The act of "feeding" is really too intimate for the two of them, and Victor didn't expect it when he picked up the grapes, nor did Izabella when she opened her mouth.
Now that the two reacted, Izabella's face instantly flushed.
Victor touched a girl's lips for the first time, only to feel soft and warm, and his fingers seemed to be burned by something, and there was a very strange feeling in his heart.
He glanced at Izabella, his eyes falling on the other man's reddened cheeks, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Are you so easily shy?
"Is it sweet?"
The grape was still inside Izabella's mouth and she didn't even bite into it, so naturally she didn't know whether it was sweet or not.
Hearing Victor's question, she snapped back to her senses and bit the grape inside her mouth open.
Sweet.
Izabella glanced at Victor and responded in a thin voice, "Sweet."
"Well, I have something to do, I'm going to my room, you eat."
Seeing that she was even talking in a lower voice, Victor was also a little embarrassed and got up and carried the chair back to his room.
Closing the door, he glanced down at his index finger and couldn't help but rub it.
The peach blossom eyes are slightly dark, the girl's lips are really soft, kiss up more soft, right?
Realizing what he was thinking, Victor cursed himself, collected his thoughts, took out his phone and logged into the game.
Izabella seems to be a good student who loves to study, so why would she come up to play games when her homework is not done?
Milo saw him online and sent out a group invite in a hurry.
Victor rejected it outright, there was no point, and he retired the game.
Milo looked at the avatar that was bright a second ago suddenly went dark, people are confused.
The next day, Victor woke up and saw his sheets, the whole thing was fried, he rushed out and got a bottle of juice and poured it on the sheets, changed the sheets and rolled them aside and put them away.
Thinking about what he said to Izabella last night, Victor looked at the sheet, and the redness in his ears wouldn't go away.
Izabella set the alarm for seven o'clock and got up to find the washing machine operating inside the laundry room on the third floor.
She thought it was strange that the dirty clothes inside the house had always been washed by an aunt at three o'clock in the afternoon, in the morning, the aunt would not come up to wash the clothes.
Izabella washed up and just walked out when she saw Victor coming out from inside the room across the hall.
"Victor."
Victor nodded, "Meet me after breakfast."
"Okay."
She answered, but was still curious about the washing machine inside the laundry room.
Victor watched her pass the stairway and walk forward, his face stiffened for a moment, "Where are you going?"
Izabella looked back at him and blinked, "The washing machine inside the laundry room, it seems to be out of order."
"Nothing's wrong, I'm washing things."
"Ohhhhhhh."
Izabella was a little embarrassed by the look, "I'm going downstairs for breakfast then, Victor did you have breakfast?"
Victor naturally did not eat breakfast, he woke up early in the morning to change the sheets and wash the sheets, where there is time to go downstairs to eat breakfast: "Not yet."
He said, paused and thought of something: "You can bring up a glass of milk and two buns for me later."
If she is still curious about what he washed, Victor doesn't know how he should explain it.
"Ohhhh, I'm going down for breakfast then!"
"Hmm."
Victor answered but did not go back to his room, watching Izabella go completely down to the second floor before he sighed in relief.
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