When he went to the ski resort, Zhou Xuan's eyes couldn't help but brighten. Exhaled a heavy breath of white air, watched Ye Zhiyuan stride over from a distance, and waved his hand directly excitedly, not caring about the strange eyes of others, he wished that he could jump a little higher, so that his man could see his enthusiastic figure at a glance.

"Ye Zhiyuan, I'm here! Over here! Zhou Xuan shouted, his cheeks flushed, and people couldn't help but want to take a bite.

Ye Zhiyuan saw him from a distance, and looked at his lively figure and smiled.

"Energetic?" Covering the canned hot coffee on his face, until a small lump of flesh bulged out on his cheeks, Ye Zhiyuan stopped the strength of his hand and looked at him with a smile.

Zhou Xuan pursed his mouth and tried to speak, but he muttered a few times and only made a few indistinct syllables, glared at the man, and had no choice but to give up.

After a while, he simply covered the man's hand, pressed against the coffee can, and buried it directly in the man's arms.

When he got out of the car at first, he was cold, and his teeth chattered as if it weren't him. He stomped his feet, and asked Ye Zhiyuan to buy him a hot drink with pitiful little eyes. Ye Zhiyuan let go of the hand holding him, lowered his head and helped him wrap the scarf tightly.

"You're waiting for me here."

This made Zhou Xuanle bad, and he hurriedly nodded to indicate that he knew.

"Don't want to move?" Ye Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at the top of his black head, let him hold the coffee can by himself, and reached out to hold the person into his arms.

"Well, cold."

"Stopped skiing?"

"Well...... Zhou Xuan thought for a while, "Yes." He rubbed his head, but refused to lift himself from the man's arms.

"Lying in my arms, how are you going to slide?" Ye Zhiyuan chuckled, raised his head, looked at his crimson face and couldn't help but lower his head and lightly seal a kiss.

Zhou Xuan moved out embarrassedly, and the coffee in his hand was already cold.

……

Zhou Xuan doesn't know how to ski, and his sense of balance is not good. Stepping on the skis and staggering, it was hard to balance, but just after two steps of skiing, he fell directly to the ground.

Ye Zhiyuan was amused by his embarrassed appearance, and when he saw him staring at him, his cheeks bulged, but he refused to stand up, so he had to hold back his smile and walk over to help him.

"You're laughing! Wait a minute, you're sliding worse than me, and don't blame me for laughing at you or something! ”

Ye Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, but smiled silently.

Someone, who clearly knew that he was being looked down upon, stood up to his skis with his head held high and waved defiantly at the man.

"Do you dare to compare one...... Ahh As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't control the balance and planted down, seeing that he was about to have a close contact with the white earth, Zhou Xuan subconsciously closed his eyes.

What a shame to die!

Instead of falling into the imaginary cold earth, Zhou Xuan opened his eyes and looked up at his man.

Ye Zhiyuan scooped his falling body into his arms, and there was a rare joke in his voice: "Than rolling?" ”

Zhou Xuan was embarrassed, and hurriedly broke out of his arms, grinning like a fried kitten: "It's a pure technical mistake!" ”

The little guy's expression of not admitting his mistakes was too cute, Ye Zhiyuan bent down, bit his nose, squinted his eyes slightly and laughed: "It's really a good technique." ”

Zhou Xuan covered his nose and looked at him in disbelief, "You, you, you ......" for a long time and couldn't speak, he always felt that Ye Zhiyuan seemed a little immodest here, if he was in China, when had he ever done such a bold and intimate action.

"It's public!" He managed to get his tongue back.

"So what?"

Ye Zhiyuan has made up his mind and is unreasonable? Zhou Xuanqi's cheeks flushed, and finally he had to change the topic: "Is it better than that?" ”

"Than you can. But what's in it for me? ”

"No good!"

"Zhou Xuan, I'm a businessman." Ye Zhiyuan straightened out his gloves, and his lowered eyes flashed, "I saw that you brought that box of things." If you lose, let's try one, okay? ”

The hot and humid breath hit the sensitive earroots, and Zhou Xuan trembled, almost unable to stand steadily. Roaring and jumping away, he looked at the man with a red face and a heartbeat for a long time before he licked his dry lips: "Who wants to try it with you!" Not comparable! ”

As he spoke, he grabbed his skis and walked towards a less crowded area.

Ye Zhiyuan is really shameless, he actually said this thing in public, and what reward did he say?

Is...... It's embarrassing!

Thinking of the mess in the box, Zhou Xuan really wanted to find a pit to bury his head.

"Are you afraid of losing?"

"What?!"

Ye Zhiyuan stood two meters away, folded his hands, looked at him with a smile, and said concisely: "You are afraid of losing." ”

"! How could Lao Tzu be afraid of losing! Compare to compare! Zhou Xuan walked back angrily, raising his head and looking at him with great disdain. Who's afraid of you?! ”

Ye Zhiyuan rubbed his furry head and said with satisfaction: "Very good." ”