Marriage And Love Again

Izabella handed the pen over.

The coffee table is somewhat short, and both have to bend very low to touch the papers and exercise books.

Izabella is shallowly myopic, not very deep, fifty degrees in her left eye and seventy-five degrees in her right eye, and her doctor did not recommend glasses.

Usually in class while listening to the teacher speak while taking notes, but there is no impact, in addition to the math teacher to talk about the need for hydrochloric acid on the blackboard, other teachers generally do the class with projection.

Usually Izabella doesn’t think her nearsightedness has much of an impact, and it’s obvious now that something is wrong.

The coffee table and the sofa are almost equal in height, she sat on it, half a body higher, aside Victor was bent over, she bent over again, the two will touch.

Izabella had to just sit there, more than half a meter away, and she looked a little blurry.

With Victor’s words in her ears, she heard them clearly, yet looking at the steps, her brain could not follow them somewhat, so much so that her mind was still stuck in the middle of solving a whole problem after Victor had explained it to her.

“Did you hear me?”

Victor finished the topic, straightened up and looked at the girl beside him with a sideways glance.

As soon as he looked up, he found Izabella looking at herself in embarrassment: “I, I’m a bit nearsighted, I didn’t see the picture clearly just now.”

Victor patience is very bad, usually people ask him questions back he did not even return a sentence, now Izabella taught a side still did not understand, he held the pen hand a loose, just want to let her do it themselves, did not expect a person suddenly whispered: “Sorry.”

“Come here.”

He suddenly backed the coffee table forward with force, pulled a small stool aside and kicked it with his foot, gesturing for her to sit down.

Izabella was stunned for a moment, and reacted by getting up and sitting down in a hurry.

“Can you see clearly yet?”

She nodded in embarrassment, “That’ll do, Victor.”

Victor took his pencil and re-told the process of calculations he had just done.

He likes to use the easiest and quickest way to do the problems, Izabella solves the problems in a straightforward way, the second time I listened to him, after I understood the most critical point, the back was clear.

“Got it?”

Victor finished speaking and handed her the pen.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“Got it.”

Izabella reached out to take the pen, inadvertently, her index finger touched the back of the other hand, cool, as if she was electrocuted, she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

The girl’s fingertips were soft and warm, Victor licked his lips and looked down at Izabella sitting in front of him, inexplicably feeling a little dry in his throat.

He just drank half of the juice in his hand, carry open tilted his head directly to drink the rest.

There are two other big questions at the end, which are the kind of questions you know you don’t know at first glance.

Izabella finished the question just now, looked back at Victor and asked weakly, “Victor, can you tell me about this question?”

Victor found himself unable to hear this person call himself “Victor”, he heard her shouting so, directly choked, coughing several times to get over.

“Which question?”

He raised his hand and threw the empty bottle inside the trash basket behind the couch, regained his pen and leaned over to look at the test paper.

“This question.”

These questions were no challenge at all for Victor, who read through the questions and came up with the solutions.

Izabella had just taken a sip of water when she heard Victor start talking about the questions.

She gave the other woman a surprised look, “You, you would?”

“Is this a hard question?”

He raised his eyebrows, obviously very disdainful of the topic.

Izabella suddenly remembered Callie’s words and pursed her lips for a moment, “To, how do you do it?”

People really are different.

She stared at the topic and analyzed the conditions listed for half an hour and did not understand the topic, the other side read the topic and knew how to do it.

Sure enough, in this world, there are walls of geniuses and ordinary people.

Izabella knew that she was just an ordinary person trying hard, so she hastily collected her thoughts and listened carefully to Victor’s topic.

Probably because he knows that the people he teaches are slow to respond, Victor spoke much slower this time and gave her a popularization of which theory it was.

Twenty minutes later, Victor took a look at the last finale question, “Can you do this one?”

Izabella blushed and shook her head honestly, “No.”

Victor didn’t expect her to. The finale question was a bit difficult, and Victor read the question twice before he could do it.

He did it in the simplest way possible, taking apart his thoughts a little bit for Izabella.

This is different from Antonio’s lectures, which are more detailed, but his solution steps are more complicated and sometimes his thoughts may even seem chaotic.

However, Antonio is patient and leaves them plenty of room to think.

Victor is different, he is all about simplicity and speed, and gives Izabella very little time to think, Izabella is struggling a bit to keep up.

Izabella is too embarrassed to ask again, but can only catch the pen and then slowly figure out.

But Victor’s thinking is very good, he always solve the problem is a single cut, Izabella figured out, but found that it is not difficult.

is not difficult, if she has Victor’s brain.

Seeing her finish, Victor subconsciously looked down and took the test paper: “Let me see.”

It just so happens that Izabella looked up, and one of them looked down and one looked up, and they were caught off guard and collided directly with each other.

The boy’s chest is hard as the question, the girl’s lips are soft as cotton.

Victor glanced down at the back of his hand that had inadvertently brushed Izabella’s lips, and his eyes, by a ghost, also turned to the other party’s lips, which were red and glossy as if they had a kind of magic power.

Realizing what he was thinking, Victor hurriedly withdrew his eyes and continued to pick up the paper.

However, his thoughts were a bit disorganized, and his mind was not at all on those topics. After looking at them for a while, Victor casually said, “All right, next time look for me if you don’t understand.”

After saying that, he quickly turned around and went back to his room.

Izabella listened to the fading footsteps and half dared to raise her hand to cover her chest.

Rui Lei’s heartbeat has been unwilling to calm down, her eyes closed, her face full of hot and red.

I don’t know how long it took for Izabella to calm down, and she didn’t dare sit here anymore, so she gathered her books and papers and ran back to her room.

Back in her room, Izabella rushed to wash her face.

It’s so hot.

She sat at her desk for a while, her head empty inside, until her phone suddenly vibrated and Izabella snapped back to attention.

She took her phone and looked at it, it was a spam message.

Izabella looked at the math paper on the side, the three big questions she normally wouldn’t do had been done by this time, taught by Victor.

She pursed her lips for a moment, put the test paper away, took out her language book, and decided to recite “Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night”.

Alicia called back after 6pm and said they wouldn’t be coming to dinner.

Marcus also had a party, and it was just Izabella and Victor inside the villa.

The nanny made the meal for two and left, leaving the two of them in the large villa.