"Tingting, your health is too weak to withstand the cold; you’d better not go. Wait for us at the rest station," An Yiqing found an excuse for Gu Tingting, seeing she was really scared.
Gu Tingting quickly nodded, gratefully looking at An Yiqing.
In the end, those who decided to participate in night skiing were An Yiqing, Gu Yelin, Xia Hau, Ruan Xue, Tang Lin, Zhou Xiaoyu, Tiezhu, Bali, and Eddie.
Since Yin Xilin was too young, An Yiqing imdiately rejected her involvent, leaving her to be looked after by Gu Tingting.
"You two should stay put at the rest station, don’t run around, wait for us to co back."
"Master, rest assured, I’ll keep a good eye on Sister Tingting," Yin Xilin nodded solemnly, promising An Yiqing like a little adult.
An Yiqing smiled and patted Yin Xilin’s little head, "Good girl Lingling, make sure to help Master keep an eye on Sister Tingting, don’t let her run around, got it?"
"Hey, hey, hey, you two have said enough, I’m still here, you know!" Gu Tingting, being teased by the master-disciple duo, pouted her little mouth, thinking how embarrassing it was for a twenty-year-old woman to be watched by a ten-year-old girl!
An Yiqing and Yin Xilin exchanged a smile, bade each other farewell, and Yin Xilin watched as An Yiqing and the others left.
Watching the backs of An Yiqing and the others as they left, Gu Tingting’s right eyelid suddenly twitched a few tis, and her heart inexplicably started to race.
"Why do I feel sothing’s not right?..." she murmured to herself, an unease creeping over her heart.
anwhile, on An Yiqing’s side, everyone arrived at the resort’s highest skiing point. Once equipped and fully ard, the group split into two teams for the competition.
The finish line was a spot not far from where Gu Tingting and Yin Xilin were at the rest station.
"Xiao Qing, you and General Gu’s skills are too advanced. To be fair, don’t you think you should make so concessions?" Ruan Xue said with a smile.
An Yiqing raised her eyebrows, glanced at Gu Yelin, then turned to Ruan Xue and said, "Alright, how about we give you a thirty-second head start?"
"That’s settled then! Let’s go!" Ruan Xue laughed heartily and dashed down the mountain without another word.
"Xuexue, slow down!" Xia Hau exclaid, shocked as Ruan Xue vanished in an instant, and hurried to chase after her.
The others, seeing Xia Hau and Ruan Xue take off, didn’t linger any longer, each giving their all to strive for first place. Even the usually shy Zhou Xiaoyu got a bit excited by the competitive atmosphere. She glanced at An Yiqing, and with an encouraging look from her, set off blushing.
At this mont, only Gu Yelin and An Yiqing remained at the starting point. They chatted and laughed for thirty seconds, and by the ti they set off, the others were already out of sight.
In the rest station, Gu Tingting sat idly on the sofa, aimlessly pressing the remote at the TV.
"Sigh... so boring!" she sighed for the fifty-third ti and turned her head for the fifty-fourth ti to look at Yin Xilin, who was engrossed in a dical book.
"So boring!" she howled at eight octaves higher, directing her voice at Yin Xilin.
Yin Xilin, enjoying her book, stared back helplessly, put the book down, and looked at Gu Tingting.
"Sister Tingting, you promised Master to stay here quietly."
"I did promise Xiao Qing, but darling Lingling, can’t you stop reading? How about the two of us play sothing!" Gu Tingting really didn’t know what to say about Yin Xilin, such a mature deanor for a little girl, she could even see what An Yiqing must have looked like as a child through her.
"Play what? Sister Tingting, we can’t find common ground to play!" Yin Xilin said innocently.
Gu Tingting’s almond-shaped eyes widened; she felt scorned by a little brat!
"What do you usually play? Let tell you, little girl, your Sister Tingting may not have many skills, but she knows a lot of gas! Just na it, there’s nothing I can’t play!" She rolled up her sleeves, ready for action.
Yin Xilin blinked, "Master often plays poker with ."
"Ha! It’s just poker, I can play that!" Gu Tingting laughed loudly, waving her hand confidently.
"The one who loses to Master must pick a dical book at random and morize it from front to back."
"Pfft—!" Gu Tingting spat out three liters of blood, dying without treatnt.
At that mont, the quiet room suddenly ca alive with the sound of the TV, where the host was speaking. The program was an international news segnt from the national satellite channel, with the female host delivering the latest happenings around the world in a serious tone.
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