After thinking for a moment, he spoke again, "As for skiing, it's not your strong suit."
With that, there was no way for him to give her a score for now.
Vania laughed even more heartily. "It seems that I'm outstanding in my husband's heart."
Her joyful appearance was like that of a child.
Coupled with the slightly baggy clothes she was wearing, she looked plump, soft, and fluffy, unlike her usual slim figure.
He always wanted to hold her in his arms and give her a squeeze or a pinch.
Hanson thought so and did just that.
Vania, on the other hand, pouted and gave him a sidelong glance.
However, her looking like a child who was angry from being squeezed and pinched made her even more attractive.
Hanson's heart was burning with desire, but in front of everyone, he could only kiss her forehead and suppress his inner thoughts.
He held her hand and gently urged, "Let's go over there and play."
He was referring to the children's area; not that Vania could understand why.
Why did he set his sights on that?
Could it be that I didn't show off my skills enough?
Hanson put on a patient smile. "There's an ice cart over there. I want to pull you around."
He liked having Vania sit on the ice cart while he pushed her around to play.
Then, he would laugh like a child, which would make him feel satisfied.
Hanson was already eager to try it out at just the thought of it. Regardless of whether Vania agreed or not, he pulled her hand and walked forward.
Now, Vania had returned to her previous state.
She waddled forward like a penguin.
Hanson couldn't help but laugh. "Darling, you don't know how to walk, do you?"
Otherwise, why would she be so cute even after showing off her skills?
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