Yabuli Ski Resort!
The cold wind howled incessantly, stinging one's face, and as far as the eye could see, there was an endless expanse of white snow.
Mo Jing was wearing a standard ski suit and carrying a ski hat. Next to her were two pairs of skis and ski poles.
At that moment, Ling Moyuan was checking the safety of his ski equipment.
Mo Jing watched the people dressed in bright red and green clothes running and leaping through the snow, sometimes jumping and sometimes spinning, all looking very energetic.
Those who come to ski are usually young people who love sports.
Although Mo Jing is also someone who loves traveling and sports, this does not include—honeymoon.
I've only ever heard of honeymoons going to Paris, France, or to beautiful beaches. Even if it's not Hawaii, the Maldives would be nice, or if all else fails, I'd rather go to Japan for a hot spring.
But Ling Moyuan's so-called arrangement was to take her skiing outdoors. In this freezing weather, at minus ten or twenty degrees Celsius, what kind of romance could she possibly have? Just standing there made her hands and feet feel cold.
Mo Jing couldn't help but wonder if Ling Moyuan thought she had never had a disagreement or argument with him, so he deliberately arranged this to provoke her.
"Alright, everything's been checked and it's safe." Ling Moyuan clapped his hands, then stood up, his thick clothes concealing his muscular physique.
Mo Jing forced a smile and said, "Okay." She put the ski hat on her head, looking somewhat helpless.
At this moment, Ling Moyuan took out a pair of ski goggles, put them on Mo Jing's face, and said with a hint of mockery, "You said you used to exercise often, but ski resorts are very reflective, you need to wear goggles. Don't you even have this basic common sense?"
Mo Jing pouted her lips hidden under her hat, then said smugly, "You look down on me? How about we have a competition?"
Ling Moyuan raised his handsome eyebrows and said with a slight smile, "Alright, let's have a competition."
As he spoke, Ling Moyuan quickly prepared all the equipment and tools, then took the ski poles and stepped onto the skis. Looking at Mo Jing, who was also ready, he said, "Whoever reaches that hilltop first wins."
"Okay! No problem."
"I'll count to three, then we'll set off together."
"OK."
"three……"
"Let's go!" Mo Jing pushed her ski poles back forcefully and glided forward down the slope.
Ling Moyuan looked at the little woman who had already run ahead and started acting spoiled, feeling helpless. Then, he pushed off with his ski pole and joined the race himself.
Walking through the snow with the wind at your back, you move faster and faster. Listening to the whistling sound of the wind rushing past your ears and watching the figures floating around you, it feels as if you are flying in the snow and mist, making you feel like you are taking flight.
Mo Jing glanced back at Ling Moyuan when she had a moment to spare. Heh, he was still a long way behind her.
Mo Jing continued what she was doing, a smug smile on her lips.
Ling Moyuan had always given her the feeling that he was invincible, as if there was nothing he couldn't do or was incapable of. She was determined to take this opportunity to beat him and regain the confidence she had in him before.
As the saying goes, excessive joy can lead to sorrow.
Because I was thinking about something, I got a little distracted and by the time I saw the person in the green ski suit in front of me, it was too late to dodge.
The two collided head-on, and the force of the impact bounced off them.
Mo Jing was thrown a considerable distance, sliding along the snow tracks.
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