Marriage And Love Again

Izabella only felt an itch in her palm and subconsciously looked up at Victor.

Victor withdrew his hand, the tail finger that touched his palm shrank at his side, but the face was very plain: “Seafood for dinner?”

When you come to the beach, it is natural to eat seafood, but Izabella does not necessarily like it.

“Good.”

Izabella put the shells inside her little box, which she had brought here specially to hold them.

Victor saw that Izabella did not want to go into the water, and did not force her, got up and walked aside to sit down, took out his phone to check the recommended restaurants.

At 6:00 pm, the sun began to slope in the west and the coastline was orange.

The beach is also getting more and more people, Izabella picked up a large box of shells, people squatting a little too long, when you get up dizzy, straight back to fall back.

The box in his hand fell to the ground, the lid was knocked open, and all the shells inside fell out.

“Ouch?”

Hearing Victor’s voice, Izabella subconsciously tilted her head to look at him.

She blushed and shook her head, “No, it took too long to squat.”

Victor raised an eyebrow, reached out and helped her up, putting the shells back inside the box, “There’s a sunset.”

Izabella took the box, followed Victor’s line of sight, and the person froze: “It’s so beautiful, Victor.”

The evening sunset this evening is particularly nice, the distant sky stretches a large haze, the sea can not see the end, only the sparkling flash of light.

“Want to take a picture?”

Izabella blinked and was a little embarrassed: “I’m not good at taking pictures.”

“I mean, do you want me to take your picture?”

Izabella knew she had misunderstood and was embarrassed: “Oh oh oh, yeah.”

But after she finished, she realized that she didn’t know how she should pose.

Victor took out his SLR and the person was already a meter away from her with the camera on ready to help her take pictures.

Izabella looked over at him with a slightly blank look in her eyes.

Tsk.

Victor hummed softly, “Look at the sunset.”

He also doesn’t have as many routines as Callie, posing and all that.

But Izabella is a good-looking person, the distant scenery looks good, and this is the perfect time to take silhouettes.

Victor just read the tutorial online, his brain is good, learn things quickly, taking pictures is not a much difficult thing, the first photo of the general effect, but he quickly mastered the skills.

Izabella stood there, the whole person is a little rushed, she did not dare to move, shoot affect Victor photo.

“Izabella.”

Suddenly hearing him call himself, she subconsciously inclined her head to look over.

Izabella inclined her head, only to realize that he was still taking pictures.

She was embarrassed and her face went red all of a sudden.

Victor pressed the shutter and took several pictures before he put down Dan Fan and lifted his leg towards her, “Well, watch the sunset for a while longer, and let’s go to dinner.”

“Good.”

There were more and more people here, Victor looked around and picked a place with fewer people, “Go over there and sit for a while.”

There were indeed far fewer people in the distance, and Izabella followed him over.

The tide is slowly rising and the reef, which was completely exposed, has been submerged.

There were fewer people on this side, so Izabella picked a place to sit down.

Victor saw this and sat down on her side as well.

Izabella’s skin was so fair that Victor merely glanced sideways, his eyes fell on her slightly red arms, and he couldn’t help but frown: “You’re not wearing sunscreen?”

Aren’t all girls supposed to wear sunscreen?

Izabella was stunned for a moment, reacted and shook her head, “What’s sunscreen?”

“Sunscreen, strong ultraviolet rays in summer, it is easy to tan and sunburn at the beach, girls use sunscreen in summer.”

Izabella looked at Victor in embarrassment, “I’ve never used it before.”

Victor looked at her white shaky legs and arms all puffed up with a red hue and knew Izabella was sunburned.

“Don’t look, come back tomorrow evening, first go back to the hotel and change your clothes.”

Izabella, who always listened to him, got up and left the beach with him.

The two took the stored clothes, Izabella went into the shower room and washed the sand on her upper and feet, changed the original clothes, and then went out to go back to the hotel with Victor.

“You take a shower first.”

Izabella stood in front of the door to her room and obediently responded, “Yes.”

She now changed into her usual clothes, jeans and t-shirt, and the redness of her exposed arms became more and more obvious.

Victor took one last look, “Go on in, I’m going to get something.”

With that, he turned around and retraced his steps to the elevator.

Izabella didn’t think much of it, went to her room, took a shower and changed into a dress Alicia had bought for her.

She didn’t go into the water like everyone else, but after two hours at the beach, her hair was blown out and sticky, and Izabella could still smell the sea salt in her hair, so she had to wash her hair again.

She was blowing her hair and was startled when she heard the doorbell and almost dropped the blow dryer in her hand on the floor.

Izabella hurriedly turned off the hairdryer and ran out to the door with her slippers “on tap”.

“Victor?”

“Finished with the shower?”

Her hair was still wet, her long hair was draped behind her and stuck to her face, making her a face as small as a palm.

Victor handed her the aloe vera cream in his hand, “Apply it to the sunburned areas of your body before you go to bed at night.”

Izabella was stunned for a moment as she glanced down at her reddened arm before responding that Victor had bought it for her specifically to fix it.

Izabella’s heart burst with emotion and she hurriedly took the aloe vera cream: “Thank you Victor.”

Victor gave her another look, “I’m going to take a shower and go out to eat in fifteen minutes.”

“Ohhhh, okay.”

Izabella watched Victor enter the next room, and then looked down at the aloe vera cream on her hand, pursed her lips, and then couldn’t help but curl her lips and smile.

Victor is so nice!

Izabella stood in the doorway of the room for a moment, until drops of water dripped from her hair onto her hands and she came back to her senses.

To blow-dry your hair!

Fifteen minutes later, Izabella was fully dressed and her hair was re-tied.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Victor said fifteen minutes was fifteen minutes, and she had just returned Callie’s message when the doorbell rang.

Izabella grabbed a small bag from the side, got up and walked to open the door.

Victor has changed his clothes, beach pants for pants, the upper body is still wearing a white t-shirt, he washed his hair, his hair has not been completely blow-dried, the back of some of the tips of the hair can still be seen is wet.

Izabella braided her hair into a herringbone braid, leaving only two strands of fine hair in front of her forehead and a chiffon floral dress on her body, fresh and lovely.

Victor looked at her smile and wanted to reach out and rub her face, but he would also hold back: “Come on, let’s go eat.”

“Nnnn.”

Izabella closed the door and followed Victor outside.

Go eat dinner!