The bus soon arrived downtown, and it was already crowded with people.


    Victor let go of his hand and turned off the music inside his phone.


    With three stops to go, Victor raised his hand and touched Izabe on the side: “Izabe?”


    Izabe is a little seasick, sleeping drowsily, suddenly heard Victor call himself, frowning, but some wake up.


    Instead of opening her eyes, she changed her position, hummed, and fell back to sleep.


    Victor watched, his peachy eyes twitched, and he didn’t call out to him again.


    Noisy people inside the carriage, someone is answering the phone, the voice is yelling very loud.


    Izabe was half asleep when she heard Victor call her name again, this time she didn’t fall asleep again and looked up at Victor beside her nkly: “Are we there yet, Victor?”


    She just woke up, there is still sleep inside her eyes, so when she tilted her head to look at people, like a kitten that just woke up from a nap.


    At that moment, the bus stopped just in time and Victor took her hand: “Get off.”


    He said, picking up the two men’s backpacks with his other hand and pulling Izabe out of the car.


    Izabe rubbed her eyes and stood by the bus stop for a while before graduallying back to her senses.


    She nced at Victor with some embarrassment, “Victor, I fell asleep just now.”


    Victor took out his phone and looked at her, looking down at her, with a rare smile inside his eyes: “Still sleepy?”


    Izabe was embarrassed and shook her head, “Not sleepy anymore.”


    Victor raised an eyebrow, the phone in his hand suddenly rang, he nced at the caller ID, some disgust, but still pressed the answer.


    The call was from Milo. It was Maximus’ birthday today, and Milo was calling to remind Victor.


    “Victor, it’s Maximus’ birthday, you didn’t forget, did you?”


    Victor nced aside at Izabe: “Didn’t forget.”


    “Hey, so what time are youing? There are quite a lot of peopleing tonight, do you want to bring Izabe with you?”


    Milo said this with a thievish tone, Victor subconsciously nced at Izabe, “You know her well?”


    Milo wimped out as soon as he heard Victor’s words, “Hey, not familiar, I’m not making a suggestion, making a suggestion.”


    Victor snorted coldly and hung up the phone straight away.


    Izabe was lifting the stone at her feet when she saw Victor finish his call before she looked over at him, “Victor, do you have something to do?”


    “No.”


    He said, raising his hand and stopping a taxi directly: “Go back first.”


    Izabe nodded and didn’t ask any more questions and followed him to the car.


    The two of them returned to the Lloyd family vi at 4:00 pm and almost 5:00 pm. Although Izabe had slept in the car, she was seasick and was still quite tired when she got home.


    Victor didn’t change his clothesst night, and the first thing he did when he got back was to take a new shower and change his set of clothes.


    The aunt inside the house made afternoon tea, Victor came downstairs after showering, and Izabe was already sitting at the dining table drinking sugar water.


    “Victor, Auntie made bean curd, it’s delicious.”


    Izabe also took a shower and changed her clothes. She also washed her hair, which was notpletely dry, the ends were damp and draped behind her, some of the tips were still dripping with water.


    Izabe’s face was flushed with light red after her shower, and as she approached, Victor could smell the same body wash scent on her as on himself.


    When the aunt saw that both of them were there, she came out and asked them what they wanted to eat in the evening.


    Victor took the bean flower: “I have a friend’s birthday dinner tonight.”


    The implication is that he won’t be eating over here tonight.


    Said Victor, looking to Izabe: “Maximus’ birthday, are you going?”


    In fact, just now at the bus stop, Izabe heard Milo say this thing.


    She didn’t expect Victor to actually ask her, and she was a little embarrassed: “I don’t know them.”


    “Milo is there too.”


    Izabe, although shy, is not averse to such socializing; she used to be so lonely that no one would even invite her to a party.


    Victor opened his mouth and Izabe was more than willing to say no: “May I go, Victor?”


    “Why not?”


    Victor asked a rhetorical question, then looked at his aunt: “You don’t have to cook our dinner tonight, you can go back earlyter, aunt.”


    When Auntie saw this, she was naturally happy to see it: “Good, then I’ll make you some midnight snacks, so you can have some when youe back in the evening.”


    “Thank you, Auntie.”


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    Izabe naturally will not refuse.


    The two rested for a while and then set off, with Izabe changing into a different set of clothes.


    She had wanted to wear a dress, after all, it was Victor’s friend’s birthday, but thought about it, in case it was all boys, it would be too embarrassing.


    After thinking twice, Izabe finally chose a pair of strappy pants and wore a white cat shirt inside. After blow-drying her hair, she tied it directly into a pill hair tie.


    “Victor, what does your friend like? Is it bad if I don’t prepare a gift?”


    This is what Izabe thought of only when she went out, she suddenly realized that it was indeed a bit inappropriate to go to Victor’s friend’s birthday party by herself.


    “No need to prepare, he doesn’tck anything.”


    Victor scanned her. Izabe was already young-looking, and now, wearing a pair of strappy pants, she looked even smaller, like a girl who had just entered junior high school.


    Victor gave birth to a few rare moments of guilt, and he withdrew his eyes, “Let’s go.”


    Izabe followed him out the door and the car was already waiting at the entrance.


    Along the way, Izabe was a little apprehensive.


    Victor’s friends she had only met once, thest time she encountered N and the girls in such a mess.


    The more Izabe thought about it, the more nervous she became: “Victor, is it really appropriate for you to bring me along?”


    “What’s inappropriate, didn’t Marcus say that I should take you out more often for a break?”


    He said, seems to think of something: “There is still half a month to start school, is there any particr ce you want to go?”


    Probably because Victor apanied her back to her old house, Izabe is now not as polite to Victor as she used to be.


    Hearing this from him, she didn’t shake her head like she did before, but thought about it, “Yes.”


    Victor was also a little surprised, “Want to go somewhere?”


    Izabe pursed her lips for a moment, “Wanted to go to the beach.”


    She has never been to the beach once in her life.


    “Where’s the beach?”


    Victor withdrew his gaze and looked at her with interest.


    “The beach will be fine.”


    She just wants to see the sea, wherever it is.


    Looking at her seriously, Victor understood: “I know, I’ll tell Marcus about this tonight.”


    “Marcus has been very busytely.”


    Victor grunted, “I know, I’ll take you there.”


    “Really?”


    Izabe’s eyes lit up instantly and she looked at Victor with some disbelief.


    Victor looked at her and just felt his heart inexplicably soft: “Really.”


    Tsk, so easily satisfied and happy?