The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 620 My Person, I Naturally Protect It
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Qiao Yiyuan took off his suit jacket and tie, and stood facing the night view of the sea market. His white shirt was tucked into his crisp black trousers, and two collars of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a small patch of wheat-colored skin.

His tall and tall figure was reflected on the glass, with a cigarette sandwiched between the slender fingers of his right hand, the gray smoke curled up, and the cigarette butt flashed fiery red from time to time, his handsome face was slightly surprised by the words of the person on the other side of the phone Suddenly, a cloud of mist poured out from his lightly parted thin lips, and the air was filled with the smell of tobacco.

"Since you are in China, why don't you come to Beishi for a visit."

"Can I understand that you want to compete with me?" Biro asked with a smile on the phone.

"Yes. You are not retired, do you have the intention to be a coach?" Qiao Yiyuan asked him, with a strange look in his casualness.

Biro was a man with a keen mind, so he blurted out and asked him, "Aren't you guarding your little girlfriend?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Qiao Yiyuan smiled lightly, and his eyes that were still faint before became deep the next moment, "The guardian doesn't have to follow behind, my person, I naturally protect her. She wants to go abroad for training Base, you happen to be retiring."

"You want to replace me as Yaoyao's coach with a match?" Biro actually admired Meng Yao very much, and of course he also thought about becoming a coach after retiring.

"Unless you give up the opportunity to make a name for yourself in the coaching circle, or you intend to quit the sports world."

"Sure enough, it's for business! Alright, I'll go to Beishi tomorrow." Biro said briskly.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yiyuan stood for a long time before walking to the glass coffee table, bending over and pressing the cigarette in the ashtray to extinguish it.

After Meng Yao came out of the shower, she saw that the door of the room was closed, thought for a while, walked over to open the door, a strong smell of tobacco entered her nostrils, walked out of the living room and saw Qiao Yiyuan standing in front of the French window with her back facing her.

"You smoke."

Is it because of what she said, unhappy?

Qiao Yiyuan, who was distracted by thinking about something, came back to his senses when he heard the sound, and from his reflection on the window, he saw her standing behind, wrapped in a white bathrobe, petite and exquisite.

He turned back and walked towards her with long legs.

Seeing him approaching with a tall and straight figure like a god, at this moment, as if everything on the sleeping earth revived, Meng Yao's pupils shrank and her heart speeded up unknowingly. The him she saw was always so dignified and calm. In fact, she Knowing that there is also strength under his gentle and easy-going surface, but he didn't peel it off in front of her.

"The smell is strong here, go in." He put his arms around her shoulders and carried her back to the room.

As soon as she got close, she could smell the crisp smell of tobacco mixed with him into her nostrils. When the door of the room was closed, she put one arm around his waist, "Are you unhappy?"

Qiao Yiyuan was a little dazed by her nonsensical words, he lowered his head after thinking about it, and casually asked her without hope, "If I said I was unhappy, wouldn't you have walked so far?"

Yes!
But Meng Yao secretly bit her lip and didn't say the word, Qiao Haiting's words were circling in her mind all the time.

She chose to stay away from the city where he was born and raised, because not only did she want to prove to his father, but also she could be a world champion without him.

At the same time, she also wants to know if she can catch up to his height without him, or stop there.

"I've let you down, no." After she finished speaking, she forced a sweet smile at him.

He pinched her cheek hard, and snorted coldly, "I know you have no conscience!" After speaking, he walked to the other side of the wardrobe, took a pair of underpants and went into the bathroom in front of her.

Seeing the underpants in his hand, Meng Yao blushed.

(End of this chapter)