The crowd was as sensible as the sea that Moses parted. The corridor that was originally blocked by water now had a path that connected Wei Zhi with the big guy on the other side of the crowd.

Wei Zhi slowly moved over and stood in front of him.

She never raised her head from beginning to end, staring at the straight and long legs in front of her. He was still wearing the pair of nitro snowshoes, but the snowshoes were relaxed in a casual manner, with the drawstring in front hanging casually...

stare.

stare--

Until the gaze from above her head was about to burn a hole in her head, she could no longer bear the pressure, raised her head and glanced quickly at the man.

then.

Unexpectedly, he was so patient and kept looking at her with his head down. She was caught off guard and looked into his dark eyes. She was stunned for a second, and under his calm gaze, she looked away in despair.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Only Wei Zhi, who was very close to him, heard him sneer from behind the mask.

The hand that was spread out in front of her was raised again as if urging her. The little girl bit her lower lip and reluctantly put her white and tender paw on it.

He grabbed it with his backhand and pulled her along.

Turning his head, the man met the confused gaze of the person in charge of the event. The latter obviously didn't understand why the fucker had said a few words on and off the stage, but now that the meeting was over, he could just call out their names and hold hands. This was enough for two episodes of a blind date show on TV.

Shan Chong is indeed a man who has seen many ups and downs. He is not afraid of being the center of attention at all. He said calmly, "This is my wife."

Person in charge: “Ah (second tone)?”

Person in charge: “Ah (three times)…”

Person in charge: "Ah, how could it be such a coincidence?"

"Hmm," Shan Chong said, "coincidentally."

As he spoke, he looked away, glanced at the little girl who was walking forward with her head down and muffled voice. He paused, and squeezed her soft hand... When she turned around with her face flushed from being pinched by him, he bent down and approached her: "What a coincidence?"

That beautiful face is so close.

So close that she could see his eyelashes trembling.

The setting sun outside shone in, forming a small halo on his eyelashes.

After a moment of daze, the little girl raised her hand and pushed his face away with a look of disgust. She heard the man chuckle and straightened up, holding her hand and continued to walk forward...

He was still in the mood to tease her.

Wei Zhi didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, and couldn't help but secretly turn her head to glance at him. The man's black pupils were as deep as water, and his emotions were completely concealed. She couldn't guess what he was thinking at this moment -

It was as if his emotions just leaked out a little bit uncontrollably when the unscrupulous KY reporter mentioned Shan Shan just now, and it was just a brief accident.

He didn't say anything on his own initiative.

She didn't dare to ask.

Without saying a word, Shan Chong was led to the dinner place under everyone's gaze. He found a table near the back and sat down. Then, two or three big guys saw him and sat down too.

One or two of them had been chatting with him since they entered the conference room.

From what they said, it seemed that the others were freestyle double board athletes, and one of them was also a big jump athlete, so he was able to chat with Shan Chong.

After the man sat down, he did not let go of Weizhi's hand. He played with his phone while chatting with the people around him in a normal tone. The thumb of the hand holding the little girl could gently rub her thin and tender knuckles, rubbing her fair skin until it turned red.

He is very good at doing three things at once.

Weizhi listened to them talking for a while, but didn't quite understand.

He also had his cell phone in his hand. Hua Yan and Bei Ci had created a small group and were asking Wei Zhi about what happened in the afternoon. Hua Yan then found out that Shan Chong and Wei Zhi were invited by different people to participate in an event - almost everyone's sponsors were the same people, and gossip about what happened at the meeting spread quickly.

[Sakura Yan: Now here comes the question, what exactly were you painting that you were hiding before!]

【Girl:……】

[Girl Ji: @CK, backstab]

【CK, Backstab: Why are you @ me? You are drowning yourself and you are still pulling someone to support you! 】

【CK, Backstab: Just, ah, the kind I like to watch? 】

After knowing each other for so many years, Hua Yan obviously knows very well what backstabbing feels like.

[Sakura Banquet:? ]

[Sakura Banquet: @少女叽 is this true or false? ]

【Sakura Yan: ...That's really awesome. I have to be secretive about it, too. Ah, you can't judge a person by appearance, little sister——】

But this was not their focus. The main point was that they heard that something unpleasant happened at the end of the interview. Wei Zhi just picked out a few key points and recorded them for broadcast. It was nothing more than why Shan Chong retired and when he would make a comeback.

——These are all normal.

Wei Zhi lowered her head, typing away to report the situation to her seniors. At this moment, she felt someone kick her foot under the table... She paused, raised her head to look at the person next to her. The man was still chatting with the double-board freestyle player next to him with his head tilted. She thought he had bumped into her accidentally, so she ignored him.

Move your feet to the side.

She lowered her head and continued typing.

[Girl: What’s unusual is that a reporter mentioned Shan Shan at the end, so Master is in a very low mood right now——]

Weizhi felt something rough rubbing against her leg. She moved to the side and the feeling came back immediately.

Itchy.

It still hurts a bit after rubbing it for a long time.

She looked up from her phone blankly.

In the phone, Hua Yan and Bei Ci were already cursing in all sorts of dialects. They felt sorry for their master, who was actually bullied by these little guys. He must be in a bad mood now, and he might even want to cry but was too embarrassed to do so.

Outside the phone, the little girl carefully lifted the tablecloth with one hand, and saw that at this moment, the master who "may want to cry but is embarrassed to cry" was now wearing snow boots on her legs...

He curled up his legs. The sliding snowshoes he was wearing were harder than ordinary snowshoes. At this moment, the hard and slightly rough upper was rubbing against the white thigh skin between her skirt and her boots.

Weizhi: “…”

Wei Zhi raised her head and turned to look at the man sitting next to her. The latter was still talking to the person next to him and didn't even look at her.

Just wrapped around her legs.

The girl's face flushed red, she coughed lightly, reached out and pulled his sleeve, signaling him to be quiet - the man was pulled by her, stopped chatting with others, turned his head towards her, and uttered "hmm" from deep in his nose to express his doubt.

Before Wei Zhi could say anything, the man leaned towards her and waved his phone, letting her see what he was looking at.

The phone screen shows a pink comic interface.

She drew it.

The content is that before the male second dog guard died, the female protagonist saw his charming face for the first time, and invited him to sit down and have a meal together... After the male second sat down, she wrapped her legs around him under the table, forcing the innocent guard to blush, but he didn't dare to do anything rash.

Did nothing.

It seems like everything has been done in vain.

The otaku's wife is the best at this kind of sneaky stuff.

Just now he was holding the phone and his mother was looking at it from time to time.

With a serious look on his face, he was discussing with his colleagues the differences between the Doublecork take-off power of a snowboard and a double board, while watching this kind of thing in public.

Wei Zhi only glanced at him for a moment, and before he could catch his breath, his face flushed red and he almost choked to death on his own saliva. He raised his hand and pounded his chest hard, coughing desperately a few times, and even his usually bright black eyes were stained with a layer of mist.

The little girl's fair face was flushed with red, like a peach just picked from the tree under the sun.

"What's wrong?" The man's voice was low and gentle. "How could you be scolded for no reason?"

To outsiders, Shan Chong had given all the tenderness he could muster in his life to the person in front of him.

When have they ever seen Shan Chong willingly lower his head to talk to others?

When he heard someone cough, he would raise his hand to serve her tea and water. He also patted her back gently with one hand, his movements so gentle that water could drip out, and asked her in a low voice if she was feeling better.

"Chongshen, the flowers of this stepping iron tree are extraordinary!"

"Last season you were a joke, a cold and heartless ski machine. Little girls couldn't stick to you. Ah, now you are better!"

"Hahahahahahahaha he has to stick it on himself."

The people around him made fun of him.

Shan Chong chuckled and let them say whatever they wanted.

When Wei Zhi, who was standing beside him, grabbed the water cup from his hand and gulped down the water, he quietly locked the screen of his phone, threw the phone away, and said with a smile: "Drink slowly, no one is snatching it from you."

Weizhi's ears were red from his neck.

Even the back of my hand holding the cup is turning red.

She tried to keep a straight face and reached out her hand, slapping his stinky feet under the table. With a "pop", his shoes were so hard that he didn't feel any pain, but her own hand was numb from it.

Then she heard the man laughing in her ear, a laugh that only the two of them could hear.

Her legs were rubbed red.

"Take it off," she said hoarsely, "it's very rough and the skin is broken."

The man stopped laughing after hearing what she said.

He casually knocked over a lighter that someone he knew had placed on the table. He said sorry, bent down, lifted the tablecloth and pretended to pick up the lighter. At the same time, he slowly looked at her thighs, which were as white as ice, in the light. They were actually a little red.

Really very coquettish.

The man straightened up, sat up, put down the lighter, and quietly put his hand under the table. He gently rubbed her red skin twice and heard her gasp.

He looked down at her.

The tip of her nose turned red and she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head.

The big hand moved away from her legs and fell on her hair, gently rubbing it, and then pulled her towards him——

This time it happened in full view of everyone. The waiter was busy serving the dishes when the man lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on the tip of the girl's nose. It was so pure.

With a smile on his lips, he leaned close to her ear and said lazily, "Why are you embarrassed? I drew this myself."

Weizhi: “…”

Wei Zhi screamed "Ah", and in despair, he pushed the man's face with one hand and pushed him aside in disgust.

Normally, Chongshen was aloof and rarely smiled at anyone. But now his handsome face was deformed by her rough push. He was not angry at all. He let her go, served her soup, and put it in front of her.

I wanted to pick up the spoon and put it to her mouth.

Everyone at the table began to suspect that they were sick and had to rush to this table. Everything they ate smelled like rotten dog food.

Don't talk about them.

Weizhi didn't even know what he put in his mouth for this meal.

She hardly raised her head during the whole process. She ate whatever the man put in her bowl. By the time she realized what was happening, she was almost dying. However, he was still slowly tearing a bag of lava, tearing off a small piece and putting it to her lips.

She tilted her head, meaning that she was full.

The man stopped talking to someone next to him, glanced at her, and then finished the bun himself.

When Weizhi covered her mouth and hiccuped slightly, the dinner was about to end. She was dragged out of the restaurant by the man like a soulless puppet, and taken to the parking lot where she found his broken car.

The door opened, and she just put one foot on the step and prepared to climb up when she heard the man behind her ask, "Do you want me to carry you up?"

Wei Zhi turned around suddenly and glared at him.

Shan Chong stood there with a calm expression: "What's wrong?"

She climbed into the car with a grunt, sat firmly in the passenger seat, thought for a moment, and kicked the windshield in anger: "Don't you dare look at my drawings again!"

Shan Chong was silent for a while, then said "Oh" and closed the car door for her.

With a "bang", she was so frightened that she almost jumped up from her seat. She was holding the seat belt in panic, wondering if the man was angry. Why did this man have such a bad temper? Over there, he stepped into the car with his long legs, started the car, and said in a calm voice: "If you have the guts, gouge my eyeballs out."

Weizhi: “…”

Shan Chong: "You care about everything, and you care about a nearly 30-year-old man reading comics?"

Weizhi: “…”

Angry.

But there was no way to refute him.

Damn.

…

Arriving at the apartment, Weizhi washed up first and then changed into single clothes.

While the man was taking a shower, the girl in her pajamas quickly grabbed the mobile phone from his pocket and spent all the money in his account on "Gym Diary".

Then log out and delete the app.

After completing a series of operations, the man came out of the bathroom.

Seeing the little girl lying on his bed with her legs crossed watching a Korean drama, he threw away the towel he was using to wipe her hair, bent down, pinched the little girl's chin with his slender fingertips, turned her face over, and kissed her soft lips.

A drop of water from her hair flew onto her face.

"Is the APP deleted?" he asked.

She paused and looked at him with a look that said "how do you know?"

The man sneered. He could have guessed this with his toes, so he was too lazy to respond to her surprised look. He raised his hand and patted her butt to signal her to move away. Then he lifted the quilt and squeezed into the small single bed with her.

Weizhi kicked him, but he didn't move.

She had no choice but to hum and lie on his chest like she was playing a game of stacking. She wanted to continue watching the show, but with her ear pressed against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, she couldn't concentrate on what was playing on her phone...

After thinking for a long time, she raised her head and stared at the man's chin.

"Ask whatever you want to ask." The man was reading WeChat with his eyes downcast. "I can't beat you up in this position."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out and touched his ear in a very flattering manner.

After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"..." Shan Chonghua paused while holding his phone. "Do you think I'm in a bad mood?"

Wei Zhi blinked and said sincerely, "I don't understand, otherwise why would I ask you?"

None of them mentioned what happened in the afternoon explicitly. He could be in a bad mood just because of that one incident, and everyone knew it by now.

"If I am willing to accept this activity, I will be ready to answer these questions. Do you think there are not many people who ask me these questions through private messages on various channels every day?"

With a slightly mocking chuckle, the man put down his phone, lifted the person in his arms, lowered his head and bit her lips.

"I've already thought about it eight million times in my mind."

She was wearing that white suspender nightgown, which now pressed softly against his body. He stroked her, his palm touching her smooth and delicate back, and her body temperature was transferred to him.

The quilt and clothes made a rustling sound when they rubbed against each other.

He pressed her into the soft quilt.

She moaned as he kissed her.

After a while, she felt him holding her tighter and tighter, her arms were burning... She struggled out of his arms, bit the corner of his lips, and whispered to him, "That's enough."

What does "almost enough" mean?

Holding her in his arms, the man couldn't let go easily. He took out his phone and ordered takeout to buy ten or eight boxes of safety products, but Wei Zhi blushed and slapped his hand wildly.

The backs of her hands turned red from slapping.

"What's wrong?"

"Can that thing be sold outside?!"

"Yes," he said. "You can check the takeout menu. This is the only store within a ten-mile radius that sells this. Each store sells thousands of pieces a month. Business is booming."

Weizhi grabbed his cell phone and threw it far away like a bomb.

The man couldn't do anything with her, so he just hugged her to himself and suggestively let the tender flesh that he had rubbed red under the table press against him so that she could feel him for herself.

Half sitting and half hugging in the man's arms, she felt her thighs were burning.

The man kissed her red earlobe and said, "Master Otaku, show off your skills?"

The little girl uttered "Huh" and raised her hands to cover her ears, but she inadvertently glanced at the man. In the dim light, his eyes were slightly downcast, and when his dark pupils looked at her, his eyes were focused only on her.

My heart beat twice.

She put her hand down and bit her lower lip, making a sound as quiet as a mosquito's hum.

"…I want to try?"

Shan Chong looked at her and asked, "What are you trying?"

She thought about it and felt a little embarrassed, so she closed her eyes, blushed and moved closer, and took the initiative to touch his lips -

They separated as soon as they touched, and she looked at him silently, distance between them.

There was a gleam in her almond-shaped eyes.

Shan Chong: “…”

This happiness came too suddenly, even Shan Chong was at a loss at times.

Shan Chong: “What do you mean?”

He was silent.

Shan Chong: "Is this what I understood?"

She neither nodded nor shook her head, just looked at him. After a while, she lifted the quilt and shrank back into the quilt like a rabbit coming out of a hole to find its carrots.

cute.

She didn't have to do anything, his lower abdomen was burning with anger. He sat up a little, feeling that this happiness came as suddenly as someone telling him that he had won five million.

He wanted to be moral: "Do you think I'm in a bad mood today, so you sympathize with me——"

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly realized what he was doing.

So he braked suddenly and lay back: "Forget it, it doesn't matter. Just sympathize with me. I'm being besieged and bullied by so many reporters..."

Her hands rested on the edge of his belt.

The soft fingertips brushed across his firm abdomen, and the man subconsciously held his breath and took a deep breath, revealing the outline of his abdominal muscles.

He sighed, and said sincerely, "I'm really so pitiful."

…

Thousands of miles away, there is a single family.

It was a quiet night.

Shan Shan finished washing up and was lying on the bed, absentmindedly browsing the short video platform——

In the big data, her promotional content is skiing and figure skating, and the people who appear are basically familiar faces.

I watched carefully a figure skating documentary made by a former teammate for the upcoming Beijing Winter Olympics. In the short video excerpt, music sounded and young girls danced, jumped and twirled on the ice.

Lying on the bed, a girl of the same age supported her chin with one hand, and pressed the pause button from time to time to watch her detailed movements and appreciate them carefully.

After reading, click "like" and swipe your finger to download the next one.

This time I used the official account of DK Ski Shop.

She wasn’t really interested in the content pushed by this ski equipment store, mainly because she knew that this was one of her brother’s sponsors, and also her sponsor, so she just followed it casually.

The sponsor is a fairly young second-generation rich man with a buzz cut and tattoos, looking like a gangster. He is sitting on the floor of what looks like a store warehouse. The video starts with him speaking in a hoarse voice with a gloomy face.

"I will say this for the last time. Some unscrupulous media, please stop morally blackmailing anyone."

Shan Shan raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to delete the video, his finger stopped.

Then she reviewed all the things that had happened that afternoon that she was not supposed to know about.

The gangster is indeed a gangster. I don't know where he got these audios. In the video, shot from a corner, it shows a reporter chasing and blocking a retired player.

Ask him if he feels unwilling to accept being eliminated from the Winter Olympics twice.

Ask him if he knows how much is expected of him.

I wonder if he knows how many people are disappointed by his departure.

Ask him why he retired.

Ask him if he lost confidence in himself and that is why he left the national team.

In the video, the retired athlete's face was calm, but when he was asked "Have you ever thought about making a comeback?", he remained silent.

When he spoke again, he did not evade the question, but gave an ambiguous answer. He calmly expressed the longing of every player for that competition stage.

There was silence for a while.

Shan Shan raised his hand and rubbed his face.

Her long eyelashes drooped as she watched the video, where the unwilling reporter asked, "I heard that you really had no choice but to retire. Your family, your sister..."

When the camera scanned the cold and resistant expression on the face of the person being questioned, Shan Shan slid his hand and directly exited the short video software.

The room suddenly became quiet. The girl on the bed remained in the same prone position as before. No one knew how long she had been in this position...

At this moment, her cell phone vibrated again. She raised her hands and rubbed her eyes hard, then stretched her neck to take a look. The incoming call was from Dai Duo on WeChat.

Without thinking, just hang up.

The other party was probably shocked by her hanging up the voice call) and was silent for two seconds, then began to output frantically -

【Dai Duo:? 】

【Dai Duo: Are you sick? Hanging up on me?】

【Dai Duo: What are you doing? 】

【Dai Duo: Is there anyone else around?】

【Dai Duo: Answer the phone.】

【Dai Duo: Are you polite? I will count to three——】

Then he didn't count at all.

The second call came directly.

It seemed as if he would call her all night long if she didn't answer.

Shan Shan's ears hurt from his noise, so he answered his call this time but didn't say anything. He said "Hello" from the other end, but before he could say anything, he heard silence from this end. The atmosphere was not right.

So he held back what he wanted to say, and the arrogant and harsh voice subsided. The boy's voice was slightly hoarse: "What are you doing? Why don't you answer the phone?"

No answer was given.

Then I heard a slight sniffling sound coming from the phone.

Dai Duo: “…”

Dai Duo: “What do you mean?”

Dai Duo: “Are you crying?”

Dai Duo: "Fuck, are you watching some nonsense again?"

Without waiting for her to say anything, he hung up the phone angrily.

…

Chongli.

Inside the apartment.

The man leaned against the bed, looking at the bulge in the quilt.

His Adam's apple moved, and his dark pupils were as thick as ink that could not be dissolved.

The breath he exhaled became hotter and hotter. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

Not far away, the cell phone started buzzing wildly.

It gave him a fright.

Shan Chong sat up a little and wanted to take the phone to turn it off, but he looked at the incoming call and it was Dai Duo.

He hung up right away.

However, this psychopath hadn't called him in tens of thousands of years. He would never call unless there was something important. Once he decided to call him, he would hang up and call again.

Shan Chong wanted to block him more than ever before.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he still picked up the phone and said "Hello" in a hoarse voice. His tone was very impatient: "You'd better have something earth-shattering."

"What are you doing?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded particularly unfriendly.

The little girl heard the noise, and stuck her head out from under the quilt, staring at Shan Chong's phone. At this moment, the girl's lips were bright and moist, and there was something of a different color hanging at the corner of her lips... The man stared at her for a while, not caring at all what was said on the phone.

Seeing that she didn't notice anything, she just hesitated and pulled his hand with her claws, trying to snatch the phone and curse at him...

Can't Dai Duo do something good?

The man had no way to respond to the bad tone of the person on the other end of the phone. He raised his hand and nonchalantly patted the little girl's paw, which was stretched out eagerly. He grabbed it and squeezed it in his hand, rubbed it, and said lazily, "Holding my wife, what's wrong?"

She tried desperately to pull her hand back.

However, his hand was too strong and she couldn't pull it back at all. She couldn't help but let out a muffled "hmm" sound from deep in her nose. There was sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and Shan Chong also raised his eyelids to glance at her.

Wei Zhi froze in an instant.

The man curled the corner of his lip lazily.

After a few seconds of silence, Dai Duo was heard shouting on the other end of the phone: "Fuck you, Shan Chong! Can you be serious! Today's interview video has been leaked. Your sister, that psychopath, is crying at home. Why don't you give her a call and ask her if she knows that her brother is a heartless bastard when she is crying so sincerely?!"