Victor just felt his throat tighten as he looked at the distant sky: “godmother said it was almost time to eat.”


    After saying that, he turned around and walked back inside the vi.


    Izabe sat stunned in her recliner before taking hernguage book and putting it back in her room and going downstairs to prepare dinner.


    Tomorrow Alicia will go abroad with Ashle, a small half month not to return, after dinner Alicia specifically asked Izabe what gifts she wanted.


    The furthest Izabe had ever been was probably this J City area, and she had only heard about things abroad in books or on the cell phone news.


    Alicia asked her what she wanted as a gift, and she had no idea what she wanted as a gift.


    “Aunt Alicia bought them all, and I love them all!”


    “OK, then I’ll do it for you!”


    Alicia said, ncing at Victor: “Where’s Victor?”


    When he heard Alicia’s words, Victor subconsciously wanted to say “lipstick”, but he was quick to realize that something was wrong before he could say it, “You can buy it as you see fit, I won’t pick.”


    Alicia tsked, “You don’t have any credibility in that.”


    Victor shrugged and looked over at Marcus, “Then I’ll just do the same as Marcus.”


    Alicia put her eyes on Marcus, who was a bit helpless, “sneakers, right, the domestic ones are not yet avable, I’ll send you photos.”


    Alicia smiled with satisfaction, “OK, you boys are only so many things anyway.”


    Victor and Izabe had to go to school tomorrow, so Alicia talked to them for a while and sent them to their rooms.


    Izabe rechecked her school bag to make sure she had her homework and books with her before she grabbed her pajamas and went to take a shower.


    The pajamas were bought by Alicia, white doll neck pajamas, sweet and cute, Izabe has never worn such beautiful pajamas before.


    She was a little embarrassed when she first started wearing it, but now she is slowly getting used to it.


    When she came out of the shower, her phone was shing on the desktop. She thought it was Callie sending her a message, and picked it up only to find that it was a message from Victor.


    Victor said he hadn’t memorized his words today and asked her to take her English book over.


    Izabe had to retrieve her English book from inside her school bag and went out and knocked on Victor’s door, “Victor?”


    “The door is open,e in.”


    Victor was writing, Izabe unscrewed the door and pushed in to see the dense code on theptop on his desktop.


    She couldn’t read it, but guessed that Victor was doing his job.


    Victor nced up at her, his eyes falling on her, his gaze shing, “Ready for bed?”


    “Not yet.”


    She doesn’t go to bed that early.


    “Oh, hold on, I’ll finish this little program.”


    “Nnnn.”


    Izabe nodded and opened her English book to read it herself.


    Victor finished writing the program, closed theputer, and as soon as he inclined his head, he saw Izabe sitting next to him, looking down at her English book.


    The body of the pajamas at first nce is from Alicia only hand, doll neckline,ce sleeves, pajamas edge andce, if he remembered correctly, should be the girls said the princess style.


    I don’t know if it was the light or the pajamas, but Victor noticed that Izabe was much whiter than when he first saw her, and the wrists exposed under the white sleeves were even whiter than the dress.


    The previous bangs that were so thick and heavy that when the eyes seemed to be repaired, no longer a thickyer of bangs, a wisp of bangs, looks fresh and clean a lot.


    He remembered the first time he saw Izabe, the person was wearing washed-out jeans and a white cartoon top, the clothes and pants were baggy, he only took one look and didn’t want to look at her a second time.


    The phone on the desktop lit up for a moment and Milo told him to get on the number and y the game.


    Victor then retrieved his thoughts, “How much did you memorize?”


    Izabe froze and looked up at him, somewhat confused, “How much of what was memorized?”


    Victor looked at her dumbfounded look and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, “Aren’t you memorizing the words?”


    Izabe then responded, “Reviewed a unit.”


    Victor tsked, “Give me the book.”


    Izabe hurriedly handed him the English book. Victor reached out to take it and looked down at the English book.


    Victor memorized the book differently from Izabe, Izabe had to memorize the sound in order to memorize it, Victor was able to memorize it directly by silence.


    He looked at the book, silent, and the room was quiet inside.


    Izabe twisted her fingers and looked at Victor a little lost in thought.


    A boy like Victor will shine wherever he is ced, right?


    Izabe never dreamed that she would one day cross paths with such a boy, in this way.


    Victor doesn’t seem to feel half bad about her being Alicia’s adopted back daughter.


    With someone as high and mighty as he was, Izabe expected to look down on people like her, just like N and the girls.


    But he did not, although he is cold, but also in her hard time will take her to the river quiet; also in her can not understand the teacher to solve the steps of the initiative to exin to her.


    Such a good guy, what kind of girl is needed to be worthy of him?


    Izabe was thinking about something messed up when there was a sudden sh in front of her eyes and she looked back, raising her eyebrows to find Victor leaning over and looking at her, “What are you brainstorming?”


    How dare you sneer to yourself?


    Victor was not so narcissistic as to think Izabe liked him, but she was sitting there by herself, looking at him and smiling inexplicably, and he had to think of the things some of the rotten girls in his ss were thinking.


    Thinking about it, Victor’s whole body felt a bad chill, he rolled up the book and directly knocked Izabe on the head: “Don’t make up my brain into some messy plot!”


    Izabe didn’t quite understand Victor’s words and blinked, looking at him with innocent eyes, “I didn’t brainstorm anything …”


    Victor raised an eyebrow and grunted, “You didn’t brainstorm what you were justughing at?”This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Izabe was a little embarrassed and her face was all red: “I, was just thinking about what Victor’s future girlfriend would be like, and Callie said you-”


    “Don’t you listen to Callie’s nonsense!”


    Victor felt annoyed listening to the five words “future girlfriend” and handed her the English book in his hand directly: “I’ve memorized it.”


    Seeing that he seemed a little upset, Izabe didn’t dare to continue, “Ohhh.”


    Victor got it all right this time, not a single word.


    Just after pumping his back, the phone on Victor’s desktop lit up again and he frowned a little, thinking Milo was such a pain in the ass.


    Seeing this, Izabe had the good sense to offer to go back to her room.


    Victor returned Milo’s message and responded haphazardly. After returning the message, he suddenly thought of something: “Wait a minute.”


    Izabe, who had just walked to the door, “What’s wrong?”


    “What’s wrong with you thinking about my future girlfriend? You want to fall in love?”


    Izabe blushed at his question, “No, I just, just think Victor you are so nice, your future girlfriend must be nice too.”


    Victor heard her say she was good, the heart has a few iron: “I’m not yet an adult, you are also only sixteen, we think what boyfriend girlfriend at this age, serious study is the most important.”


    The words came out of Victor’s mouth, Milo heard it probably tough.


    Izabe, however, thought it made sense and nodded repeatedly, “Victor is right, we have high school examsing up, we have to focus on school, I’m going to my room.”


    “Go back.”


    Izabe hugged her book and ran back to her room as soon as she turned around.