novelraw Chapter 922: I’ll Teach You Later
Chapter 922: I’ll Teach You Later
The joy in his heart hadn’t lasted for three seconds before her latter words scattered it.She compared him with two celebrities, indicating that in her heart, his attraction to her was the same as those two stars.
She simply thought his face was good-looking, but she wouldn’t be moved by his appearance.
Maxwell Saxon gave a bitter smile in his heart.
Her ability to undermine was really quite impressive, indirectly expressing she didn’t like him.
She didn’t like him, he had always known.
No need for her reminders time and again, he was well aware.
But what use are her reminders, even though he knew she didn’t like him, he wouldn’t give up.
The woman he truly wanted, he’d only give up if he were dead.
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Upon arriving at Al Snow Mountain, Scarlett Yates found it hard to control her emotions.
Endless snow, huge heaps of snow flooding into her eyes, she stood there dazed, gazing at the snow piled half a meter high, feeling breathless.
Maxwell Saxon walked up to her, watching her dumbfounded look, chuckled softly, and gently asked, "Scarlett, do you ski?"
Scarlett Yates shook her head.
"Then I’ll teach you later, skiing is very fun, I believe you’ll definitely like this sport."
"Maxwell Saxon, can I build a snowman here?" Scarlett asked foolishly.
"Of course you can, you can build as many snowmen as you want." As he said this, his eyes were filled with tenderness and indulgence, but Scarlett couldn’t see it as her eyes were fully focused on the snow-covered ground.
"Then let’s build a snowman first and play." After receiving his affirmative answer, Scarlett immediately transformed into action mode, ready to build a snowman.
"Wait a minute."
Maxwell looked at her with a mix of laughter and tears: "Scarlett, if we’re going to build a snowman, we can buy some tools first, that way the snowman will be prettier."
Scarlett was stunned for a moment, then nodded foolishly: "Yes, yes, we need to buy tools, let’s go quickly."
She seemed impatient, asked someone about where to buy tools, and immediately ran off.
She ran swiftly, her feet sinking deep into the snow, and when they lifted, her pants and shoes were filled with snow, making Maxwell frown and say it would soak her shoes and freeze her feet, but she didn’t care at all, laughing and saying, "I’m not cold, not cold at all."
Maxwell asked her to stop and empty the snow from her shoes, but she didn’t listen, instead, she scooped up some snow, made a snowball, and turned to throw it at Maxwell.
The snowball hit Maxwell, scattering as it landed, with half of the snow creeping into his clothes through his coat collar.
His body heat melted the snow, soaking the sweater inside Maxwell’s coat.
The chill clung to his skin, making him shiver in the cold.
If anyone else dared to throw a snowball at him, Maxwell would have lost his temper.
But since it was Scarlett, he not only couldn’t get angry but had to cooperate with her, even when dodging, he couldn’t completely evade.
Otherwise, if she missed every time, she’d surely find it uninteresting.
So, when Scarlett threw the next snowball, Maxwell pretended to dodge, and eventually, due to "not evading in time," got hit on the head, snow splattering all over, on his eyebrows, eyelids, nose, and mouth, all covered with snow.