Seeing Meng Chuyuan so obsessed, Lu Qingye suddenly regretted agreeing to come skiing with her.
Skiing itself was a high-risk sport. Moreover, it was their first time doing it, so they were inexperienced. Therefore, Lu Qingye paid more attention to safety on this endless snowy path.
Meng Chuyuan asked, "Are you alright from the fall?"
He said indifferently, "I'm fine."
The slope of the jumping platform was not high. His speed was considered slow just now. The moment he fell was a little sudden, but he was not injured.
Meng Chuyuan glanced at him, ready to slide down at any time. "Then let's continue?"
In order to continue playing happily, Meng Chuyuan never left Lu Qingye's line of sight. The two of them glided at a constant speed, one in front and one behind.
Throughout the entire time, Meng Chuyuan fell twice on the snowy path.
