The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 459 I Like You Hypocritically

Walking out of the corridor, the cold wind blew Meng Yao's neck and teeth chattered. She turned around and hid back in the corridor. She put the hat behind the coat on her head, took out the mask and gloves from her bag and put them on before going to the tram shed to pick up the car. .

Not far from the gate of the community, Meng Yao was stopped by a black car a few meters away. Meng Yao thought it was some wicked person who wanted to stop like this, but after looking at the car for a few seconds, she felt familiar. O-shaped stupefied.

Qiao Yiyuan was wearing thin cotton home clothes, and the long down coat hadn't been zipped up outside. He was wearing navy blue cotton slippers and approaching her. He looked like he was in a hurry.

Seeing him walking in the cold weather, Meng Yao felt both funny and distressed. After supporting the tram, she ran to stand in front of him, and said to him with a straight face, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home? Can't get dressed."

In such a cold day, what should I do if I catch a cold?
Qiao Yiyuan was not in a very happy mood either. He glanced at the tram not far behind her, and ignored her words, "Ride the tram back now and take my car."

It is rare to see him with a tough attitude, and she couldn't help feeling a little angry, "What if I don't."

"Then I'll ride the tram back myself, and you wait for me in the car." After he finished speaking, he passed her and walked towards the tram.

Seeing that he kept what he said, she was so frightened that she ran after him and grabbed him, "You don't know how to ride a tram and you will fall!"

"Who said I can't ride a tram? Did I tell you?" He stretched his right arm and wrapped her around his arms to shield her from the cold wind. Because of the strong wind, he squinted his eyes and watched her condescendingly as she was caught by the cold wind. With a bloodless face, he frowned secretly, "You are still menstruating now, don't you know you need to keep warm and rest?"

She blushed, but her heart was warmed by his care, and when she lowered her head, she saw his big feet wearing cotton slippers blowing the cold wind in the cold weather, and finally had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, okay, you win, I won Ride the tram back, turn the car so that you don't block the lane." After speaking, he pulled his right hand around his waist, turned and walked towards the tram.

Qiao Yiyuan's face looked better now, he turned around and got in the car, drove the car to the side of the gate of the community, and then adjusted the front of the car to wait for Meng Yao.

Not long after, Meng Yao came out from the gate of the community. She took off her gloves after getting into the car, and at the same time she still didn't forget to say a few words to him, "If you want to go out, you should wear thicker clothes. What should you do if you catch a cold?"

"Ha chirp."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard him sneeze. She turned to look at him worriedly, and saw that he was rubbing his nose with his left hand.

After a while he said, "If you promised me to pick you up when you called, I wouldn't rush out like this."

"Then why are you still running here? You have to dress properly when you come here." She still couldn't understand his abnormal and irrational behavior.

"Because you are my girlfriend." He turned his head to look at her, stopped at the traffic light, looked back at her and continued, "If I changed my clothes slowly, I wouldn't have blocked you at the gate just now. It's such a cold day, Is there a boyfriend who can't handle it?"

"But it's a trivial matter. It's too hypocritical not to be able to do such a trivial matter."

"I just like your hypocrisy. I don't mind if you are hypocritical to me in everything."

"Pretentiousness is acting, I don't like acting." She looked at him incredulously and said, "Why do you like girls acting? I feel like a waste if girls act too much."

Pretending to be incapable of doing anything and waiting for others to do it for you, what is it if it’s not waste?
(End of this chapter)