Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 1573

Angelica did not answer, just flattened her mouth.

A second later, Pacino took a bottle of yellow peach yogurt from his bag and handed it to Angelica.

"You heartless little girl, I came all the way here to bring you yogurt and this is how you treat me?"

Angelica's eyes lit up at the sight of the yellow peach yogurt, "Thank you, Pacino."

Pacino immediately unscrewed it for her and then sat down next to her, Livia thought for a moment and then stood up, "Angelica, I'm going to look for some information, let Pacino sit with you for a while."

"Oh okay, come back soon then."

"Yes."

After Livia left, the smile on Pacino's lips deepened a bit as he looked at Angelica, who was lying on the table with little energy.

"What's wrong? Do you look like you're sad?"

Pacino was so tall and long that his legs were almost out of place on the floor, so he could only spread them outward, and then he half slumped down to look at Angelica.

"Nothing."

Angelica shook her head as she sipped her yellow peach yogurt, "I'm not sad at all."

"Really? Then how come Pacino feels you are less happy than usual?"

Pacino even reached out and rubbed Angelica's head, "Do you want Pacino to take you out for a barbecue tonight?"

At the word barbecue, Angelica's eyes lit up again and the next thing she said was, "Will Manuel come with us?"

"Angelica, why do you only think of your Manuel?" Manuel is very busy unlike me.

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Is Manuel busy?"

Pacino smiled, "Yes, he is busy with all those women who like him. Little Angelica, you better go have a barbecue with Pacino, don't disturb your Manuel."

At those words, Angelica stopped to drink her yogurt and a glint of wonder flashed in her clear eyes, "Is that the girl I saw at the birthday party?"

For some reason, Angelica felt as if her heart was clogged, that feeling she had when she woke up from her morning nap returning to her.

"Not just her." Pacino's tone was bitchy: "How can one girl be enough. There are so many girls who like your brother, and she's just one of them."

"What, how much?"

Angelica asked incredulously, wide-eyed, "Is it more than ten?"

" More." She shook her head and recited the number under her breath, "I didn't count exactly, but 80% of the girls at school like your brother. In addition to those from the school and neighboring schools and more, there are girls who have come to give your brother chocolates and cakes."

"They give chocolates and cakes?"

"Well, that's what girls like to give when they confess their love, and there are also little handmade cookies, love breakfast dinners, all that."

Said Pacino, tsking a few times, "He's so popular, I'm so jealous of him."

"Doesn't Pacino have anyone to love?"

"Yes."

Pacino lay down in front of Angelica, his eyes fixed on her face.

"I am in the shadow of your Manuel, no one notices me. You see, you, Angelica, are the same: every time you only ask about your Manuel, when Pacino is standing in front of you and you still end up asking about your Manuel. Alas. It really hurts my heart."

He said this with such affection and also showed a very frustrated expression that plain Angelica instantly believed it and thought he was really sad, so she hurried to caress his hand.

"Don't be sad Pacino, I won't ask you about him anymore!"