The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 627
Qiao Yiyuan was wearing off-white casual home clothes, which lacked the sharp lines of a suit, but were more chic and charming in warm colors.

Seeing the little girl on the bed hiding under the quilt, he bent his mouth, walked over with his long legs and sat down on the edge of the bed, and was even carried into his arms.

With such a big movement, the quilt that covered Meng Yao's head also slipped off, and she was forced to face him face to face.

Seeing her reaction of wanting to dig a hole, Qiao Yiyuan was in a good mood, bowed his head and whispered something in her ear.

"Shut up!" Meng Yao yelled in a low voice in embarrassment.

She was going to be ashamed to meet people, and he also said that she was not as thick-skinned as him!
He didn't let her go, she was so angry that she stretched out her hand from under the quilt and pinched his waist, and she felt better when she heard his pain.

"Let you speak!"

With an innocent face on his face, he tightly wrapped his arms around her, stroking her face with his palm so that she could look at him, and said seriously, "Don't think about it when I'm not around, I'll take care of the rest of your life, you know? "

Meng Yao thought of what he said when he proposed at the opening of the Winter Olympics, and then thought about what he said just now, her clear eyes became more watery.

Sending Meng Yao into the bathroom, Qiao Yiyuan folded it out, took a new set of sheets from the cloakroom, and put them on.

In the bathroom, Meng Yao took a comfortable hot bath.

Qiao Yiyuan made the bed, looked in the direction of the bathroom, turned and walked out of the room, went downstairs and turned into the kitchen.

After taking a shower and taking care of herself, Meng Yao went downstairs and smelled the aroma of food wafting in the air, and then Qiao Yiyuan called her into the restaurant. She was a little dumbfounded when she saw three dishes and one soup on the table.

"You buy food to cook?"

Qiao Yiyuan, who was standing in front of Zhang Luo, responded in a low voice, and put the served meal in front of her, "Sit down and eat."

She sat down as promised.

Qiao Yiyuan, who also sat down, looked at her from a distance, took an order into her bowl, and said, "There are Chinese and Western restaurants and supermarkets nearby, which are quite convenient, but it is a little far from the training base, and it takes half an hour to walk."

"Oh. But I don't come here very often."

"It's okay, someone will clean it. Do you want to go out after dinner?"

"Yes." After answering, she immersed herself in eating.

The next morning, Meng Yao met with Biro. He had already joined the training base in China in the United States. Meng Yao successfully entered the training base and reported to her with a letter of recommendation. Everyone in the base expressed enthusiasm for her joining. welcome.

After the welcome, the team members begged Meng Yao if he could show off the song "Mu Guiying in Command", which won the championship in the Winter Olympics.

Biro, who stood by the fence and watched with his arms folded, nodded frequently.

The time for Qiao Yiyuan to return to China is coming soon, Meng Yao wanted to send him to the airport, but he didn't get his permission.

"Take good care of yourself here, call me if you have anything, and communicate with Biro if you have any questions." Qiao Yiyuan said while stroking her hair behind her ears, who was listening to him with her head down, "Before I go back, I have What time do you have to promise me."

She, who was already in the mood of parting, finally looked up at him when she heard what he said later, "What?"

"It is not allowed to wear gloves during training, and it is not allowed to go out with boys alone. Whether it is training or competition, it is not allowed to have too much physical contact with Biro."

She looked at him and blinked, and said cautiously, "What if I forget?"

He held the corner of his lips coldly, stared at her extremely tenderly and said, "I will come here in person to let you know the consequences of forgetting."

(End of this chapter)