Atobe Keigo put down his finger, and the bird flew up and landed gorgeously on his shoulder. Gorgeous person, gorgeous bird, smiling lightly in the swaying breeze, very proudly, and then, his voice slowly
came, he nodded lightly with his fingers and placed it on a box on the table, with a soft purple in his eyes, "Little maid, I have a gift for you."
"A gift?" Yinyu blinked and put the phone closer to her ear, "What gift?" She was a little surprised, why would he think of giving her a gift?
"We'll talk about it when you come back." Of course, his eldest young master would not tell her so easily. That would take away a lot of fun. Moreover, he also wanted to know what kind of expression his little maid would have when she saw her.
, his little maid is really not gorgeous at all
He smiled, and a series of extremely warm glimmers of light poured into his eyes for a while, flowers surrounded him, and the breeze filled his eyes.
Hanging up the phone, Otoyu frowned slightly. She really couldn't figure it out. Is that guy really only 15 years old? Why does it feel like he is the fox and even his endurance is worse than him?
And how could she meet such a person? It was a fate she couldn't figure out.
"Otowa, is this Atobe's phone number?" Sayato looked at her and asked deliberately. Of course he heard the sound she called Keigo. He was very interested now. When did they have such a good relationship?
"Well, it's him." Otowa put away her phone and nodded, but her mind drifted away. She was still thinking about what gift Atobe Keigo was talking about.
It's strange, why does she have a feeling of expectation?
"I really can't imagine how you get along with each other. That narcissistic and arrogant guy is really unbearable sometimes." Sayato said to herself. Although she said this, she didn't think about her sister living in Atobe's house.
, but he was very relieved. When Atobe Keigo proposed to let Otowa skip a grade, he had considered it. The main reason was that he didn't want to force his sister. He always felt that it would be best to put pressure on her if everything came naturally. This was not what he wanted to see. However,
, in the end, I was persuaded by Keigo Bube. It would be better to be in the same grade after all.
Moreover, he also knows the private tutor of the Atobe family. In this way, for her study, even if she cannot skip a grade, she will still make great progress.
So, after thinking for a while, he finally agreed completely, including living in Atobe's mansion instead of living on campus. He felt more comfortable letting his sister live in Atobe's house.
Sure enough, living up to his high expectations, his sister finally skipped a grade, and it was through her own efforts. When he found out, he didn't know how happy he was. Plus, she was selected as Yuan Yuandu's model this year, which made him even more excited.
I don’t know how to describe my feelings. I am surprised and happy, and my mind is almost out of control.
Otowa looked at Saya Tohru, who was obviously thinking about something. She was a little opposed to the narcissism and arrogance he said. Everyone saw his appearance. At this moment, the impression of that gorgeous boy in her heart suddenly changed.
Added a touch of heartache
Atobe Keigo is narcissistic, a crazy concubine, and even aloof and unruly. However, he is actually very careful. If it is different, he is perfect and aloof. Then hidden under his arrogance, besides all the splendor, in fact, he is also
The loneliness of being aloof is like a fleeting time. That young man just likes that gorgeous smile.
"Brother, Keigo is fine." The voice was faint, but it was deeply protective. She looked at her fingers, and there was a red spot on them, where they were pricked by roses yesterday.
"Oh, he's fine?" Shaye looked at his sister and felt something was wrong. However, he quickly shook his head. He thought too much.
Otoyu didn't answer, her heart just felt lost for a moment.
The car drove to Qingxue's door and stopped. Then she walked towards the car, waved to the people in the car, and then the car left again.
She looked at the door. The campus was very quiet on weekends. There were not many people. The big words "Youth College" at the door were still so conspicuous. She still remembered the dream-like feeling when she looked back for the first time.