NovelEnglishResurrecting the Genius Within Chapter 372 Want to Spare With Me? It was the first tshe saw George practicing free-fighting- +5 Pearls George was deep in thought and didn't notice Isabelle standing at the door. With increasing force, each punch he threw hit the punching bag.
His black tank top exposed his muscular arms, and his biceps tensed, displaying smooth and beautiful muscle lines.
After a long flight, Isabelle felt tired. Upon her return, an eye-catching scene greeted her.
She chose to remain silent, merely admiring George's punch.
The sound of punches hitting the sandbag echoed in the spacious boxing room, giving a palpable sense of power with each hit.
Lost in his thoughts. George suddenly noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He immediately stopped, holding the rebounding sandbag in place.
He had a vague premonition.
Turning his head in disbelief, he saw the girl he had just been thinking about appear before his eyes.
George stood there, stunned, as Isabelle walked closer.
"Want to spar with me?" Isabelle asked..
George was speechless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter more than a month of not seeing each other, the first thing the girl he liked said to him upon her sudden return was to challenge him to a fight.
He sighed inwardly.
"No, I won't fight you," he said.
Knowing Isabelle liked to fight, George had no intention of engaging her, even though he knew he couldn't beat her.
"Why did you cback so suddenly without telling me? I could have picked you up at the airport," he said. He took off his boxing gloves, setting them aside.
Isabelle said, "Consider it a surprise." George smiled slightly and nodded. He asked, "Did you have fun in Melfrey? I heard snews about your trip. "Not bad," Isabelle replied.
She noticed George had lost sweight.
1/3 Chapter 372 Want to Spare With Me? want to eat? I can have someone make it "Anything is fine," Isabelle said.
"Alright," George replied.
The awkward conversation made Isabelle feel inexplicably uncomfortable and a bit out of place.
☐92% +5 Pearls They stood facing each other, speechless for a moment, even finding it difficult to make eye contact. Isabelle could tell George felt uneasy.
"Is that all you have to say?" she asked, stepping forward slowly.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Of course, Isabelle could tell how George was doing-he had just been punching with such vigor. She was merely curious about his mental state.
"No," George said, his eyes flickering briefly before continuing in his usual gentle tone. "Let's go have breakfast. It had only been a little over a month, yet it felt as if they had grown distant. This was something Isabelle had not expected.
Isabelle seemed displeased and asked puzzledly. "That's it?" George looked at her. He pressed his lips together and remained silent.
Before he could think of something to say, Isabelle suddenly stepped forward and hooked her arm around his neck. She stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips. The moment their bodies touched, George was shocked, and his eyes met hers completely.
After a brief kiss, Isabelle released him.
The next second, George took the initiative. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and covered the back of her head with his hand, pulling her close.
Isabelle, surprised by the sudden pull, instinctively grabbed his arms to steady herself.
Once he had her in his embrace, George leaned down and kissed her back.
Faced with Isabelle's bold move, George couldn't resist. As Isabelle began to pull away, George reacted instinctively.
As their lips met, George thought that if he didn't do something after Isabelle made the first move twice, he wouldn't be much of a man.
Isabelle's first reaction was that this man was pushing his luck.
Yet she didn't push him away.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTheir tongues intertwined.
Isabelle's mind flashed a bright white light.
2/3 06:40 Chapter 372 Want to Spare With Me? She tightened her grip on his arms.
+5 Pearls Isabelle quickly calmed down. She observed his thin eyelids and long, dark lashes up close.
She couldn't help but think that this old man was actually closing his eyes.
Isabelle had always known that the real George was not as pure and innocent as he appeared. But even since they met, he has always been Επ gentle and considerate towards her. His kiss, like his personality, was gentle and possessive, tender but not forceful.
He seemed immersed and savoured the moment, as if using it to express it his longing, but it was unclear if Isabelle could sense it. The first two light pecks initiated by Isabelle hadn't felt significant, but this twas different.
Their breaths mingled, their senses heightened, and everything becexceptionally clear.
Isabelle's usual calmness gradually turned chaotic under his influence.
Feeling his increasingly warm breath, Isabelle's cars turned controllably red, and her thoughts becΕ jumbled. Finally, George reluctantly let her go and planted a kiss on her forehead.
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