The tip of his tongue seemed to still have the sweetness of the white sugar added to the glass of milk in the morning.

It seems that a man's love of sweets is not entirely without benefits. At least the sweetness perfectly matches his overly aggressive male hormones... It's like he has woven a sweet bird net with his own hands, with sweet honey dripping from the mesh.

She took the initiative to rush forward, even with only a symbolic struggle in her heart, and fell into this sweet trap obediently and willingly.

Shan Chong did not just take a quick taste like her. He swallowed the food he had been thinking about for so long. The taste was even more tempting than he had imagined.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, she had bitten her lip while talking to him under the dim light of the hotel, and her pale lips were bitten by her small teeth into blooming roses.

At that time, he was absent-minded for two seconds, because of that color.

He may not have taken it seriously before, but now he finally has a sense of enlightenment...

Maybe he had been plotting something bad since a long time ago.

To her.

He held the girl's soft and moist lips and bit them slightly. When she hummed softly to express the pain, he took advantage of her loose teeth to hook hers with the tip of his tongue.

wet and soft.

Weizhi had painted countless intertwined tongues before, but only now did she realize that the tongue might be the last line of defense for human communication.

Her waist was so weak.

Her hands clinging to his shoulders were like a lifeline; it was all she could rely on for support.

Her palm was still firmly holding the badge, and the irregular edge of the badge had already pierced deeply into her soft palm, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

Until he let her go...

When their lips and tongues parted for a moment, he gave her red, frozen nose a kiss that must have been pure.

The crowd of onlookers also went from booing at the beginning to being completely silent at this moment——

There is no way.

If Dan Chong's decisive and deep kissing and his aggressive style of doing what he said conquered the men present, then this last extremely pure kiss also took away the remaining young ladies who were still trying hard to keep their original intentions.

[My emotions were very complicated. When I saw that young lady holding Chongshen's hand, I thought she was very brave. When I saw her pulling Chongshen over and kissing him and even smiling at him, I thought, fuck me. When I saw Chongshen holding her back and kissing her again, I felt calm inside and thought, oh, she kissed me twice.]

【It turns out that Dan Chong doesn’t like men. 】

【Dai Duo is gone.】

【Who is this woman? 】

[That girl is my classmate ahhhhhhhhhhh, that disciple who worships God ahhhhhhhh, that Kabla-chan cutie on the short video platform ahhhhhhhh! ]

[Alas, some men have been in the dating circle for more than ten years, with zero scandals, and they make it official as soon as they are in love; some have been in the dating circle for seven or eight years, and they make a living by scandals, and only the target and their friends can see the official grouping @老煙]

[I knew it, a master-disciple relationship YYDSS, my mistake was that I shouldn’t have picked up a random coach on the side of the road when I needed someone to help me push the slope...]

The Altay snow club hasn't been so lively for a long time.

So the awards ceremony is still going on?

[…It should still be going on. Why are you in such a hurry? There are big shots proposing at the Olympics. The Olympic Committee is not in a mess.]

【……】

[Is it true that "If you carry a handful of dog food in your arms, you can trick a dog into killing you at any time?"]

【I feel sorry for the third place.】

At that time, the crowd had not yet dispersed. There was indeed a third person standing nearby with a confused look on his face, waiting for his little badge.

But that's not the point.

The third place winner was a man in his twenties. He didn’t want to bend down and kiss himself like a god (……). The badge and the snow goggles he got for free suddenly didn’t seem so good to him.

When Shan Chong patted the second-place girl on the head and she turned to him, he even felt a sense of guilt, "I'm sorry, I took the third place and disturbed you."

Influenced by this atmosphere...

Wei Zhi lowered his head, too ashamed to speak.

Until the man had given out all the rewards he should, he walked back to her side, took her hand very naturally, and said in a calm voice as if nothing had happened: "Come back, have dinner."

Her hand was held in his palm.

I vaguely realized that it was almost noon and it seemed like it was really lunch time.

She hopped after him, followed by Backstab and Huayan and the others. These relatives and friends who had known about the affair between Shan Chong and her for a long time were much calmer than ordinary passers-by and were now discussing the competition that had just taken place.

Hua Yan: "Junior sister, you really worked hard for the snow mirror... I think it took me five days from the time I learned to use box 5050 to the time I could carry it on my back?"

Backstab: "If it wasn't for the master's kiss, I thought the second main reward was this based on the previous plot development..."

Lao Yan: "If I don't win the prize——"

Backstab said seriously, "The consolation prize is this."

They both burst into laughter.

The little girl who was walking in front and was being held by the man's hand stopped, bent down, grabbed a handful of snow and threw it in their faces.

Yanyan took over Hua Yan's words and stroked her chin: "I think I used it for a week."

Backstab: "In from the top gate, out from the top gate in two days is about the same."

Hua Yan looked disdainful and said, "Do you think everyone is like you and wants to sit on the props to eat?"

They were discussing happily when a passerby came up from behind... not quite a passerby, but someone next to Wantongtang Lao Lu. Hearing their discussion, he interrupted and said, "So this competition is for Chongshen's girlfriend?"

yes.

But not entirely.

It’s because the prize setting is exactly what Weizhi needs the most, but it’s not entirely true, but that’s also true... Shan Chong taught a group class for the first time, and in a few days he brought hundreds of people to the snowboard park. It’s nothing wrong to do a small activity after the class.

"It's definitely not what you said." Hua Yan glanced at the man, "Did I talk to you? Can you please leave?"

With a height of about 1.7 meters, she is not short even among the majority of men skiing, let alone among the girls. This makes Hua Yan look particularly imposing when she looks cold.

He stuttered, "I'm not saying you're behind this, I'm just wondering if the second place winner is Shan Chong's girlfriend, and he's been training her one-on-one these days, isn't that unfair to other contestants?"

His voice was neither too high nor too low, just enough to reach the ears of the two people walking in front.

Shan Chong didn't react much. He just turned around and glanced at him lazily. His dark pupils didn't even waver, and there was a natural contempt on his face.

The man shut his mouth subconsciously.

Backstab smiled, revealing a pair of white fangs: "Just to guard against you chatterboxes. Those who have eyes and have entered the park know that the second place winner was trained by grandpa after four days of hard work. When you go back, you'd better report this matter to all those who have such ideas, otherwise..."

"What!" The man stared at him, "You still want to sue me for slander?"

"No, hiring a lawyer is free. Are you worthy?" Backstab said expressionlessly, "I'll knock your teeth out one by one."

At this time, they left the park. Shan Chong picked up the piece of mach that he had thrown aside. He sneered at the words and glanced over with a cold look -

The man was really frightened. He lowered his head and muttered, "I'm just asking." He quickly put on his board and ran away.

Wei Zhi was totally unprepared, and tilted his head to watch him put on the board in two seconds, and was very envious: "He puts on the board so quickly."

"Step on, that's Burton's quick-wear, commonly known as one-step." Shan Chong retracted his gaze, his tone sounding very normal, "Wait until you learn... to fly on the small platform, and then buy it for you as a reward."

Wei Zhi was using her gloves to sweep the snow off her snowboard bindings. She looked up and stared at the man for a few seconds. She muttered, "Why do I feel like I'm in your hands now? It's like I'm a donkey with a carrot tied to its head. You're setting small goals for me to move forward."

Shan Chong smiled and said, "Who didn't come here this way?"

Weizhi: “You too?”

Shan Chong: “Me too.”

Wei Zhi: "...Why did you embark on this road of no return?"

Shan Chong thought for a moment, then lowered his eyes, his expression gentle: "I think I was just over eight or nine years old, and I had just learned how to carve. I was thinking about how to feel the snow every day. Then my gloves broke, and my family wouldn't buy me new ones. That pair of gloves cost about 100 yuan, and my pocket money was only two yuan a day. I worked hard to save for more than a month, and I had to get snacks from my deskmate... One day when I came down the mountain after skiing, the ski shop at the foot of the mountain was signing up for a competition. I looked at the prizes, and the third or fourth prize included goggles and gloves, so I signed up."

Weizhi was fascinated by his story of his miserable childhood when he had to support himself.

Shan Chong saw that she didn't move, so he came over, lifted the little girl onto her board, knelt on the ground out of habit, and patted her feet: "Feet, wear board."

Weizhi put her feet on the fastener, lowered her head, and looked at the man giving her

Each of them put on their own board, and asked: "...Have you ever thought that your current frugality and insistence on saving to become a billionaire may be a habit you developed when you were young?"

Shan Chong didn't even raise his head. He put on her left foot and then put on her right foot: "Isn't this a good tradition?"

“…I can’t say it’s not.”

At this time, the man put the board on her, grabbed her arm and stood up. She staggered forward, then hugged his waist and stood firm.

He stood there, neither pushing her away nor helping her, but raised the corners of his lips: "You are so clingy, let's go down the mountain, I'll let you hug me again."

Wei Zhi: “…”

The backstab next to him vomited loudly, jumped forward on the spot, pulled an Ollie casually, and rushed out of the park and back to the snow track.

Exit the park and go down the mountain.

Everyone moved to Weizhi and skated at a slow speed, practicing their flat flowers on the steep slope. Fortunately, the former had really graduated from skating at this time and did not make them wait too long.

In less than fifteen minutes, they reached the bottom of the mountain.

After sitting down in the restaurant, Wei Zhi had the honor of witnessing the video of her kissing Shan Chong being spread across various media platforms in more than a dozen versions with various angles, various filters, and various popular soundtracks.

For Shan Chong's sake, these people really closed their eyes and praised her as well—

【How can we say that birds of a feather flock together? Then the boss’ wife must also be a boss. How could she come in second among so many people? I heard that this is only the first snow season, and she learned how to push the slope in Chongli last two months. She is really awesome.】

"...After hearing what they said, I think I might be able to fight for the 2026 Winter Olympics."

Weizhi said while looking at the phone.

“We can also strive for it in 2022.”

Jiang Nanfeng was watching the third version of Wei Zhi and Shan Chong's video. This guy had a Korean drama dubbing. Well, it was very authentic. She forwarded it to Wei Zhi and said, "I saw an advertisement for volunteers to give bottles of mineral water to the big guys two days ago. Why not?"

Wei Zhi clicked on it and took a look. It was indeed okay. The person who posted the video should be a young lady. She even thoughtfully did not forget to turn on the beauty filter for her. She directly forwarded it to her friends circle and wrote: Oh, hehe.

Then he put down his phone expressionlessly.

Continue chatting.

"You are jealous because I took away your title of genius."

“Who said I was a genius?”

"..." Weizhi glanced at the man who was walking over with a plate of food not far away, "Him."

Jiang Nanfeng glanced at Shan Chong, who had missed the first half of the conversation and was now looking puzzled, and sneered, lowering his head to eat his meal: "Just be a genius in the park, I will just play with flat flowers in the future. It hurts me to see you hanging on various props these days... Your ribs are fine, wouldn't it be better to save enough money to cut them off and make a nose? Why do you have to go to the trouble of breaking them?"

"My development path has been determined," said Weizhi, "The rainbow board is so hard that I can't jump flat flowers at all... I was wondering why you had to choose a men's board for me when there are so many nitro boards!"

She turned to the man sitting next to her and kicked him under the table.

Shan Chong held the chopsticks in his hand, without raising his head, he took a tissue and wiped his mouth. He remained calm even though his conspiracy was discovered.

Jiang Nanfeng heard this, smiled and said, "I also want to buy my own board."

Hua Yan: "Look for Lao Yan."

Yanyan: "Look for Laoyan."

Backstab: "Look for Lao Yan."

Jiang Nanfeng looked at Lao Yan.

Wei Zhi was stunned: "Are you beasts? Even if he is a notorious scumbag, Lao Yan is only 19 years old... Jiang Nanfeng!"

Lao Yan had a smile on his baby face, not at all forced, and agreed without hesitation in a happy voice: "Okay, let's go to the ski store to buy it after dinner. It's not New Year's Day yet, so all sizes should be in stock."

Wei Zhi: “…”

…

Compared with the friendly and peaceful border of the motherland, the southern city, which has just entered winter, does not seem so beautiful.

The orthopedic department of Nancheng Third Hospital has been in a low mood in recent days.

The main reason seemed to be that Dr. Han was in a bad mood. He went to the inpatient ward for routine rounds this morning, and an intern was scolded by him because he could not answer the detailed conditions of the patient... The whole morning was overcast and no one dared to speak loudly.

The nurses at the nursing station finally had some free time during the lunch break. Some were looking at their phones while others were chatting together.

"What's wrong with Dr. Han? Are you heartbroken?"

"What? Does Dr. Han have a girlfriend?" The nurse holding the lunch box widened her eyes. "Didn't you say you were single?"

"Are you dreaming? Still single? How many men with promising futures, good looks, and strong family backgrounds are still single in their 30s?" The nurse leaned against the microwave, waiting for her meal to heat up, and pressed her glasses on the bridge of her nose. "Doctor Han has a girlfriend. I've seen him before."

The nurses in the rest stop exclaimed in unison.

Even those who were looking at their phones looked up at her.

"Have you seen it?!"

"When?"

"How come we don't know?"

"I was on duty that night, and a girl about our age came to bring him a midnight snack. She spoke in a soft voice," the nurse with glasses thought for a moment, "She was pretty, but not the kind of face that would have been given a plastic surgery. She had a round face, the type that all men would associate with the girl next door."

"What if she really is the girl next door?" The one who was looking at his phone said lazily, "People need to learn how to comfort themselves."

"It doesn't matter whether it is or not. Anyway, even if they are single, they won't fall in love with me," sighed the nurse holding the lunch box. "Anyway, based on past experience, those doctors don't think highly of us."

"Your established painting style is outdated. Who hasn't graduated from a serious undergraduate program?"

"If you want to be together, you have to have something in common. It's impossible if you are too different in professionalism... It's like if you were in the same situation now, would you date a gay guy who only has a diploma from an elementary school?"

The nurse who was looking at her phone put it down and said, "That may not be the case."

Everyone looked at her silently.

She smiled and said, "Do you remember that when I had nothing to do during my summer vacation, I would go to Guangzhou Sunac to go skiing?"

The others in the lounge nodded, and one of them said, "Why are you talking about skiing?"

The nurse who had been looking at her phone just now turned her phone around and showed them what she had been looking at: "Facts have proved that as long as the fate is there, the masters can also willingly bow down to the newbies——"

Crowds of people went up to have a look.

The video is located in Altay, Xinjiang, Jiangjunshan Ski Resort.

In the video, a handsome man is hugging a little girl who is as tall as his shoulders and kissing her. He lowers his eyes. It is snowing and the falling snowflakes land on his eyelashes.

In his arms, a little girl who was about the same age as them stood on tiptoe, raised her pale face, and looked at him with a little surprise.

It's perfect with the background music used in Korean dramas.

"You probably don't know this guy, he was once the god of the snowboard park."

The nurse put away her phone and said, "I read the comments and this girl is not an athlete preparing to participate in the Winter Olympics next year. She is just an ordinary person."

"...Do you guys in the skiing community judge whether someone is a god based on their appearance?"

"Hey guys, I want to go skiing too... Three hundred million people are going skiing. It's time to respond to the call of our motherland!"

"No, I mean this guy is handsome and smooth, so does he have any flaws?"

"Yes, does that count as poor?"

Everyone was discussing it at once.

One of them suddenly reacted and nudged the silent nurse with glasses next to him with his elbow: "Why don't you say anything?"

The latter was silent.

Slowly opened his mouth.

"… Am I hallucinating? Why do I feel like the girl in the video just now looks a lot like Dr. Han—"

She hadn't finished her words yet.

The door to the lounge was pushed open.

"Someone come here, the family of bed five requests a phlegm dissolving machine."

A deep voice came from outside the door. A man in a white coat stood outside the door. When everyone in the room turned their heads to look at him, he paused.

The fingertips that held the scalpel were always neatly trimmed. At this moment, he raised his gold-rimmed glasses and said calmly, "I just heard you talking about me... What's wrong?"

I never expected that the gossip would be discovered by the real person.

The nurses looked at each other.

Finally, the person holding the phone was brave enough to turn the screen and said, "It's okay. Xiaoyan just said that the girl in the video looks a bit like Dr. Han's girlfriend."

The door was pushed open a little.

Han Yiming walked in, resting one hand on the table, leaning over to glance at the screen of his mobile phone. He was silent for a few seconds, and a layer of cloud finally appeared in his bottomless eyes.