Greedy pleasure

Shu Chiye narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the male staff member and said, "No need."

"Hey—" Yan Xiaomi was about to say that she needed it, but she didn't know anything about it.

But several staff members dispersed because of Shu Chiye's words, and they could still be heard talking in low voices when they left the lounge.

"Are you stupid? Can't you see that it's unusual for Mr. Shu to take Ms. Yan skiing? Do you need to teach Ms. Yan?"

"No, I just want to do my best!"

"You are doing your job on your boss, and you are getting impatient."

"I work overtime day and night to make this place well. Mr. Shu just wants to bring Ms. Yan to play. What's the relationship between them?"

The voices of their discussions gradually faded away, and Yan Xiaomi couldn't hear what they said.

She was pushed down by Shu Chiye and sat down on the rest chair, watching him fix her skis and poles by himself...

Those were the two most complicated procedures, and the other helmets were all made by Yan Xiaomi herself.

Landing on the snow like a duck on a snowboard, Yan Xiaomi's excitement didn't last a second before she fell into the mud.

Although it didn't hurt to wear the protective gear, her mentality suddenly collapsed.

"This thing doesn't seem very fun." She looked at Shu Chiye's hand, which was spread out in front of her with the palm up, feeling a little embarrassed.

After being pulled up by him, he patted the snow on his body.

"It takes a certain amount of time to learn to ski, and it's not that easy."

He pulled Yan Xiaomi in front of him, his tall body slightly bent, and adjusted her posture first.

With her back pressed against his strong chest, his deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears.

She tried her best to listen carefully, but couldn't control her attention on him.

He seemed to have noticed that she was distracted a long time ago, but he didn't say anything.

After all, you can’t keep teaching until you can’t learn.

In the huge ski resort, two figures stuck close together and practiced for a while at the top of the kilometer-long ski run.

Yan Xiaomi had the guts to rush down the ski slope.

Seeing her holding the ski poles tightly with both hands, and turning her eyes to the steep snow slide from time to time, Shu Chiye saw through her thoughts at once.

"Come here, I'll take you down." He hooked his hands at her.

Seeing her eyes brighten, she moved to his side with great effort, allowing him to lean slightly to wrap her in his arms.

"Turn around, hold me tight." He straightened her body, slid his palm down his arm, grabbed her wrist and placed it around his waist.

Through the thick jacket, she seemed to be able to feel his temperature.

"Hold tight."

She was overdressed, and her arms were so long that they couldn't wrap around the man's waist.

I could only hug him hard, with my face pressed against his chest.

The skis on the soles of her feet were out of control, and a force rushed her up the ski slope.

The biting cold wind blew past her ears, drilled into the helmet and blew away the warmth that gradually gathered in the man's arms.

The scene flashed in her eyes, and the unprecedented sense of loss of control made her hug Shu Chiye even tighter.

On the white ski slope, the two were stuck close together and thought they were alone if they didn't look closely.

The noon sun shone on them, and the reflections of cuddling each other quickly followed the two of them.

I don't know how long after playing, Yan Xiaomi only felt that her legs were sore and weak, so she left the ski resort.

I quickly packed my luggage and returned to the city after my vacation.

Shu Chiye sent her downstairs to the apartment, parked the car and asked casually, "What work arrangements do you have these days?"

"I'm going to the South China Sea tomorrow afternoon. There will be a large-scale public welfare live broadcast. If there are no accidents, I will come back the night after tomorrow. If there are accidents, I won't know."

She answered while unbuttoning her seat belt.

The wrist tightened suddenly, and the man's hand with clear veins grabbed her. She was stunned for a while, and raised her head to meet the man's lips that suddenly covered her.

Her slightly parted lips were squeezed by the man, and the temperature in the car suddenly rose with the intermingling of breath.

He let go of her wrist and took her head to deepen the kiss.

She changed the lip balm again, lemon flavor, the taste seeped into his bone marrow, making him unable to eat the marrow.

Yan Xiaomi instinctively grabbed the corner of his sleeve, her curled eyelashes trembled twice, and slowly opened.

"It's late, I have to go back." She tilted her head, dazzled by this kiss.