The two floated in the air for nearly thirty minutes before landing. As soon as they landed, staff members came over to check on their condition.
"Is it fun?" Tang Ke raised his fox-like eyes, his gaze sweeping over Yu Qiuchi, who was basking in the sunlight with unrestrained and flamboyant charm. Yu Qiuchi was beautiful, and this wasn't the first time Tang Ke had faced her face directly, yet he was still captivated.
At this moment, the clouds on the horizon were still layered upon layered, but the sunlight broke through the gathered clouds, making it exceptionally enchanting.
"Let's go back." Tang Ke helped Yu Qiuchi take off her protective gear, and he said half-jokingly, "Otherwise, President Mo will be worried."
"Let's also check out the results of those barbarian matches and the group assignments." Tang Ke hooked his sunglasses onto Yu Qiuchi's nose with his finger, not forgetting to sarcastically remark to the others.
[hahaha, Miss Tang: Barbarians, stay away from us! We're sophisticated boys (wearing sunglasses)]
[Mr. Mo noticed long ago that the person was missing, haha]
[The fighting over there is fierce, unexpectedly so!]
[Yan Qing, my little cutie: Doesn't anyone love me?]
The competition at the shooting range was extremely fierce.
All of them had broad shoulders and narrow waists, and were outstanding in physique. Standing side by side, they exuded a strong sense of pressure, especially when they shot arrows in unison. Due to the director's camera angle, the audience could almost feel the whistling wind of the arrows passing by their ears.
"Qiu Chi, you ran off with that Tang guy, and you..." Xie Tingsi paused, but ultimately didn't say the name: "Aren't you going to say anything?"
Mo Weiyun was indeed somewhat distracted, searching everywhere for Yu Qiuchi's figure: "We've clashed attributes, no results."
“There are plenty of people who would do anything for love,” Xie Tingsi retorted.
"Oh, really?" Mo Weiyun shot an arrow with a blank expression: "Then he won't."
"Besides, it's normal for young children to like to play." Mo Weiyun's voice was indifferent and cool: "They won't do that in the future."
The group stood side by side, their hair fluttering in the breeze. If they were dressed in ancient costumes, they would resemble princes vying for the throne, fighting fiercely on the hunting grounds.
Except for one oddball.
"Damn it, why can't I pull it open!" Yan Qing was starting to doubt his life. He tried to pull the string hard, but he just couldn't get it to the perfect arc.
The staff around him cautiously reminded him: "Teacher Yan, this bow and arrow may have a high weight."
"Oh? Is there a recommended weight for beginners?" Yan Qing asked sincerely.
The staff member looked Yan Qing up and down before saying, "We generally recommend 18 pounds for women."
"Then what about me?"
"18 pounds is fine for you too."
"Thanks!" Yan Qing turned to his target expressionlessly, while the winner of the succession contest had already been decided.
They say a dog that bites doesn't bark, and this was the first time the four guests had felt this so strongly.
No one expected that the final winner would be Jiang Chenzhou, the "God of Boats" who hadn't uttered a single word from beginning to end.
They narrowly defeated Mo Weiyun by one point.
Wow, this ship god is so low-key!
[Being low-key is a load of rubbish. This man hasn't even said anything about becoming famous yet.]
[Are those the two words you use after utterly crushing your opponent on the field?]
[Mr. Mo is failing! His wife is running away!]
[Mr. Mo is alright; he only missed with that arrow because he couldn't see his wife.]
[Wife: So? I wasn't even there, yet I'm being blamed.]
Jiang Chenzhou calmly sheathed his arrow and walked towards the long wooden table. He paused for a moment, then slightly curled his lips at the group of people looking at each other: "Thank you for your kind offer."
Several people: "..."
[Damn, that's exactly what this man said!]
[A single sentence, yet it speaks volumes about the youth of so many!]
[hahaha, polite yet boastful and sarcastic, our Zhou Shen is invincible!]
[Ahhh, that's our god! A legend in the counter-terrorism unit! He single-handedly carried three opponents, defeated four, and led POTD to the world stage. Back then, the Golden Rain belonged only to us; he's an unrepeatable legend! Even in retirement, he remains an insurmountable mountain for countless successors!]
[Our Zhou Shen is amazing at archery and shooting in the game, and even more so in real life! No wonder he can take on four opponents at once!]
[Why can't today be considered a 1v4 victory?!]
Only Yu Qiuchi was not too surprised by the ending. He was a fan of Jiang Chenzhou, so how could he not know that after retiring, Jiang Chenzhou was a regular at the shooting range for a period of time?
Winning would be reasonable, but Mo Weiyun...
Yu Qiuchi felt a pang of heartache seeing Mo Weiyun's somewhat forlorn expression. He walked over and patted Mo Weiyun's head: "Mo Xiaoyun, why did you lose?"
Mo Weiyun didn't speak, but instead rubbed his hand against Yu Qiuchi's palm, like a wolf that hadn't managed to hunt its prey for its wife.
"It's okay, I'll choose you next time I win!" Yu Qiuchi could guess that Zhou Baixi was going to cause trouble later, so he patted Mo Weiyun's head and promised.
Mo Weiyun's eyes lit up instantly, but he also remembered today's outcome. From then on, he didn't want to lose to anyone except his wife.
As darkness fell and the surroundings grew quieter, Yu Qiuchi insisted on sleeping in separate beds because of the accidental encounter last night. Ignoring Mo Weiyun's resentful gaze, he went to a hotel in the city and booked a room himself, mainly because he was too tired from being tormented by Mo Weiyun.
But who knew that Mo Weiyun was a scoundrel, and sneaked into Yu Qiuchi's room in the middle of the night.
Perhaps due to the time difference on the grassland, Yu Qiuchi couldn't sleep. He was writing a development plan for a short drama when he heard the click of the door opening and looked over alertly.
After Mo Weiyun opened the door, he and Yu Qiuchi stared at each other, creating an awkward atmosphere. He blinked and feigned grievance, saying, "Baby~ I missed you..."
Yu Qiuchi's eyes darted around. He placed the notebook on the bedside table and beckoned to Mo Weiyun with his finger: "Come here!"
Mo Weiyun only saw Yu Qiuchi's fair fingers beckoning her over, completely unaware of the danger hidden in Yu Qiuchi's eyes, and happily went over.
She was like a huge wave, wanting to sniff Yu Qiuchi's fingertips.
Taking advantage of this moment, Yu Qiuchi grabbed Mo Weiyun by the collar: "Where did you get the key?"
Mo Weiyun felt a little guilty: "Honey, the hotel belongs to our family."
"Oh," Yu Qiuchi replied expressionlessly, then kicked President Mo to the ground without hesitation: "Get down. Did I ask you to come up here?"
Yu Qiuchi ignored Mo Zong on the ground, turned off the light, and prepared to go to sleep. This guy had really tormented her last night, and wouldn't let her… he forced her to talk…
Mo Zong on the ground also felt guilty. He rubbed his nose and looked at Yu Qiuchi, who was wrapped in the quilt with only his head showing. If this were a cartoon, his ears and tail would definitely be drooping, like a big wolf that could only whimper and whimper after failing to find a mate.
The nights here are rather cool, and Yu Qiuchi, being soft-hearted, said after only a few minutes, "Get up here."
Mo Weiyun's eyes lit up instantly!
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