C249 (2/2)

The two of them gathered at the location of the Snowy Field's teleportation belt. They looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong.

”Sai my ass.” Qin Yue continued her sentence as they laughed heartily.

Ouyang Xueling's skiing skills were not bad, and Qin Yue's technology was not bad either. Therefore, the two of them were unable to accept each other's performance, and arranged for a match. From the peak of the hill all the way to the foot of the mountain, they won three rounds.

”I said thirty-two starts again and again.” Ouyang Xueling took a position, put on his windproof glasses, looked ahead, and said loudly to Qin Yue.

”Alright.” Qin Yue was ready.

”Three!” ”Two …” When he shouted ”two”, Ouyang Xueling rushed out with a movement. Qin Yue knew he was tricked by her, and anxiously chased after her, but it was already too late. The first match had ended in failure.

Ouyang Xueling giggled at the foot of the mountain. ”Am I good?”

”Isn't it all because you're being shameless?” Qin Yue thought that he was too careless, and continued: ”This time, I'll leave it to you. ”Start the game and I'll shout.”

”Then what if you're shameless?” Ouyang Xueling stepped onto the conveyor belt. On Monday, not many people came to play, and the conveyor belt was not too crowded either.

”I'm not going to be like you.” Under Ouyang Xueling's questioning, Qin Yue repeatedly guaranteed that the right to start would be given to him.

”Three!” Two! ”One!”

Just as she finished speaking, the two of them shot out like arrows from their bowstrings. Finally at the foot of the mountain, Qin Yue won by a tiny margin.

Ouyang Xueling was unreconciled: It's a 1: 1 draw, there's still a match to decide the victor.

”Mm. Alright.”

The two of them once again arrived at the top of the mountain. Ouyang Xueling stretched her upper body, and made sufficient preparations. Qin Yue found her funny, and laughed twice: ”Are you ready? ”It's coming.”

”Alright, come on.” Ouyang Xueling was ready.

”Three!” Two! ”One!”

Qin Yue purposely took steps late by three seconds, and naturally, Ouyang Xueling won against her. Although Ouyang Xueling could tell that he was deliberately letting his off, Ouyang Xueling would definitely not admit it.

”Yayaya, I won.”

Seeing her waving happily, Qin Yue felt that it was worth it.

”You've won. What are your conditions? Speak.”

Ouyang Xueling tilted his head: ”I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you about it after I've thought it through.”

”Fine.” Qin Yue promised as he helped her onto the conveyor belt again. After drawing three full circles with all his might, he was already sweating a little.

”You won't deny it when the time comes, right?” Ouyang Xueling asked.

”How could that be? Don't tell me I have to write you a written document?” Qin Yue stood behind her and boarded her conveyor belt.

Ou Yanxue forced herself to turn her head. ”It's not impossible.” ”Hahahaha.”