Mr. Yu, your wife has gone crazy after her rebirth.

It was already past lunch time and the food didn't look appetizing. Jiang Youling looked left and right and finally packed only two dumplings and a portion of steamed buns, and ordered a cup of American coffee at the dessert shop.

After returning to the room, Jiang Youling did not see Yu Zhiyan in the living room.

Could it be that he went back to his room to rest?

I pushed open the door of the master bedroom and found no one there. I only saw a cell phone on the coffee table.

"You don't even bring your cell phone when you go out?" Jiang Youling said a few words with some complaints, then took off her coat. The heating in the room was very sufficient, and she felt a little hot in her down jacket.

At this moment, Yu Zhiyan happened to push open the bathroom door, and white mist filled the air with his appearance. He only had a white bath towel wrapped around his waist, revealing part of his muscular body.

As the water vapor slowly dissipated, water droplets continued to drip from the tips of the hair, flowing along the jawline of the side face, slowly towards the eye-catching and delicate collarbone.

The muscle lines are firm and tight, without any exaggerated signs of long-term excessive exercise. Instead, they show an extremely elegant and coordinated streamlined beauty.

Every inch of skin appears exceptionally delicate and perfect.

His daily outfit mainly consists of suits, and occasionally he wears a loose cardigan. This kind of clothing makes it difficult to see the true muscle lines of his body.

He is usually very elegant, but at this moment, with his black hair covering his eyebrows, he looks lazy and evil, with a hint of weirdness.

"Gudong..." Jiang Youling's cheeks turned red rapidly, as if the blood had rushed directly to her face. She swallowed a big mouthful of saliva in a daze.

Yu Zhiyan walked straight towards her, and before she could react, he quickly blocked her view with his hands.

"Hmm?" Jiang Youling's whole body was covered with a faint pink color, and her eyes were covered, making her feel a little nervous as the breath gradually approached.

Fresh and powerful, it was everywhere, powerfully permeating her sense of smell.

"Does it look good?" Yu Zhiyan leaned forward, and his breath sprayed on her neck, as if carrying a scorching breath that made her whole body tremble and her bones became numb.

"Gudong...good...looking." Once again, she swallowed her saliva.

Yu Zhiyan lowered his eyes, his gaze resting on her bright lips, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

He suddenly leaned over and covered her lips with his. The kiss was full of eagerness and passion, as fierce as a storm. His tongue explored her mouth and entangled with her tongue tip wildly.

He felt her breathing quicken and her body tremble slightly, as if resonating with his passion.

His hands roamed over her back, caressing her skin, feeling its softness and warmth.

She pressed her body tightly against his chest, feeling the pounding of his heart, and her hands tightly grasped his shoulders, enduring his passion.

The kiss was as turbulent as a torrent, sweeping the two of them into a deep desire.

The room was filled with the woman's moans of pain and pleasure, and the man's sexy and magnetic breathing. The two panting sounds seemed to touch every nerve, causing a hot and intense throbbing in the heart.

The sounds are intertwined, as if telling the most primitive desires and emotions.

The dim room is filled with a mysterious and ambiguous sensory world.

The two of them went crazy all night and Jiang Youling didn't get up until ten o'clock the next day.

After eating something that was not sure whether it was breakfast or lunch, Jiang Youling urged Yu Zhiyan to go skiing.

Yu Zhiyan originally wanted to let her take a day off and continue skiing tomorrow, but he couldn't persuade her.

It was the first time that Jiang Youling put on her ski suit, which was a one-piece workwear style with a very practical design. She spent a lot of time and effort to finally put on the ski suit.

When they came out, I found that she and Yu Zhiyan were wearing the same style of ski suit, just in different colors, one black and one white, which were obviously a couple's style.

While Yu Zhiyan was packing his ski equipment, he said to Jiang Youling, "Remember to wear your hat and goggles. Let's go now and go to the practice area at the back to get used to it."

As soon as I stepped out of the door, the cold wind suddenly hit my face. It felt like countless tiny needles quickly piercing my skin, and it was as cold as a knife.

Looking from afar, in the vast snow scene, a ray of clear light shines through the rolling clouds in the sky, appearing pure and holy.

The emerald green and vigorous cedars, with white snowflakes hanging down from their branches, each show a unique charm.

"Let me show you." Yu Zhiyan prepared his skiing equipment and slid easily along the edge, demonstrating his skiing skills.

Equipped with black goggles, her black hair fluttered in the wind, exuding a free and unrestrained air.

After about a minute, he returned to the starting point, then he handed the ski pole to Jiang Youling and said, "Now try it yourself!"

Jiang Youling eagerly took the ski pole and imitated his movements...

Yu Zhiyan walked behind her, opened his arms, and hugged her tightly, letting her completely in his arms. He held her hands and gently raised them up.

"Hold here."

Although the sound was diluted by the cold wind, it was still clearly audible, as if it was right next to my ear.

Someone hugged her tightly, and if it weren't for the ski clothes, the two of them would almost be touching each other's skin.

His face was close to her, and her ears felt hot as his breath passed over her ski cap.

Jiang Youling suspected that he was deliberately being a hooligan by teaching her skiing...

Yu Zhiyan gave careful and detailed instructions. Even though the clothes were heavy, the feeling was still very strange.

If it were someone else, Jiang Youling would have waved his hand and hit him without any hesitation.

But Yu Zhiyan helped her adjust her posture carefully and rigorously, and his attitude seemed particularly solemn and serious.

"What are you daydreaming about? Be serious!"

Uh.....Okay! She has a problem with her thinking!

"Try it as I say!" While she was still in deep thought, Yu Zhiyan had already let go of her hand, stepped back and stood aside, posing as an aloof gentleman.

Skiing is a sport similar to learning ice skating. If you are not born with talent, it is normal to fall and bump into things during the learning and practice process.

Jiang Youling fell and got up repeatedly, and after many times she was finally able to skate a short distance independently. Yu Zhiyan watched from the side, feeling very distressed.

Someone was having a lot of fun and thought his skiing skills were pretty good. He waved to Yu Zhiyan and gave a silly smile.

Yu Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief. What a broad-minded person! He was actually very worried.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yu Zhiyan reminded Jiang Youling, who had been having so much fun that she had forgotten what day it was, that it was time to go home.

Yu Zhiyan looked at her with her brows drooping, her little face slightly flushed after exercise, her eyes half closed, revealing an indescribable charm.

A gust of wind blew, and Jiang Youling took off her hat and casually brushed her long hair over her ears. The exposed earlobes were white with a faint redness, making her look delicate and charming.

Yu Zhiyan curled his lips and smiled.

To him, every move she made seemed to touch his heart and make him happy...