He Miao suddenly stopped smiling and retracted her hand. She nodded coldly. "Okay, take Onion to the side and rest. I'll come find you after I'm done."
Jing Yan knew she was angry, but he could only nod helplessly. "We'll wait for you over there."
He Miao watched him leave and lowered her head in grievance. It was only when she finally stood at the front of the line that she managed to sort out her emotions and gathered her courage to walk to the top of the slide ladder with the board.
The staff member patiently explained the things to pay attention to and then helped her place the board. When she slowly adjusted her posture and sat down, he raised his hand to push her back and help her sit on the slide.
He Miao was on tenterhooks, but she could not wait for the staff member's orders. He could not help but turn around and ask, "How can you... I'm not starting." Before she could finish her question, He Miao's words were stuck in her throat.