Alexis and Justin would go abroad tomorrow and wouldn't come back within half a month. Thus, Alexis asked Justin to cook the meal to make up for their absence.
He didn't lie.
"Luis, you're back so early."
Luis nodded. "Aunt Alexis, where is Alison?
"She's memorizing texts upstairs."
Luis said, "I'm going to take a shower."
Alexis was busy and replied, "Okay. Dinner will be ready in half an hour." "I see." Luis went upstairs and subconsciously glanced at the opposite door. The door was left ajar. He quickly withdrew his eyes and entered his room.
In late May, Juanton City became hot. Luis played a basketball game and was wet with sweat. Although he was blown dry by the wind on the way back, he was still smelly.
He took a quick shower and came out of the bathroom, feeling much more comfortable.
Luis knocked on Alison's room door, but no one responded.
He raised his eyebrows and walked towards the balcony.
The balcony was windy. He had just stood there for a while when his hair was dried.
Before he reached the door, Luis heard someone reciting poems.
His pretty eyes moved as he stopped at the door. He inclined his head and saw a rocking chair. Alison was lying on it with her eyes closed. There was a book in her arms. She was reciting poems.
The wind blew across her face and brought her hair to her cheeks. Her fair face looked serene and sweet.
"Luis, do you like Alison?"
"Aunt Alexis said that."
"I see."
Luis felt a bit disappointed, but he quickly regained his composure. "Didn't you memorize these poems long ago?"
"I'm reviewing."
Luis snorted. "You study hard."
Alison bent down and picked up the book." My memory is not as good as yours."
While she moved, her round collar hung down, revealing her chest. Luis hurriedly averted his eyes and pursed his thin lips, his eyes gleaming with emotions.
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