Shen Jiazhou carefully zipped up her zipper and then very naturally straightened her collar: "Make sure your clothes are in order. It's very cold outside. Don't let yourself get too cold before you've had enough fun."
Wen Shuqiao snapped out of her daze and said, "Oh, it's warm in here. I was thinking of going outside to put it on."
Shen Jiazhou said, "Let's go, Miss Red Turtle, let me, your coach, see what level you are at."
A red turtle?
Wen Shuqiao glanced at it from the side; behind her was a red tortoise shell, festive, cute, and beautiful.
Shen Jiazhou took the lead and walked out, and Wen Shuqiao quickly followed, saying, "Coming, coming."
When she wasn't looking, Shen Jiazhou couldn't stop smiling.
But when Wen Shuqiao caught up, he tried to keep a straight face: "I'm very strict."
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but become serious: "Okay."
Shen Jiazhou glanced at her and couldn't help but laugh.
Wen Shuqiao was a little confused by the laughter: "What are you laughing at?"
Shen Jiazhou's tone also rose: "Guess."
Wen Shuqiao shook her head, but then sighed.
Shen Jiazhou's expression turned puzzled: "Why are you sighing?"
Wen Shuqiao glanced at him and simply said, "Guess."
Shen Jiazhou realized what was happening and said, "You're teasing me again."
Wen Shuqiao imitated Can Can, raising one hand, pulling at her own face, making a funny face, and speaking in riddles that no one could understand.
“You’re not nice to the coach, he’s going to get angry.” Shen Jiazhou crossed his arms. “Say something nice, or I’ll go find another student.”
Wen Shuqiao turned her face to one side, pretending not to hear.
"Don't give me that!" Shen Jiazhou put his hand down. "I'm not Can Can!"
Wen Shuqiao quickened her pace, and Shen Jiazhou followed: "Wen Shuqiao, don't go. Will you lose a piece of your flesh if you try to appease the coach?"
Wen Shuqiao couldn't hear.
Just then, another man caught up and asked, "Handsome? I can sweet-talk you, and I can pay double. We're even from the same country. How about you teach me?"
Wen Shuqiao and Shen Jiazhou both stopped and turned to look at the fully armed man.
Wen Shuqiao suppressed a laugh, while Shen Jiazhou's expression was somewhat complicated: "I'm busy."
Wen Shuqiao deliberately said, "I'll go find someone else... um?"
Before she could finish speaking, Shen Jiazhou covered her mouth, put his other arm around her shoulder, and pushed her out.
Wen Shuqiao struggled to look back, but Shen Jiazhou's arm seemed to be welded to his body, refusing to let her turn her head.
He added in a voice only they could hear, "If they really stick together, you'll have to teach them, Miss Red Turtle. I advise you not to go through the trouble!"
Wen Shuqiao pulled away his hand that was covering his mouth: "You were the one who insisted on fighting for it, and now you're unhappy."
Shen Jiazhou's face turned green. He pushed Wen Shuqiao and walked frantically, saying, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"
Then he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Who wants to teach others? Do I lack that skill?"
Wen Shuqiao rolled her eyes helplessly. Men's hearts are unfathomable.
On the other side.
Can Can chuckled and said, "It's my aunt and uncle. What are they doing?"
Yu Mingxue and Gu Xingyuan were chatting when they heard Cancan's voice and turned to look. They saw Shen Jiazhou hugging Wen Shuqiao and walking wildly to the other side, as if there was some kind of monster behind them.
Gu Xingyuan exclaimed, "Looks like the progress is promising! I knew it would be different to play outside!"
In a foreign land, two hearts gradually drew closer.
Yu Mingxue glanced at him: "Too talkative."
Gu Xingyuan immediately replied, "I'm just worried about Chen Er. Let's go, let's go. Xiao Bao can't wait to go skiing, can he?"
Can Can nodded, snapping out of her daze as she looked at her aunt and uncle's retreating figures: "Skiing!"
He wants to be the best skier in the whole place!
*
Only after confirming that the strange man hadn't followed did Shen Jiazhou release Wen Shuqiao.
Now he's crossed his arms and silent again, and anyone with eyes can see that he's angry about something that's hard to understand.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at him, pretending not to understand, and put her hand to her eyes, making a gazing motion: "There are so many people, everyone is so amazing, I'm sure I'll be just as amazing later."
“You’ll fall really hard,” Shen Jiazhou said. “Give up your fantasies, the area over there where people are screaming in terror is where you’ll be.”
He lowered his hand and manually turned Wen Shuqiao around, positioning her in the junior high school area. That area was crowded, with some people who were clearly coaching students.
Wen Shuqiao held up one finger and shook it; she was already wearing heavy gloves, which made her look a little comical.
Shen Jiazhou wanted to laugh, but then he imagined something and his lips quickly turned down to a serious expression.
The next second he heard Wen Shuqiao say, "My coach is obviously better than those other coaches. With such a good coach, I definitely won't scream. If my coach teaches me today, I'll go skate and bring back an Olympic gold medal for him tomorrow. That will make him proud!"
Shen Jiazhou couldn't keep up the act anymore. He laughed and said, "Don't try that. You just know how to say things to fool me."
Wen Shuqiao replied innocently, "No."
Looking at her face, Shen Jiazhou realized now that he had been a little too intimate. Moreover, Wen Shuqiao's face was so small; he felt it was even smaller than his palm.
After a moment of reflection, Shen Jiazhou coughed lightly and took the ski goggles that had been on her head and put them on her.
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