Ski Into Love (Hush, the king is hibernating) [Requested]

Part 143 ❤️

The fourth step in steaming buns is placing them in the steamer.

Commentator 1: [For some reason, contestant Shan Chong forgot to wear his helmet. Hmm, the snow season has just begun. All snow enthusiasts must wear helmets when entering the snow park, especially when jumping in the park... Although we don't know why he could forget his helmet.]

Commentator 2: [And then he crouched down.]

Commentator 1: [Is he feeling unwell?]

Commentator 2: [We can see the staff member who brought him his helmet standing beside him, possibly urging him... No one can talk down to Shan Chong with their hands on their hips. Today is an exception.]

Commentator 1: [Are you sure that's a staff member?]

Staff members shouldn't be pulling contestants' ears. Who would dare try that, especially during a national live broadcast...

As everyone knows, Shan Chong is married, and rumor has it he's henpecked.

If his wife sees this, won't she break his legs when he gets home?

From this distance, even the big screen doesn't show clearly what's happening. So no one knows what they're whispering about—

If they could hear, they'd realize this conversation is far from friendly.

"So what, you're not competing? Wang Xin will kill me! Get up! I told you I'd tell you after the competition, and yesterday I said it was a gift... You're acting like it's a matter of life and death. What, did you think I'd give you divorce papers as a gift?"

"Ah, no."

"Then what is it?"

"It's..."

The man crouching on the ground, supporting his chin with one hand, thought for a moment and said seriously with a blank expression, "It's me being coy."

Saying "being coy" with a cold, handsome face, giving off an "if you don't let me be coy, I'll hack you with a knife" aura, created a jarring contrast.

Combining these elements, there probably wasn't a woman who wouldn't fall for this act.

Wei Zhi blinked, her face instantly turning red.

The blush spread from her neck upwards, finally reaching her ears.

She raised her hand and pinched her earlobe, the cool fingertips making her whole body shiver.

"Get up first."

She squeezed these words out through gritted teeth.

"Can't get up."

The man's voice remained steady.

"Don't tell me you're going to play that old trick of 'I'll only get up if you kiss me.'"

".............."

The crouching man thought for a moment, shifted his bottom slightly, and said, "That works too."

"............"

Like hell, it does.

Wei Zhi reached out to pull him up.

Shan Chong had genuinely intended to stay on the ground but then worried she might fall if she failed to pull him up.

So he reluctantly stood up, following her lead.

But he didn't stand properly.

Instead, he bent his waist and leaned close to her face.

Wei Zhi looked at his face, now just inches away, and reached out to put his safety helmet on properly.