை
最后更新： 2020-11-09
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madam i am talk to you are son, will be touch in you are son
மேடம் நான் உங்களுடன் பேசுகிறேன் மகன், உன்னைத் தொடுவான் மகன்
最后更新： 2019-12-03
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my mom is want to talk to you, at what time can i phone you
என் அம்மா உங்களுடன் பேச விரும்புகிறார்
最后更新： 2023-12-20
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if you break someone's heart and they still talk to you with the same excitement and respect
最后更新： 2021-06-10
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was me and him in his room last night. we stood staring at each other for a while; i was scared to death by that weird look he has in his eyes. "well... it is the night of our marriage, you know?" he said with a retarded grin, and i know what he means. he took a step closer, i took a step back. another step closer and another step back... until the back of my knees felt the edges of the bed which was ever so conveniently located behind me. our chests are now only a few inches apart from each other. i looked down on my foot, refusing to meet his gaze. i was wearing a silk dress that night and it has a ribbon over the chest to tie the dress into place. he took the end of the ribbon and pulled it apart – and it has certainly taken me by surprise. i was so startled i fell on the bed, with my hands hugging my dress so that it wouldn't fall. smoothly he went on to the bed – as in – positioned himself over my legs and leaned down to kiss me. i was embarrassed, i was mad, my heart was racing so fast i was as red as a tomato and i closed my eyes and shrieked and started to cry. then i heard him apologizing profusely. he leaped off me and held out his hands, palms facing me. "i'm sorry – i didn't mean to scare you – i'm sor- " by then i started to sob while lying on the bed. and he went about the room looking for a tissue, he found a box on the end table and took out a bunch of tissue papers and held it out to me. i brought myself up in a sitting position, still sobbing. a hand clasped to my mouth. he was speechless now, and the only words that he managed was, "please stop crying", with an expression so guilty it was almost comical, "i can't handle crying girls, so please stop". finally i raised my eyes and looked directly into his as the last drop of tear trailed down my cheeks. he awkwardly put the tissues back on the table and kneeled down in front of me and re-tied the ribbon over my chest (which, for some reason i let him do when i lifted my hand to make way). he took my free hand into his and tucked a strain of my hair behind the right ear. there was a moment of silence as we stared into each other's eyes before he spoke up, "i was carried away just now," and laugh an embarrassed laugh. "you see... to tell you the truth, i have been in love with you for a while now. before i was brave enough to confess, this happens. so it was too good to be true for me... that i felt like you're mine now. but i forgot that your feelings might not be the same for me. "but i'll tell you what. it would really be wonderful if this marriage would last, despite what it is, because i do not lie about loving you. i love you so much i would die for you, like you'd for your friends." our eyes were still with each other a moment later. i was so shocked by his confession, i forgot to blink. then i felt bad myself. this marriage had saved my family from debt. i was mad that i was sold like that, but if his family hadn't willing to accept me, me and the rest of my family would've rot in some unknown swamp bed, never to be seen in public again. the loan sharks were vicious. he saved me from the misery that had plagued my family for years. "no," i finally spoke up, "i'm being unfair to you like this... your family has helped us and i am being... like this, to you – ". " i don't want you to take this marriage like some sort of a business," he said with a serious look, "i don't want you to pretend to be a filial wife because we gave you that money. "i will wait, i will wait until you love me for me, even if it takes forever – even if i have to stay a virgin until my beard grows white or – or until robert graduates high school." robert was his – our – nephew. and he's like, 5 weeks old. i burst out laughing, "wow, that's a long time – and you don't even have a beard". he put on a smirk and grabbed his chin, "i will be, i hope you don't mind – no – even if you do, i'm still going to grow one." we laughed together and when we caught each other's eyes again, he threw his to the floor. he said, "i like it when you smile," and looked up, "i've always been stealing glances at you in history. it was my favourite class. because we laugh a lot in that class – you smiled a lot" "glances, really? you were practically gawking" "you knew?!" and he turned red, flustered. i shook my head and smiled and looked down on to my lap, where my hand rests in his. "kiss me," i said. he looked up, befuddled. i rolled my eyes, slipped down from bed and onto him. he fell back from his kneeling position, and pressed the floor with his hands to support his upper body. i placed myself on his pelvis and leaned towards him. and our lips finally met for the first time.
最后更新： 2020-09-14
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