Chapter 194: The First Kiss is Gone

As the last sentence left his lips, Lin Yang couldn't help but chuckle, his face contorting with winks and grimaces, his expression indescribably lewd.

He could imagine how spectacular that female boss's expression must be—one person refusing to let her take them off, the other refusing to let her put them on...

I suspect you are implying something about me, and I have evidence.

It was only because there were women present; otherwise, Lin Yang would have definitely traded a few dirty jokes with Shen Yan.

Yu Youwei and Luo Qiqi blushed, and they spat lightly, "Shameless!"

Wu Yue'er, on the other hand, cast a glance at Shen Yan that was brimming with charm, her flirtatious nature fully on display.

Ever since they went to the mall last time and bought some sexy lingerie, every time she wore them, Shen Yan would act as if he had taken stimulants, demanding them incessantly.

Several pairs of silk stockings had been torn into crotchless pants, and there were sexy nightgowns he wouldn't let her take off, claiming that a hazy beauty felt better.

I really don't understand men's hobbies!

The rest of the journey went very smoothly, and at 8:30 in the morning, the group arrived at the mountaintop where the Jiangnan Tianchi Ski Resort was located.

After parking the car in the lot, they walked straight to the visitor center. The ticket cost 150, and skis, poles, boots, and helmets were available for free rental. As for other protective gear, those with money could get it, and those without just had to deal with it.

Before setting off, everyone had done their homework; if one wanted to experience the joy of skiing as quickly as possible within a day, then skis were undoubtedly the best choice.

Compared to skis, snowboards were harder to start with, but had a higher rate of progression later on. Except for Wu Yue'er, everyone else was skiing for the first time, so they all chose skis.

The ski resort was divided into three slopes according to difficulty: primary, intermediate, and advanced. The group, filled with excitement and anticipation, headed straight for the Primary Ski Slope.

Looking out, snowflakes danced in the air, and the pristine white slope was covered with a thin layer of fresh snow, as if it were a silver ocean. Sunlight shone down, and the snowfield radiated a dazzling light.

A dense crowd covered the entire slope like ants, bustling with activity. The crowd wore colorful clothing, forming a brilliant and vibrant landscape.

Some were cautiously practicing basic movements; some were gliding proficiently; and some children, accompanied by their elders, were enjoying the fun of racing across the snowfield. Laughter and shouts rose one after another, weaving together into a cheerful and impassioned symphony that echoed over the snowfield.

"Wow!"

This spectacular scene left everyone incredibly excited, and after taking a group photo, they couldn't wait to ask Wu Yue'er for guidance.

Before coming, Shen Yan had specifically studied skiing tutorials online, and he began to practice on the side, trying various walking methods, flat-ground skating, climbing, braking, turning...

The basic movements were very simple.

Then Shen Yan took the magic carpet straight to the top of the primary slope.

The slope of the primary trail was relatively small, around 10 degrees. When Shen Yan slid down from the top, his legs were sometimes together and sometimes apart, using various braking techniques in turn, combined with turning skills, and he easily controlled his speed.

His movements were quite decent.

Yu Youwei and the others, who were still practicing basic movements at the bottom, were immediately dumbfounded.

Lin Yang cursed and asked in surprise, "Old Shen learned it already? It looks pretty simple."

Because the slope was small, Shen Yan's movements were simple and his speed was slow.

It gave him the illusion that "I could do that too."

Tang Song was very open-minded about this: "You can't compare people to people. Old Shen is a monster; let's just watch."

The other women's eyes sparkled as they watched Shen Yan's graceful and elegant movements, and they couldn't wait to get started.

Gliding all the way to the bottom, Shen Yan felt that he had basically mastered the various movements of skiing and could go challenge more advanced slopes.

At this time, Yu Youwei came up to him prettily to ask for guidance, her eyes overflowing with little stars of admiration. Shen Yan didn't refuse and explained his understanding of some basic movements.

The others listened from the side.

Unlike Wu Yue'er, who was only a half-baked coach, Shen Yan's explanation was concise and easy to understand, and the group nodded repeatedly in realization.

So that's how it is!

After practicing briefly on flat ground, the group boarded the magic carpet to the top, with Shen Yan demonstrating and practicing at the same time.

"If you keep your legs together, the speed of the skis will get faster and faster."

"When braking, lean your body forward and push your feet apart into a 'V' shape; small in the front and large in the back. The wider the 'V', the harder the brake."

After teaching them the braking movement, Shen Yan let the group go off to play.

Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.

When Shen Yan slid down from the top for the third time, a sharp scream suddenly came from behind.

"Move! Move!"

Shen Yan subconsciously looked back, and then a "Holy crap" slipped out.

He saw a young woman with her legs together, riding her skis straight toward them. She was clearly a beginner, and her braking relied entirely on yelling.

Shen Yan hurriedly performed a parallel brake, veering off his intended path.

Looking back again, he saw that the woman had already veered toward the guardrail. With a "bang," caught off guard, Lin Yang, who was resting against the guardrail, was knocked head over heels.

"Uh..." The sensation felt wrong. Lin Yang, lying on top of the woman, opened his eyes only to discover that his first kiss was actually gone.

Damn it!

The woman clearly noticed this too and hurriedly pushed Lin Yang away. At this moment, neither of them was wearing goggles, and their impressions of each other were, "He's a bit handsome!" and "She looks average!"

The woman's name was Zheng Jiayue. She had long hair draped over her shoulders, single eyelids, a flat nose, and a square face. Placed in a crowd, she was the type that was quite ordinary—not ugly, but definitely not beautiful.

Zheng Jiayue hadn't come skiing alone; her boyfriend was not far away and had witnessed the scene of the two of them kissing.

He was instantly furious.

He stepped forward, grabbed Lin Yang by the collar, and swung his fist, ready to fight. Lin Yang naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death; the two were of similar height and build, so Lin Yang hurriedly pushed him away and questioned, "Who are you? Why are you hitting people for no reason?"

"Who am I? I'm her boyfriend!"

Upon learning that the two were in a relationship, Lin Yang lost some of his confidence. He said, "This isn't my fault. I was just standing there properly, and I don't know how it happened, but she suddenly rushed over. Everything was an accident! Purely an accident!"