When it comes to Brazil, Donn thinks of football first, and football is second. When it comes to Rio de Janeiro, Donn also thinks of football. In his mind, football is everything in Brazil, Brazil is football, and the two can be completely equated.

However, when he came to Rio de Janeiro, his eyes were not attracted by football, but by the exotic atmosphere completely different from England and China.

He saw a lot of football, he was football every day when he was working, but when he came to Brazil, he suddenly turned a blind eye to the children who were playing football all over the streets.

Sunny beaches, tropical vibes, passionate bikini beauties, palm trees swaying in the sea breeze. In the distance, the sound of the tide is in your ears, and the blue waves are rippling.

"It's a pity it's not February, otherwise you wouldn't have rolled your eyes." Shania, who was sitting next to him, said suddenly.

"February? Why February? Don was puzzled.

"Carnival, Rio's Carnival is world-famous—" Shania said in a long voice.

Don turned his head to look at Shania, who was only wearing a three-point bikini, and the more she looked at it, the more she looked at it, the less she looked like a child. Now, of course, the two of them are on Rio de Janeiro's most famous beach, Copacabana, and as far as the eye can see, the silvery white sand is full of people.

Don stared at Shania for a while, looking a little embarrassed, and then he turned his head with a smile. "I'm not interested in that." He said and lay down, "It's all together, and there's nothing to look at." However, Brazil is a great place to be...... "When you open your eyes, you can see a clear blue sky and white clouds, which are basically impossible to see in the UK."

Shania next to her snorted softly.

"What do you think of my mom and dad?" She asked, turning around to her side beside Donn.

"Better than I thought......" Don continued to look at the sky, the sapphire-like sky, and he couldn't get enough of it.

"Huh? What do you imagine it to look like? Shania was curious, Don had never told her about her parents.

Don's gaze remained the same, but yesterday's scene appeared in front of him.

※※※ He and Shania arrived in Brazil yesterday, and as soon as they arrived at the airport, Sania's father was waiting outside the airport in his car.

Shania's father was still as polite as he had been when they first met. As for Shania's mother, she has a much better attitude than when they first met, and her behavior is very much in line with the status of a wealthy middle class. He always kept a smile on his face, but it still made Don feel a little unkind. Maybe he was not used to having trouble with the little girl Shania, and he suddenly entered some formal meetings, which made Don not very accustomed to it.

I don't know why, Don and Shania would be very casual when chatting, but once they talked to Shania's parents, their waist would involuntarily straighten up, their speech slowed down, and their voices were flattened. No one asked him to do that, and Shania didn't greet him in advance to see how he was talking to his parents. He did it completely subconsciously.

The discovery annoyed him a little, but he couldn't show it yet. He didn't want to make a bad impression in the hearts of Shania's parents.

The other party treated him like a visitor from afar, taking care of him and not finding anything wrong. Both of them had jobs, and they were very busy with their jobs, so they asked Shania to take care of all his daily life in Brazil, hang out with him, and arrange their own schedules, and neither of them asked. From this point of view, they were also relieved of Donn.

Early this morning, when Don woke up from his sleep, he had overturned the jet lag and found that Shania had already made breakfast.

While sitting at the table to eat, Shania asked Don where he wanted to go, and Don was not familiar with Brazil, so he naturally couldn't say where he wanted to go. Shania decided on her own and came to the most famous beach in Rio de Janeiro and the most famous and wonderful beach in the world - Copacabana Beach.

This place is almost the first stop for almost all visitors to Rio de Janeiro. Shania is also a little selfish - she actually wants to go to the beach and soak up the sun. In the UK, in cold and damp Newcastle, such a beach is impossible to see.

Don has no objection, anyway, although he is a coach, he is in good shape, and he is not afraid of wearing only one swim trunk to the beach to be embarrassed.

And...... You can see Sania wearing three points...... He's looking forward to it.

※※※"Anyway...... Your parents are a little better talkative than I thought. Don said.

"Is it because my parents went to England to pick me up that time, did you have that impression?" Shania said with a grin.

"You're still laughing!" Don glared at her, "It's all you, I was no different from a fool at the time." ”

As he said this, Shania smiled even more happily, her feet flapping against the delicate sand, her head bowed, her shoulders shrugged violently.

Don coughed twice. Finally, Shania smiled less exaggeratedly, she pulled up her loose hair, and glanced at Don with a smile: "Sometimes I think Uncle Tony is cute......"

"Hah!" Don sighed and reached under Shania's armpit, "I'll squeak you, no big or small!" ”

Shania grabbed her arms and dodged, but Don chased after her, reaching to the other side, this time Shania could only fall to Don to dodge the attack from the outside, and Don took advantage of the momentum to push forward, blocking Shanya's escape route. Now Shania could only shrink into his arms, giggling and begging for mercy.

"It's so itchy! It's so itchy...... Spare me, Tony...... Uncle Tony! Haha, hee-hee...... Yes! ”

Shania lay on the beach, Don with his hands on the ground, looking down at her. Shania, who had been squeaked by Donn, had a ruddy complexion, her breath was disordered, and she lay on her back weakly, her chest lying together. The belly button on her lower abdomen was like a small mouth, opening and closing with her breathing.

There was a sudden silence between the two, a smile fixed on Shania's face, and Donn's hand rested on hers, and the two of them stared at each other. In my ears was the playful laughter of red men and green women, accompanied by the sound of the tide, one after another. Not far away is a young couple hugging and kissing, and Don can see it all when he squints.

He snapped back to his senses and rolled over and lay down, not daring to look at Shania lying beside him. But her timid voice sounded in her ears: "Uncle Tony......"

The sound reached Donn's ears, and he could still feel the hair in his ears being blown by a warm breath, crispy and itchy. He shuddered inwardly and set his gaze into the distance, with no focus, no goal, just letting his attention not be around for the time being.

"The weather is nice! Much better than in the UK. He coughed.

"Hmmm! Actually, I don't like Britain at all! Shania sat up, her voice coming alive again.

"Then you still go there to be a model, if you want to be a model, you can also do it in Brazil? Models are not football, and the center of the world is not in the UK. ”

"......" Shania behind her was silent for a while, and said faintly, "Although the weather and food in England are terrible, it is not useless. ”

"That place in England, I'm used to it after staying for a long time. I remembered a joke about the weather, do you want to listen to it? ”

"I want, I want, I want!" When it comes to jokes and other fun things, Shania is always particularly interested.

"Well, it's not a joke, it's real. Somewhere in the UK, there is a very magical stone that automatically makes weather forecasts, and it is very accurate! Don's words successfully piqued Shania's interest, and she frowned and asked, "How is this possible?" How is it possible for a stone to predict the weather? ”

"Of course, that's right...... The magical stone was tied to a rope and hung in mid-air, and a sign was nailed to the back of the stone that read: Gary's Weather Forecast Stone. You just need to compare them one by one according to the situation he wrote below, and you will be able to know the weather conditions accurately. It reads - the stone is wet, it is raining; The stones were dry, and it didn't rain; The stone was projected on the earth, and the sun came out; The top of the stone is white, and it is snowing......"

Hearing this, Shania began to laugh, at first only quietly, and then her shoulders shrugged more and more, and she laughed out loud.

Don was still talking about the judgment criteria of the stone weather forecaster in a serious way: "...... There are no stones to be seen, there is fog; The stones swayed from side to side, and the wind was blowing; The stones jumped up and down, and there was an earthquake; The stone disappears...... It's a tornado! He made an exaggerated expression, waved his hands, and a gust of wind blew.

"Hahahaha!" Shania sat on the ground, pounding the ground with her hands.

Don looked at the happy Shania, reached out and dusted off the white sand grains from her long hair, and then used his hand as a comb to gently comb her hair, carefully holding together the strands of green silk that had been scattered.

Gradually, Shania's laughter stopped. She buried her head between her arms: "Uncle Tony......"

"Huh?"

"It's a pleasure to be with you......"

"Hmm."

"So, thank you......"

"Thank you for what I did, little girl. I also want to thank you, without you, my life would have been boring. ”

(To be continued)