Be good, baby, I'm submissive, Master Tsundere Sheng has fallen

Chapter 159 The Wounded Little Hedgehog



Chapter 159 The Wounded Little Hedgehog

Mo Xigu put on his gloves, bent down to pick up the skis, and reluctantly went to Lin Xia.

The opponent's pace was chaotic.

Shake and stagger.

Then she hit a tree. "..."

Mo Xigu stepped forward quickly, held Lin Xia's arm from behind, and pulled him over from the big tree stump, "I'll teach you how to ski, don't mix in the crowd like an idiot and perform your superb bumping Great skill."

Lin Xia was at a loss for words.

Seeing her silent, humbly ask for advice.Mo Xigu also slowed down his voice, and instructed her: "Put your feet firmly on the skis, hold the support pole with both hands, lean forward, and stabilize."

Sliding back and forth with her several times.

Mo Xigu was ready to try.

"I'll wait at the bottom, you slide down the mountainside. Remember to keep your center of gravity steady, don't move your eyes around, just stare at me later."

Lin Xia nodded.

In her unfamiliar field, she is quite smooth when studying.

In fact, when she behaved well, she wasn't very annoying.It's also kind of flattering to look at it a few more times.

Mo Xigu looked at her a few more times, gave her some advice, and then walked down the snowy path.He stood at the fixed point, and waved to Lin Xia on the mountainside, signaling that she could skate.

The other party sank.

Remembering the process and steps of Master Mo's teaching, he slid down step by step.

"what--"

"puff--"

Accompanied by the woman's slight cry, she threw herself into the arms of the staring target without warning.Mo Xigu was hit by her and leaned back a little, he stretched out his hand to catch her while stabilizing his center of gravity.

"Learn!"

"Skiing isn't too difficult!"

Hearing her voice, Mo Xigu came back to his senses.The moment he realized that he was holding her, the man immediately withdrew his hands around her waist, like touching a hot potato, and quickly put his hands behind his back.

Lin Xia, who didn't notice the man's strangeness, stepped on the skis on the spot, then tiptoed and reached out to pat Mo Xigu on the shoulder, "Thank you, Mo Yingdi, I will treat you to dinner when I have a chance when I return home."

When Mo Xigu came back to his senses, Lin Xia had already gone far.

in sight.

The woman happily ran up the mountainside with her skis, just like a child discovering something novel, and having fun with it.

His vision blurred.

After a few seconds, it slowly focused and became clear again.

Mo Xigu stared at Lin Xia on the snow-capped mountain for a long time, then lowered his head to look at his hands, as if he could still feel the touch when he hugged her waist in his palms.

This feeling is familiar.

Looks very familiar.

Could it be that I touched it in a dream again?

He swears that he has never seen Lin Xia before, the first time he saw her in the studio lounge, and when he heard her voice, a string jumped a few times for no reason, and it is the same today.

"Wow--"

Hearing the woman's excited shout, Mo Xigu pulled back his thoughts and at the same time took steps towards the direction where she slid down.

He reached out and caught her firmly.

"Thank you Mo Yingdi!"

After thanking him, Lin Xia stood up straight, knelt down to pick up the skis, and went to the mountainside again.

After that she played many times.

Mo Xigu always waited for her at the foot of the mountain to catch her every trip.

Lin Xia's words are also changing:

"Thank you, King Mo, I will treat you to dinner when I get a chance when I return home."

"Thank you Mo Yingdi!"

"Thank you!"

"Hey hey hey."

"Wink~ (a wink in the eye)*"

far away.

Special Assistant Xu: "Young Master Mo won't show off his skills today, and he's concentrating on teaching Ms. Lin how to ski. It's rare."

As a flower peacock, Mo Xigu's standard of life is enthusiasm.

where to go.

He likes to be chased by everyone's eyes and to be sought after.It is rare to stay in the same place in such a low-key manner, playing a repetitive thing with a certain person.

Fu Chengyu looked at Mo Xigu who was picking up Lin Xia at the bottom of the mountain in the distance.

He hugged her, and then the girl happily pulled the skis away, while the man stayed where he was and waited.

The picture evokes threads of memory.

I don't know what to think of, Fu Chengyu's indifferent eyes flashed fleetingly, and then returned to his usual expressionless look.He got up and walked to the ski resort lounge.

"Mr. Fu, have you stopped playing?"

"Ah."

-

Here.

Next to the blue snow track.

Yu Weiwei was finally tired from playing and sat on the bench to rest.Sheng Shi went to the self-service vending machine to buy hot drinks for her, and when he left, he told her not to run around, because there were many people in the ski resort, so as not to be hit by skiers.

She nodded obediently.

Not long after the man left, several children with small buckets and shovels were digging snow under the spruce trees.Seeing Yu Weiyi sitting there alone, one of the little boys walked towards her and enthusiastically gave her a small shovel.

then.

There is an extra snow digger under the spruce tree.

"Wow--"

"There's a guy skiing on the black ski trail. His skills are pretty good. Let's go and have a look."

"Have professional players come to show off their skills?"

"It doesn't look like a professional movement, not so smooth and gorgeous, but it is still eye-catching among ordinary tourists."

Listen to the conversation of passers-by.

Yu Weiwei stopped digging the snow with his hands and looked up at the black snow track.

There are a lot of people.

A woman could be seen in the distance. She struggled down the steep slope, rushed across the narrow snowy path, and tossed in the air for a circle.

Out of [-] points.

This can give a passing score of [-].

It's not very good-looking, and the technology is average, so you can watch it lively.

There are very few people playing the black snow track, and the onlookers are all non-professional passers-by, applauding and cheering for the woman's skills.

Yu Weiwei's gaze was fixed on the crowd of people.

When they were children, the three of them often came to Switzerland and the Saas-Fee ski resort.She remembered that when she was six years old, she sneaked to the black snow track while her parents were lovingly skiing in pairs.

She was well received at the time.

Professional skiers who come on vacation speak highly of her.

Cheers and applause sounded.

The glacier snow and the crowded crowd complement each other, making people dazzled.Yu Weiyi saw the tall and thin boy standing under the larch tree for the first time.

He was about ten years old.

The glaciers in the Swiss Alps are the closest to heaven, with the brightest and purest sunshine.But falling on him did not dispel the haze and ashes.

He is gloomy.

The gloomy boy stood in the sun and was out of place with the crowd.

When she looked at him, the boy also looked at her.Across the turbulent crowd, the two stared at each other for a long time.She wanted to walk towards him, but her parents called her.

When she answered her parents' words, she turned her head again, and there was no sign of him there.

Small single family happiness.

She is a flower bud growing up bathed in the sun.

Empathy is strong.

I don't know the boy's past, but feel sorry for his injuries.Xiao Weiwei searched the entire ski resort, trying to give him a lollipop, but he still couldn't find anyone.

On the way home in the evening.

She shared her experiences with her parents.

She said: "Mom, I saw an injured little hedgehog in the snow field."

Yu's mother: "Did the baby take care of him?"

Only: "He walked too fast, I didn't find it."

Yu's mother: "Perhaps that hedgehog also saw you and felt that you cared about him."

Wei Wei: "I really want to take him home. In our house, he will definitely not be bullied. I really hate people who bullied him."

Father Yu: "It's okay baby, we will meet again if we have the chance."


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