Become the white moonlight of the attack

In the fresh morning, the air is filled with a faint fragrance, and the sun is stuck on a green lake with clear water outside the window, leaving a warm beauty.

Jiang Zhuo, who got up early, stood in front of the bay window, feeling the air of a foreign country.

The faint smell of lake water and the aroma of sunshine linger at the tip of the nose.

He was wearing a thin cotton pajamas, and even after a night's rest, his fair face was still tired.

There was a knock on the door of the room, Jiang Zhuo returned to the room, picked up a blue and white striped cardigan on the chair and put it on to open the door.

Fu Shixin was neatly dressed, and he was dressed in a black sportswear, which made him look cool and sunny.

The moment Jiang Zhuo opened the door, the cold air rushed towards him.

He tilted his head to look at the bay window, and sure enough, the bay window was open.

Fu Shixin pulled Jiang Zhuode's right hand up naturally, and said, "I ordered breakfast, let's eat first..." His fingertips touched Jiang Zhuo's hand, and he frowned slightly, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Jiang Zhuo avoided Fu Shixin's hand in discomfort, and explained, "There was a cold wind blowing for a while."

He Fu Shixin stepped out of the room first.

Secretary Li was already sitting at the dining table waiting, looking down and playing with his mobile phone. From the smile on the corner of his mouth, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

Seeing Jiang Zhuo approaching, Secretary Li got up and wanted to help him open the chair beside him, but he took a look at Fu Shixin who was following behind him, and withdrew his hand again.

"I told Wen Ke just now that we will go skiing later." Secretary Li sat down again and glanced at Jiang Zhuo's response.

"Skiing?" Jiang Zhuo looked sideways at Fu Shixin who had opened the seat in front of him, "Are you going to go skiing?"

"It's not you, it's us."

Fu Shixin signaled Jiang Zhuo to sit down, but Jiang Zhuo did not refuse.

On the dining table is a Chinese breakfast, porridge, tofu flower, deep-fried dough sticks, buns and several dishes of side dishes.

But from the decoration of the breakfast and the application of the plate, it can be seen that the hotel has put its heart into it.

"Look at what you like to eat? I just saw tofu flower here when I ordered. I don't know if it suits your taste."

With that said, Fu Shixin pushed the tofu flower in the blue and white porcelain copywriting bowl to Jiang Zhuo, with a small blue and white porcelain spoon attached.

Jiang Zhuo looked down at the spoon, and reached out to take it. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When he took the spoon, Fu Shixin's warm fingertips hurriedly passed over his cool hand.

"Thank you" a faint words can not tell whether he is happy or disgusted.

The spoon gently picked up a small piece of tender white tofu and brought it to his mouth. Jiang Zhuo frowned slightly and stopped.

"Sweet?"

"Don't you like it?" Fu Shixin, who was always paying attention to him, asked.

"No, it's just that I'm not used to sweet things."

Fu Shixin pushed away the tofu flower in front of Jiang Zhuo, took the spoon in his hand, and brought the white porridge in front of him, "Eat this to nourish your stomach."

Jiang Zhuo looked down at the white porridge that was pushed in front of him again, and felt that Fu Shixin was really unnecessary.

"Fu Shixin, actually, you don't have to do this."

Secretary Li, who was sitting opposite, bowed his head and ate obediently, trying his best to make himself non-existent.

Fu Shixin glanced at Secretary Li, then turned his gaze back to Jiang Zhuo, "Do you remember what I said yesterday?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhuo nodded.

"Then accept it frankly and don't refute it."

Then he drew a "six" with a finger pen in front of him very stinkingly.

Jiang Zhuo helped his forehead, he had already started to regret his decision.

Fortunately, breakfast is very comfortable. Although the white porridge has no taste, it is delicious with side dishes.

After the meal, Fu Shixin asked the waiter to clear away the dishes, while Jiang Zhuo sat lazily in front of the sofa in the living room, flipping through a local travel guide.

Secretary Li was sitting in front of the single sofa opposite, with his head down playing with his mobile phone, paying attention to their movements from the corner of his eye from time to time.

Fu Shixin walked by, took the book from Jiang Zhuo's hand, closed it, and sat down beside him.

Jiang Zhuo glared resentfully, Secretary Li who was the first to sit on the single sofa, and moved to the side.

"You don't need these, I have already arranged them these days."

Fu Shixin took out his mobile phone and showed Jiang Zhuo his results last night.The memo on the mobile phone is full of travel plans, each of which is clearly marked, ranging from the location of the scenic spot, the distance, the time and place, to the surrounding restaurants, bathrooms, and shops.

He was surprised that this seemingly pampered kid from a rich family was also very careful.

Jiang Zhuo looked at the plans for each day, and he was not in a hurry, and basically had no travel arrangements for the next two days.

It was only when his eyes fell on today's skis that he realized that Fu Shixin wasn't just talking.

Jiang Zhuo returned the phone to Fu Shixin, "I don't know how to ski."

This is true, he really can't, except for walking, he basically has no favorite sports, and he is not good at them.

"It's okay, I'll do it."

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for us to travel without permission, not to mention that I am the person in charge of this trip."

"What are you afraid of? I came here at my own expense, not to mention not only the two of us, but also Li Jue. As for the person in charge, you have been dismissed. Xiao Zhou from the planning department will be in charge this time."

Speaking of which, Fu Shixin cast a look at Secretary Li, and Secretary Li immediately put down the phone, and said in harmony:

"Yes, Assistant Fu has already agreed with Mr. Xu that we are traveling with the prince."

The corner of Jiang Zhuo's mouth twitched, "Accompany the prince?" It was really an image.

"Okay." He replied with a feeling of lovelessness in his life, and only hoped that he could survive until six days later.

In addition to the internationally renowned hot springs in country R, ​​there is also skiing.Because of the natural advantages of the weather, there is a snow mountain that never melts all year round, and because of this, ski enthusiasts from all over the world come here all year round.

There are hot springs, hotels, and shopping malls under the snow-capped mountains, forming a tourism industry chain in Country R.

Skiing during the day, soaking in hot springs at night, staying here for one night, and going shopping the next day, is very popular among young people.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Zhuo, Fu Shixin, and Secretary Li appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel with suitcases. Jiang Zhuo looked at the few people in the lobby and thought of his colleagues, "What about them? What is the plan for today?"

Secretary Li immediately took out his mobile phone, checked the temporary group, and explained to Jiang Zhuo: "They have already set off. Coincidentally, everyone's itinerary is the same today."

Jiang Zhuo and Secretary Li followed Fu Shixin's temporarily rented car from the hotel. It took two hours from the hotel to the snow-capped mountains. Fu Shixin's plan today was to go skiing in the morning, have lunch at the ski resort, and then go to the hot spring after dinner. Stay at the hot spring hotel for one night tonight and continue tomorrow's itinerary.

After the three of them arrived at the hot spring hotel, they left their suitcases at the hotel, and Fu Shixin took them into the ski resort of the snow mountain.

Since both Jiang Zhuo and Secretary Li were beginners, Fu Shixin chose a large ski resort at the foot of the mountain, with a moderate slope and a spacious ski run.

The three of them walked into the shop in the ski resort under the guidance of a local guide. According to Fu Shixin, they wanted to buy three sets of equipment. From the point of view of Jiang Zhuo and Secretary Li, the two of them would come here only once in their lifetime. It was really unnecessary to buy equipment. .

Reluctant to the prince's temper, Fu Shixin brought out Jiang Zhuo's promise to him yesterday, and of course that twitchy finger "six". Jiang Zhuo and Secretary Li could only follow Fu Shixin's wishes and choose a decent one equipment.

When beginners choose equipment, the first thing is to keep warm, and the second is to look good.

Jiang Zhuo's equipment was selected by Fu Shixin.He doesn't know skiing, so when choosing equipment, he not only listens to the advice of professionals, but also relies on Fu Shixin's sports experience.

Fu Shixin's knowledge and experience in skiing surprised him, and of course convinced Jiang Zhuo that this kid from a rich family is really good at having fun.

Fu Shixin helped Jiang Zhuo choose a fluorescent green ski suit, Secretary Li chose a popular red one, and Fu Shixin chose a blue one.

After the equipment was selected, Jiang Zhuo went to the locker room to change.

Because he was wearing this kind of equipment for the first time, he was inevitably a little flustered. He didn't adjust the goggles until the door of the locker room was knocked 10 minutes later.

Jiang Zhuo ignored the knock on the door and only regarded it as a passenger's urging. He quickened his action, and Secretary Li's phone rang at this point.

Jiang Zhuo picked up his mobile phone to answer the call, but it was Fu Shixin who called, and he said two simple words, "Open the door."

Jiang Zhuo was a little dazed. From Fu Shixin's tone, he could tell that he was in a hurry, but why was he in a hurry when he changed his clothes?

In doubt, he quietly opened the door of the locker room a crack.

Fu Shixin has already put on his white ski helmet and dark blue ski suit. His short, streamlined hair is elegant and natural, protruding from the white ski helmet. Fu Shixin's goggles are fluorescent green, which match his clothes very well.

He just needs to be handsome, otherwise Jiang Zhuo wouldn't be dumbfounded, even Fu Shixin pushed the door in, and he didn't object.

The sound of the locker room door closing pulled Jiang Zhuo back.A person suddenly approached in the two-square-meter single lounge, which made Jiang Zhuo feel a little uncomfortable, not to mention that this person was Fu Shixin.

Fu Shixin walked up to him naturally, put his slender fingers into his pockets, looked Jiang Zhuo up and down, "You are so slow."

Jiang Zhuo pursed his lips and turned away from looking at him. Fortunately, he had already changed into his ski suit and put on his helmet.

"Let me help you." Fu Shixin's clear voice came to his ears, with a warm breath, and then his slender fingers took the helmet in his hand through Yue Yaojian.

"No need." Jiang Zhuo's throat twitched lightly, and he quickly turned around and pulled up his helmet, but bumped into Fu Shixin's arms head-on.

He hurriedly took half a step back, but Fu Shixin hugged Yue Yao first.He wanted to back up, but he couldn't move because his back was changing wardrobes.

"So anxious? Did you miss me?"

In the confined space, Fu Shixin's words were extremely ambiguous. Although the body / body / was separated from Fu Shixin's hands by a thick ski suit, Jiang Zhuo still felt the hot touch of his hands attached to the girdle.

The temperature in the locker room was already very high, and Jiang Zhuo was wearing a thick ski suit, the temperature on his face suddenly rose, and he blushed instantly.

There were two more bright reds on his fair face, which made Fu Shixin's heart beat faster when he was looking at him.

Fu Shixin took off/covered the helmet on top of his head, and put it on the locker behind Jiang Zhuo.

His eyes were affectionate, and he couldn't help bringing that delicate face closer. Fu Shixin put his right hand on Jiang Zhuo's chin, lifted it slightly, and pressed the mother finger of his right hand on Jiang Zhuo's red lips.

The softness from the fingertips makes people anxious.

"What if I want to kiss you?"

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