EX-husband Groveling to Me

Chapter 725 Everything In Moderation

Chapter 725 Everything in moderation

The man said, raising his hand to touch Izabella.

Victor's face sank directly, and he raised his hand and opened the man's hand: "Get out."

Izabella is protected by Victor and the person is blocked tightly by Victor.

Victor's words immediately angered those few people, just sat down the other two male gangsters also

stood up: "Boy, very arrogant, where do you mix? Do not ask around, your three masters I in this area

is what the character! Be smart, you will give me kneel down and apologize, I see your girlfriend is so

beautiful, reluctantly do not bother with you!"

The boy said, bah, "If you do not know how to behave, then do not blame my brother fist hard!" Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

The male punk finished and raised his eyes towards the two punks standing beside Victor.

The two punks received the gesture and raised their hands to hold Victor down almost simultaneously.

Victor was expecting this and quickly took Izabella, kicked the lead punk in the face, bent over, and ran

straight out.

"Victor, let's, let's go to the police station!"

Izabella was quick to react, and after the two of them ran out of the noodle shop, she hastily took

Victor's hand.

Victor heard her say this and ran over in the direction she pointed.

The police station is actually not far, those few punks are actually bluffing, and do not dare to really do

it.

But the lead punk who was kicked was angry and grimacing, covering his kicked calf in place and

cursing all kinds of unpleasant foul language.

Someone recognized it was Izabella, "Brother, isn't that the former Izabella from Class 2?"

"What! That kid kicks people pretty hard!"

The leading punk cursed and cursed for a while before responding, "Izabella, the good-looking one

from class 2 who had an affair with the teacher?"

"Yes, that's her! It's only been a year or so, but she's gotten better looking! That's better than who? Lulu

is much better looking!"

Izabella was a big name in junior high school, and several people recognized it and squeezed their

eyebrows about those rumors inside the school.

Some people also said obscene words, the boss's wife listened to disgust, but also do not want to

provoke these hooligans, can only hurry to make the noodles served up.

Izabella and Victor ran for a while before they found that a few people did not catch up, the two

stopped, the streets were full of people, the town looked quite busy.

Victor is tall and long-legged, and he runs fast, so Izabella has to run after him with her teeth in order to

catch up with him.

After running but a few minutes and stopping, she was already out of breath and standing next to

Victor, she didn't even notice that her hand was still being held by her partner.

The hand inside the palm is soft and small, and Victor holds it, somewhat reluctant to let go.

He inclined his head to look at Izabella at his side, his eyes fell on her face and saw that she was a little

pale and couldn't help but frown a little: "Difficult?"

Izabella shook her head, "I... I haven't exercised in a while."

She finished, a little embarrassed.

Victor took another look at the two holding hands and finally let go: "Wait for me here."

Izabella's hand suddenly loosened, and she realized that her hand had just been held by Victor.

She froze for a moment and looked down at her left hand that had been held, only to feel the back of

her hand and fingers rolling hot.

Izabella leaned against the store window, watching his back, her hand subconsciously shrinking, only

to feel the heartbeat just eased up again.

Victor soon came back with a sports drink in his hand and handed it to her, "Have some."

Saying that, he helped her unscrew the cap of the bottle.

Izabella blinked, "Thanks Victor."

The two took a moment to slow down before walking to the bus stop.

The town is not too big, but not too small.

But now it's summer vacation and Izabella is afraid of running into her former classmates.

Fortunately, apart from those boys, she didn't run into any more of her former classmates.

The bus soon arrived and Victor got on first. He went to the window seat at the back door and sat on

the outside.

Izabella swiped her card and walked over to sit on the inside.

The bus slowly drove up, the window outside the car traffic, outside everything for Izabella, familiar and

strange.

She didn't like the town.

Fortunately, she can all escape from here later.

"Listen to music?"

Wandering off to see, Izabella's shoulder was touched.

She inclined her head and it was Victor who handed over a wireless headset.

Izabella pursed her lips for a moment, took the headphones and put them on.

Inside the headphones is soothing pure music, a little different from what Izabella expected.

The wind blowing through the window was very comfortable and Izabella soon felt a little sleepy.

She inclined her head to look at Victor at her side, the boy's eyebrows were closed and he was

obviously asleep.

The inter-district bus ride back is still almost two hours away.

The car stopped and drove all the way, and more and more people came up.

Izabella soon couldn't hold on and closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Victor didn't actually fall asleep, and when there was a sudden weight on his shoulders, he immediately

opened his eyes.

Izabella was asleep, her hair was a little messy from the duck-tongue cap, and her hair was hanging

down on the side of her face, and the wind from the car window was blowing everywhere.

Victor raised an eyebrow, raised his hand to remove the duck cap, pressed her hair towards the back of

her ear, and straightened it out before he put the cap back on.

Izabella did not wake up during the whole process.

Victor lowered his head and looked at her hands hanging in his lap, his peach blossom eyes moved

slightly and raised his hand to cover them.

But he was afraid of waking her up, and only dared to hold it vainly.

Heart beating faster than a heartbeat, the palm of a young girl's soft hand below, he still remembered

the touch he held more than half an hour ago, like a good warm jade, let people love it.

Victor slightly hooked his lips and smiled, closed his eyes and also fell asleep.

The car suddenly braked sharply, Victor woke up, opened his eyes and subconsciously raised his hand

to protect Izabella's forehead.

Izabella was drowsy, her eyes were open, and when she saw Victor, she called out in a mute voice,

"Victor, are we there yet?"

"It's not here yet, go back to sleep."

He said, pressing her back onto his shoulders.

Izabella eyes drooped a few times, and really just fell asleep.

Victor watched and tsked lightly.

The heart is quite big.

He tilted his head sideways and looked at Izabella, who was leaning on his shoulder. The hand that

had just held her head could not resist touching her cheek, and the softness of it made him resist

touching it again.

But he did not touch the third, everything in moderation.

Victor withdrew his hand, got much bolder, and took Izabella's hand directly in his.