LITTLE SEA OTTER BECAME POPULAR 91

Chapter 91

Qiao Dai didn’t expect Cheng Su to play a sneak attack on her. She felt both embarrassed and annoyed. She instinctively reached forward, then quickly retreated with a counterforce, a faint blush appearing at the corners of her eyes.

“You… What are you answering when I asked about ice skating?”

Thinking about what Cheng Su had said in her ear, “It’s quite good,” Qiao Dai couldn’t help but feel her ears itching uncontrollably. When she looked at the slightly wicked smile on his lips, she felt even more embarrassed. She couldn’t help but bite her own lip and look at Cheng Su.

Seeing Qiao Dai skate away, Cheng Su didn’t rush to catch up. Instead, he leisurely glided on the ice and gradually approached her, saying, “Wasn’t I just talking about ice skating?”

Cheng Su looked at Qiao Dai without any guilt, appearing quite self-assured. This irritated Qiao Dai to the point where she wanted to bite him, constantly teasing her.

Qiao Dai continued practicing on the ice rink, huffing in annoyance. She had decided not to pay any more attention to Cheng Su today, letting him be on his own.

Cheng Su, on the other hand, didn’t seem bothered by her attitude. He casually followed at a distance from Qiao Dai, careful not to disrupt her practice. As Qiao Dai felt Cheng Su trailing behind her, she became even more determined to quietly shake him off.

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“R’x qkdl.”

Cheng Su lay on the ice, while Qiao Dai lay on his chest. They locked eyes, and a few strands of Qiao Dai’s hair fell onto Cheng Su’s face, tickling him slightly. Qiao Dai quickly lowered her head, pressing it tightly against Cheng Su’s chest, too embarrassed to look into his eyes.

Even through the thick protective gear and cold-weather clothing, Qiao Dai felt the warmth of Cheng Su’s hand. His fingers were scorching hot, like a red-hot iron pressed against her skin. It didn’t hurt, but it felt as if Cheng Su’s hand was directly connected to her skin, causing her face to turn crimson.

As she raised her head slightly, she could feel Cheng Su’s breath brushing across her face, making her blush and her heart race.

With her head buried against Cheng Su’s chest, avoiding his gaze, Qiao Dai slowly took a deep breath. Then, she slowly lifted her head, like a small animal peeking out from under the covers, and used her bright black eyes to look at Cheng Su.

Cheng Su, who was beneath Qiao Dai, his black hair contrasting with the pristine snow, had fine ice crystals sprinkled on him. The chilling ice shards made his presence even more sharp, like a traveler braving the snowstorm in a vast snowy wilderness.

This is the first time Qiao Dai has seen Cheng Su up close like this.

She looked at the man’s neat eyebrows, high bridge of his nose, and pitch-black pupils, unable to help but blink her eyes. She didn’t know what came to her mind, and without thinking, she lowered her head to kiss Cheng Su’s lips lightly. Then, she patted his chest and said cheerfully, “You dared to ambush me!”

She still remembered Cheng Su kissing her when they first met. She had been irritated at first, but now seeing Cheng Su pinned beneath her, Qiao Dai’s confidence soared. She quickly imitated and kissed Cheng Su, wearing a satisfied expression as she looked at him.

Cheng Su suddenly found it amusing. He looked at the happy and clueless Qiao Dai lying on top of him, wishing he could just lift her up right now and tell her what a real ambush was.

Qiao Dai was still happily lost in her thoughts, and Cheng Su immediately sat up from the ground. His arms wrapped around Qiao Dai’s waist, and he pulled the young girl into his embrace. Then, he quickly kissed her cheek and whispered softly in her ear, “This is what you call an ambush.”

Qiao Dai’s mind went completely blank.

Cheng Su smoothly got up from the ice and, at the same time, helped the dazed Qiao Dai to her feet. He held her hand and said, “Let’s take a break.”

Qiao Dai seemed to be in a daze as she nodded. It seemed her little mind was still in a whirlwind. Cheng Su couldn’t help but chuckle lightly and led Qiao Dai to the side, like a parent with a child.

The staff quickly brought an ice-clearing machine to clean the ice, while Qiao Dai and Cheng Su sat on the nearby seats, watching Qiao Dai’s eyes shine brightly as she gazed at the ice. Cheng Su raised an eyebrow in surprise and asked, “Do you enjoy ice skating?”

Qiao Dai nodded, and she quickly turned her head, as if she had something to say to Cheng Su. Her gaze then fell on the staff members clearing the ice, and she hesitated for a moment.

Seeing Qiao Dai’s concern, Cheng Su’s gaze quickly scanned the staff on the ice rink, and he said, “Don’t worry, this place belongs to the Cheng family.”

When Eleven’s girl group manager, Lu Miao, started looking for a suitable training venue and coach for Qiao Dai privately, Cheng Su had his subordinate company in the sports industry contact her. He had come today after receiving Qiao Dai’s invitation precisely because of this reason.

He knew how the Cheng family operated and wouldn’t let Qiao Dai face any trouble.

Upon hearing Cheng Su’s reassurance, Qiao Dai finally relaxed. She whispered to Cheng Su, “I love it! Back in winter when the sea froze, my friends and I used to skate on the ice. It was so much fun!”

Cheng Su hadn’t expected that Qiao Dai’s fondness for skating was rooted in such memories. Subconsciously, he imagined a scene in his mind where a group of little otters, amidst a snowy landscape, lined up on the gleaming ice, sliding down like they were on a slide, and finally plunging into the water, just like dumplings in hot soup.

Although he knew such a scenario would never happen in reality, Cheng Su couldn’t help but burst into laughter. This left Qiao Dai furrowing her brow, looking at him skeptically, urging him to reveal what had amused him.

Just as the staff had finished clearing the ice, Qiao Dai decided to return to the rink and resume her practice.

On the smooth ice surface, the girl’s movements resembled a painter’s brushstrokes—gentle yet fluid. She painted her story in this pristine white world, captivating any onlookers and leaving them in awe.

Despite the chilly indoor temperature, continuous exercise caused tiny beads of sweat to form on Qiao Dai’s forehead. She took a soft breath and looked towards Cheng Su, who stood at the edge of the rink, sporting a radiant smile.

As Cheng Su watched Qiao Dai’s figure, his mind involuntarily began to envision the spectacle of their official performance.

He closed his eyes, and for a moment, his breath seemed to halt.

It would undoubtedly be a spectacular show.

…

After a period of training, Qiao Dai and the others finally arrived for the recording of “Idol All-Stars.”

Because the guests had chosen different sports disciplines, the performance venues varied accordingly. Qiao Dai and her fellow ice sports participants naturally showcased their skills on the ice rink.

As winter sports were not commonly seen in China, the rented venue accommodated fewer spectators compared to other disciplines. Furthermore, there were restrictions on the number of internal personnel attending. The number of fans who could be present was quite limited.

Due to the limited seating, coupled with nearly ten participants in the ice sports category, each guest had only about twenty to thirty fans in attendance, making the atmosphere somewhat subdued.

“It’s really cold here. Dai dai must be enduring a lot,” someone remarked.

Qiao Dai’s fans had gradually filled the venue. As they entered, many couldn’t help but shiver, thinking, “If the audience seats are this cold, what about the guests on the ice?”

However, although the venue wasn’t as grand as the Central Sports Arena, the opportunity to see their idol’s performance in advance already filled them with satisfaction.

Not long after, the program officially announced the start of recording, and all the fans couldn’t help but take a deep breath and sit up, eagerly looking towards the ice rink, their emotions a mix of excitement and nervousness.

During the drawing of lots, Qiao Dai drew the first slot, which meant she would be the first guest to perform today.

The fans of the other guests breathed a sigh of relief, but Qiao Dai’s fans had their hearts in their throats. They kept their eyes fixed on the ice rink, and when Qiao Dai’s figure appeared, a small cheer erupted from the audience.

On the ice, Qiao Dai, dressed in a deep blue performance outfit, glided gracefully to warm up.

A melodious tune gradually filled the venue. Qiao Dai held a red umbrella and gracefully glided across the ice. The young girl in the blue skirt pushed off the ice with one leg in an outer edge, leaped, spun, and landed. As she moved with grace and agility, her skirt twirled and danced in the air, like a winter flower blooming on the ice.

All the spectators held their breath at that moment. The girl’s figure was so light and agile. She held a red umbrella, appearing in the snowy landscape, like an invisible hand that effortlessly drew everyone’s gaze toward her.

A canvas of white, a touch of blue, a hint of red.

With just a few strokes, these three colors created a vivid picture, like a freehand landscape painting, full of profound meaning.