Chapter 2. School

The start of school is a big event in Asu's mother's heart, so she and Yi Ming's father ended their trip early and returned to Dongfang. Although Irolo has started school 34 times.

"Baby, I know you're very attached to copying this oil painting, but today is your first day of school, so you can't be late." Aso's mother knocked on the closed studio door and reminded gently.

"Darling, cheese bread slices, and your favorite fruit salad." Yi Ming's father accosted from the kitchen downstairs.

The hermit people have excellent voice transmission and hearing, even if they are a few kilometers away in the field, they can hear what they want to hear, and transmit the sound to the people in the distance.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Irollo was wearing a silk embroidered suspender dress, and her long hair was tied into a ball, and a paintbrush was inserted on it. Straight and slender at the back, butterfly bones are engraved from the maxi skirt. Before he could turn back, he was already sure that this must be a beauty.

At this time, the beauty was fighting with the canvas and the brush with her eyebrows, and her fair skin had the illusion of crystal clarity in the sunlight. The phoenix eyes unique to oriental beauties are delicate like dolls, and the pursed lips are not coated with fat powder but have a natural flesh pink. Although it is very cute, it is not soft and waxy. A faint cinnabar mole between the left eyebrows adds a touch of charm to this three-dimensional facial features.

The sunflowers being copied on the canvas in front of him already have some seductive tension, and Van Gogh's original work is hot and crazy. This painting by Irolo is a little more vibrant and charming.

Listening to Aso's mother's call at the door, Irolo got up and teleported from the balcony to the door on tiptoe, although the teleportation was mostly sealed, but the small area was still fine.

"Good morning, dear mother. Give me ten minutes, oh no, twenty minutes. With that, Irolo gave Aso's mother a mischievous kiss on the cheek, and went back to the room with his bare feet on the carpet.

The pale lotus pink long skirt sets off the Ioloro with a little more girlish delicateness, and the scorpion braid is obediently on the shoulders with a little gentleness. In summer, Irolo is particularly fond of slip dresses, which are comfortable and save the trouble of matching. What's more, with a height of 175cm, there is no pressure to control any long skirt.

Walking over to the dresser, Irolo pressed two light brown contacts for himself. His eyes are as translucent blue as the deep sea, and such eyes are too cold, not like human beings. I also painted a light makeup full of vitality, hundreds of years are enough time to make Irollo live exquisitely, and I also learned to use makeup to disguise it more appropriately.

"Good morning Mom and Dad." Irolo staggered down the stairs. I pinched a piece of cheese bread and took a big bite of it: "Dad, your cooking skills are even better than Chef Jack in the Michelin restaurant a few days ago." ”

"Your mouth is so sweet, you coax your father to not even know the north. When we came back from this trip to the UK, we specially brought good cheddar cheese. Aso's mother said as she smeared slices of bread with basil sauce.

Ino and Eman went downstairs after a while.

Eman went to the kitchen to grind a few cups of coffee and laid them out in front of everyone one by one. Eman's coffee was a must-have for them in the morning, and Irolo had never drunk coffee outside in years, as the old saying goes.

After putting the coffee away, Eman elegantly ate breakfast with a knife and fork: "Luo Luo, I think you can add a shawl." That short shawl of a white mink? Yi Man frowned and thought for a moment: "Oh no, it's still the medieval knitted cut-out shawl that sets off your temperament better." ”

Eman and Eno grew up in England for hundreds of years, with the aesthetic of the English aristocracy in their bones.

Luo Luo nodded in agreement while eating a salad: "From an aesthetic point of view, it should indeed be so, today I play a freshman, full of vitality and curious baby." Iolo's eyes widened and he grimaced.

"I'll send you there later." Ino said without raising his head.

"Uh-huh."

The hermits do not rely on the intake of things to sustain their lives, and the meaning of eating is the most important thing for their family to communicate emotional pleasure and taste buds. Irolo nodded kindly.

Ino, a cold-faced gentleman, has been with him for a long time, and people can't help but be concise.

After breakfast, Irolo went upstairs and opened the cloakroom, picked out a contrasting handbag, changed into a pair of light egg roll shoes, and followed Eno out the door.

Yi Luoluo lives in Jing'an No. 1, a suburban villa area, as a high-end villa area in M City, close to Xishan, with a quiet environment, such a living area can not only safely hide his identity, but also conform to the independent temperament of the hermit.

"Hi, Grandma Yang, good morning. Your flower beds are so beautiful, especially the newly bloomed chrysanthemums. Yi Luoluo saw Grandma Yang in the next villa tending to flowers and plants in the flower garden, and greeted happily.

"Morning, little Lolo." Grandma Yang straightened up and greeted Iloro with a smile: "I'll give you a rose, my little princess." ”

Yi Luoluo happily walked to the side of the flower garden in the aisle, and took the flowers with a smile: "Thank you, grandma, this is the most beautiful gift I have ever received." ”

Saying that, Yi Luoluo gently kissed Grandma Yang's cheek, and the old man happily hugged Yi Luoluo: "Go, your brother has been waiting for a long time."

Looking at Ino, who was sitting in the car a little impatient, Iolo stuck out his tongue and said goodbye to Grandma Yang with a smile.

Luo Luo's family has moved here for more than three months, and Luo Luo's best acquaintance is an old couple next door to the professor. He is over 80 years old, but he is still in good health, and occasionally goes to university to give lectures. The old man was very fond of Lolo, and occasionally baked small biscuits for their family. Aso's mother always takes her family to help the elderly do what she can.

"Old woman, let's go in too, it's a little cold. Let's go back too. Grandpa Yang took a shawl and gently draped it on Grandma Yang's shoulders.

At this time, although it is a small tail of summer, it is already cool in the morning and evening.

The old couple entered the house arm in arm.

Just as he was about to get into the car, Irolo saw this warm scene from a distance.

Yi Luoluo felt that Grandpa Yang and Grandma Yang were the most loving neighbors they had met in hundreds of years, never noisy, and always clasped their fingers when they went out for a walk. Eloro suddenly understood the old idiom, and they were in love with each other.

In the blue supercar, you can vaguely see Ino's slightly mixed-race facial features, but it is an iceberg face that attracts girls, and the water chestnut horns are clearly and a little unruly. Eno drove slowly down the road in the university district, causing the girls to scream.

The girls wanted to strike up a conversation, but they died down when they saw the elegant and slightly cold Ioloro on the side. Although I don't want to admit it, the little inferiority complex in the hearts of boys and girls is already whispering: "Look, this is the prince and princess in a world."

Although there are many children of well-to-do families among the students of the University of Saint Laurent, temperament is difficult to develop in a short period of time, and even requires hundreds of years of accumulation by a family.

Irolo smiled wickedly at Ino, "My prince, you have messed with a girl's heart again. ”