"Stop! Is this what you should ask?"

"The thought is not pure!" Pamela clapped his hands and laughed. "I want to ask if Rowan mentioned the wedding to you last night! What do you think!"

Slightly dazed, Claudia said softly, "No."

"What? No? He didn‘t mention it? Really didn‘t mention it?"

"No."

"No, it shouldn‘t." The eyebrows wrinkled and Pamela lay prone on his desk. "I think he was very excited yesterday. When he saw you wearing your wedding dress, his eyes were straight."

Claudia reached out and poked the little girl between the eyebrows. "All right, just worry about your own wedding. Don‘t worry about my affairs. Besides, when do you need to worry about my affairs?"

"Claudia, don‘t be kind enough to be a donkey‘s liver and lung."

"Uh－huh, I don‘t think so. In short, you should leave it alone."

"No, no, no mention of the wedding." Pamela is still mumbling.

Claudia opened another document and seemed to be reading it, but only she knew that she could not read a word.

… …

49 City Ski Resort.

The meat dumplings warmed up with the coach.

Claudia yawned and looked listless.

Wen Jing handed her a cup of milk tea and asked with a smile, "why? Did you take too much bath last night?"

"Poof!" Just into the mouth of the milk tea spit out, Claudia looked at Wen Jing embarrassed and shocked.

Wen Jing shrugged, "I‘m sorry, I‘m used to being outspoken. Moreover," squeezing her eyes, she said, "I didn‘t know you were so thin－skinned, you were all mothers."

This has nothing to do with cheek or something.

She just didn‘t expect to be molested by a little girl younger than herself.

Pure consternation.

"Believe me, I haven‘t lost much." On Jing‘s shoulder, Claudia frightened her, "So, don‘t provoke me."

"I‘m so scared." Wen Jing pretended to shiver, making Claudia laugh.

Otherwise, this little girl is really cute.

"Pupil pupil! Sister! What are you laughing at?" The meat dumplings warmed up and ran over.

Claudia bent over to kiss him and gave him a bite of milk tea in his hand. "Secret."

"Can‘t you tell me?"

"No."

The meat dumplings pie their mouths like little adults and hold Wen Jing‘s hand. "Sister, I‘m ready to warm up and start."

"OK, wait for me to warm up."

"Give it to me." Claudia took Wen Jing‘s milk tea and said, "Go ahead."

Wen Jing led the meat dumplings and the two followed the coach to the snow field.

Claudia watched it for a while. Wen Jing and the meat dumplings played very well. She was relieved to go to the rest area and wait for Rowan to come over.

This man is also true. He said he would come earlier. It has been more than an hour and he hasn‘t arrived yet.

After drinking a cup of milk tea, Rowan arrived late.

"Where is the meat?"

"I‘m playing with Jingjing over there." Pointing to the snow field, Claudia said, "Why are you so slow?"

Rowan sat down beside her and said in a heavy voice, "There is some delay."

"Well, I‘ll introduce them to you later when they come back."

On the other side of the snow field, the meat dumplings glided for a certain distance and turned to Wen Jing. "Sister, do you think I am good?"

In that way, how can she be so similar to her brother?

Wen Jing smiled and compared him with his thumb, "awesome!"

After being praised, the meat dumplings worked harder.

The two had a very good time and were tired. Wen Jing hugged the meat dumplings and rolled into a ball in the snow.

"Well, let‘s go and have a rest and drink."

"Good." Meat dumplings like to learn from Wen Jing‘s speech, and what they have learned is very good.

Wen Jing loved his clever strength and gave him two kisses, leading him to the rest area.

From a distance, the sharp－eyed meat dumplings saw his father.

Release Wen Jing‘s hand, he ran and rushed over.

"Dad!"

Rowan heard his son‘s voice and immediately stood up.

Turning his head, he saw a regiment with a thin lip hook. He bent over to catch the little fellow who jumped in and picked it up.

The meat dumplings put their arms around his father‘s neck and reported their record just now in jabbering.