After a moment’s hesitation, Izabe sent another add friend, only this time, she was writing the add message: Sorry for pitting you earlier.
Victor just went out to get a bottle of Coke and found that the friend request he had just rejected had been sent over again.
The original is just a game was robbed of his fielding position foolishness with the sister?
The pit is dead, ying a support sent 18 heads.
The message sent over also said what sorry, this kind of girl Victor see more, is not to see his good record, want to change someone to take her on the score.
Victor has no interest in the game inside the girl, the reality of the girls chasing him can be around the yground of their school a circle, he is not interested in one, let alone this online do not know if it is a stingy man disguised green tea.
Victor took the phone and tried to click reject, but identally pressed ept.
He frowned, and the message bar was instantly alerted with a new alert.
The other party sent another message over: “I’m really sorry, this is the second time I y this game, just now I was to do the task to apany my friends to y, not intentionally pitted you, sorry.”
Victor swept up and directly clicked on the other party’s homepage, intending to punch the other party in the face.
I didn’t expect the home page to click on, but that game against a total of four games.
Victor suddenly had nothing to say, it seems that this person apologized quite sincere, but he did not want to return the other party’s message, and was about to delete this person’s friend bit, the other party sent another message over: “I’m really sorry, Ipensate you a skin, okay?”
Izabe after sending this message apprehensive, in fact, she is not generous people, but Arlo in her ear to say pit forced to say more, she pitted today, see their own that sky pit record, and then think of Louise obviously can point crystal to win, but suddenly do not move.
He was probably very angry, the opening game when she did not understand, ording to Arlo said double row can not always with the group teammates, y support to protect the shooter, she subconsciously went to follow the shooter, and then Jason asked her to buy gems, she remembered Arlo’s words, only to know why just Louise asked her not to follow.
A whole game Louise on the opening game only said a sentence, but more than twenty minutes down, everyone is arguing, Jason me the mage and the top single Siamese baby, the mage and the top single scold her and Jason two not also double row Siamese.
Izabe didn’t say much, Louise was more of an outsider.
But put yourself in her shoes, Louise should be pretty pissed off to run into four of their teammates like that.
Izabe listened to Arloin a lot and felt guilty inside for having pitched it, and thought long and hard beforeing up with such a solution.
This time, Louise, who had not been replying to the message, suddenly said, “So much sincerity, then I want Li Bai’s Glory Collection.”
Don’t want the skin for nothing.
Victor would like to see if this green tea is still really giving him a skin of more than 5, 000.
Izabe does not know much about what skin, see each other sent a message, she did not immediately back, go to the mall themselves to find the skin of Li Bai, found that the skin mall is not sold directly.
She went to Arlo again, and after Arlo heard about it, several messages came: “Izabe, what’s wrong with you, Li Bai’s Glory Collection costs more than 5, 000, the mall can’t buy it, you have to draw crystals to get it! Why do you suddenly want to buy this skin ah, the game is only, not worth spending so much money ah!”
Izabe also huffed backwards when she saw Arlo’s message reply, over 5, 000 skins!
Izabe was not one to backtrack on her words, even if the person across the table could not see them, she was still embarrassed: “Sorry, it’s too expensive, can I get another one?”
Victor just started a game, originally thought that the “Jessie” wimped out, but did not expect the other party sent a message over.
He swept up, some typing done, before he returned, “No need.”This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.
The other party had already gone offline, Victor looked at the time, it was not early, he retired from the game, took his clothes and went to wash up.
We still have to go to school tomorrow.
Izabe got up early the next morning,st night she was very early lights out and ready for bed, but just the Lloyd family, she could not sleep at all.
The bed beneath her was softer and morefortable than any bed she had ever slept in, and the room was much brighter and more spacious than she had ever lived in before, and everything was fine, but in the end it was unfamiliar, and she lost sleep straight away.
Izabe hadn’t been asleep long when the phone rm went off.
It was her first day of transfer and Izabe didn’t want to bete.
After washing up and leaving the room, Izabe saw Marcus, who was already at the table, and Marcus saw her and smiled at her, “Good morning, Izabe.”
“Good morning, brother.”
She had not yet gotten used to this name, and after calling out her face a little red, she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Marcus smiled and handed her a ss of milk.
At this time, Alicia and Ashle also came out from the kitchen, Alicia has rarely received scripts in the past few years, almost always at home.
“Izabe’s awake, how did you sleepst night?”
“Sleeping quite well, Aunt Alicia.”
Izabe nced at Ashle again, “Good morning, Uncle.”
Ashle nodded, “Good morning.”
When the four of them were seated, Alicia, fearing that Izabe would be ufortable, took the initiative to sit next to her and enthusiastically told her about the new school.
Izabe listened and nodded in response, looking very good.
Alicia looked more and more heartbroken like, she always wanted to have a daughter, but after giving birth to Marcus, Ashle hid from her to get tied, how to persuade him are not willing to have a second child, so many years only Marcus.
The son is not bad, just a bit like his father.
Ashle is quite good to Alicia, but to others it seems a bit cold, Marcus inherited his character, the older he grows, more tolerant of Alicia.
It’s still fun to have a daughter, so when she came across Izabe, Alicia went through the adoption process without saying a word.
Izabe’s first day at her new school was delivered by Alicia herself.
Alicia always thinks that Izabe is soft and soft, easy to be bullied, and wants to send her to the ssroom door herself, but Marcus said that he had already told Victor, and besides, Izabe is not a small child, not a few years old, she sent her to the ssroom door, afraid of being gossiped about Izabe, Alicia finally gave up.
“Aunt Alicia, I’m going in, you drive carefully on the road.”
Alicia listened to the girl’s soft voice, her heart also followed the soft, “Good, Izabe quickly go inside, auntie wait for you to go inside before leaving.”
With a warm heart, Izabe said, “Yes,” and turned around to walk into the new high school.
It was her first day at Harvest High School today, and Izabe was unfamiliar with it and searched for the ssroom for more than ten minutes.
The ssroom is already full of people reading in the morning, after all, it’s already the second semester of sophomore year.
Izabe such an unfamiliar face appeared in the ssroom, several people looked at her, soon a round-faced girl wearing pink-framed sses came over: “You are Izabe, right? I’m Toby Butler, the ss president, you’re thest one in the second row, I’ve already given you your new textbook, I’ll take you to get your school uniform after the recess.”
Toby was warm and kind, and when he saw Izabe’s cute face, his tone was subconsciously softened a bit.
Izabe nodded gratefully, “Thank you.”
“Don’t be polite, your seat is a temporary arrangement, don’t be afraid, it will be rearranged after this month’s monthly exam!”
Seeing that Izabe was not growing tall, Toby reassured her again.
“Okay.”
Izabe answered and walked to her seat with her school bag in her arms.
She walked to her seat and saw the new textbooks on her desk. All the students around her had not yet arrived, and everyone had a lot of books and exercise books piled up on their desktops, in contrast to her deskmate, whose desk top was excessively clean, without a single book.