"Yes! I said it." Before Chi Xia could speak again, Han Junche tilted his head slightly and planted a deep kiss on her.
A chorus of cheers and jeers rose from afar, and Han Junche swallowed up all of Chi Xia's protests.
Fortunately, Han Junche was not blinded by lust and knew their current situation. After a brief encounter, he released Chi Xia and said in a hoarse voice, "You go first, I'll be right back."
Chi Xia blinked but didn't move.
Han Junche smiled slightly at her: "Of course, it doesn't matter if you want to see it now."
Chi Xiateng blushed deeply; when it came to shamelessness, he was definitely the more shameless one.
She glared at Han Junche resentfully, then strode away.
Han Junche smiled. His Chi Xia probably didn't know that her fierce appearance was nothing more than a little kitten with its fur standing on end in his eyes. She was cute and fierce, but she didn't have any intimidating power. Instead, she made his heart soften like a pool of spring water.
Chi Xia returned to the car, ignoring the teasing looks on everyone's faces; she was furious inside.
Han Junche's public image had already collapsed long ago, but she never expected that it would collapse to this extent, turning him into a complete scoundrel!
Is this a sign of moral decay or a decline in humanity?
How exactly does his brain work?
Couldn't you just give her a normal marriage proposal?
Han Junche's thought process is actually very simple. The marriage proposal in the cafeteria was a complete accident, but he gained inspiration from it.
His Chi Xia was so different from others; if it were just the two of them, under the flowers and the moon, she might not agree.
But she didn't want him to lose face, so no matter how angry she was with him, she would always go along with him in front of others.
After realizing this, Han Junche suddenly knew what he had to do.
Three key elements: First, make her feel embarrassed; second, have a large group of people; and third, speak softly and gently.
Once the whole process is completed, no matter how annoyed she is, she will definitely agree.
Han Junche knew Chi Xia's personality all too well; keeping her word was her principle.
So even if she's annoyed or angry, once she's promised, she'll definitely keep her word.
Han Junche was in a great mood. While relieving himself, he even hummed a song to express his joy.
After resting, Han Junche returned to the group and began directing the vehicles. Wind-based abilities are not omnipotent. Excluding Qin Zhao, there were a total of ten wind-based ability users, who were divided into two vehicles to lead the way.
One tornado after another swept up the snow on the road and threw it aside, quickly clearing the road.
The vehicle moved slowly, with wind-type ability users taking turns to use their abilities, while recovery-type abilities replenished their power.
Qin Zhao sat in the back seat and looked at Han Junche, saying, "How did you come up with this idea? I thought you were going to have a fire-type ability user burn a path through the fire."
“First of all, fire-type abilities burn very slowly,” Han Junche said as he spoke. “Secondly, fire-type abilities will definitely be suppressed when facing ice and snow, making them extremely inefficient. As for how I came up with this method, it was you who inspired me.”
Qin Zhao frowned: "Me?"
He suddenly seemed to remember something, and smiled slightly, saying, "Was it because I swept the trash that inspired you?"
"Hmm." Han Junche nodded: "I only remembered that wind-type abilities can be used like this when I saw you sweeping the floor with the little tornado."
The snow continued to fall, and the sky grew darker and darker. They traveled through the night, and by the next day, the snow beneath them was no longer something that ordinary tornadoes could move, making travel increasingly difficult.
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