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Chapter 718 You're just afraid of her!
Is it cool? To be honest, it really is quite cool. Lin Mo admitted that he felt his skis weren't so appealing anymore. No wonder in some fantasy novels, the protagonist always tames a particularly handsome monster as a mount. It really is cool.

At this moment, Chuanmei was lying on the ground, with Miss Yuan's skis under his stomach, while Miss Yuan stood steadily on his back, looking incredibly cool. Most importantly, she was even faster than Lin Mo, and quickly overtook him.

Although there were far fewer people on the intermediate path than on the beginner path, there were still some. Miss Yuan's posture of flying quickly attracted the attention of many people, and many people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Fortunately, the Sichuan girl is wearing a mask now. If she is recognized and people see the famous Li Shiya being used as a mount here, they may laugh, but they will definitely think she is kind, because kind people are ridden!

But none of that is the most important thing. What he wants to know now is how Miss Yuan convinced Chuanmei to let him be her mount.

At this moment, Wang was below, holding a camera to shoot footage. When he saw Miss Yuan stepping on the Sichuan girl and coming down, he was completely dumbfounded. However, his professional ethics prevented him from putting down the camera, and he captured the scene very clearly.

He just received a message from Chuanmei, telling him to wait below the intermediate level to film his handsome moment. He is handsome now, but his handsomeness is outrageous.

Lin Mo's speed wasn't fast, after all, the "Pretentious King Possession" skill only prevented him from falling, but didn't have an acceleration effect.

When he slid down, he saw a group of people surrounding Miss Yuan and her companion, and some even handed money to the Sichuan girl.

"You're the coach, right? Can you take me on a ride sometime?"

"Me too, I'm a little potato from the South too, I want to experience it too!"

"But it looks so unsafe!"

"Mind your own business. If the coach dared to take the job, he must be confident. He looked so cool just now; a photo like that would definitely turn out great."

"How much is it? I'd like to try if it's under 200 yuan, but if it's too expensive, forget it."

At this moment, a group of people had gathered around Chuanmei and Miss Yuan, most of whom were girls, and they were all tourists from the south. They all thought that Chuanmei was a ski instructor and that this was a new package deal offered by the ski resort.

Even skiers would be itching to try it, let alone those who can't ski—it's a lifesaver!

Little did they know, the reason she was able to slide down smoothly just now wasn't because the Sichuan girl was so skilled, but because Miss Yuan's operation was truly amazing.

The Sichuan girl can't ski, no problem. Since she can't ski, she can just lie down. Whether it's safe or not is unknown, but she definitely won't fall. Moreover, he can direct the Sichuan girl to slow down with her feet, and she can also slightly adjust her direction. The two of them work together very smoothly.

At one point, outsiders even thought that the Sichuan girl who was lying on the ground was awesome, and that she was playing with Miss Yuan like she was a pro.

Faced with the sudden enthusiasm of the people around him, Chuanmei was completely dumbfounded. He swore that if he had known he was being used as a mount, he would never have gotten off, even if it meant his death.

It was all the result of Miss Yuan's deception. It turned out that Miss Yuan told her that there was a way for him to ski on the intermediate slope in a very safe way without falling. That way, he could put a board under his feet, lie down and ski down, and he could control his speed.

Then he lay down with some doubt, but before he could react, Miss Yuan jumped onto his back, pushed off the ground with her feet, and the two of them started immediately.

While on top, Chuanmei wanted to resist, but since the car had already started sliding rapidly, he didn't dare to move at all, fearing it would overturn. During the slide, he felt like he was about to pee his pants from fear, since being used as a mount was better than overturning.

As we all know, it's best not to grab the steering wheel while the vehicle is in motion. All he could do was trust Miss Yuan's skills. After all, if Miss Yuan dared to take the plunge, she must be confident.

Now that he's finally here, this group of people think he's a professional at this and want to pay him to experience it? What a joke.

"I'm not the coach, I can't! Don't even mention a little potato from the South, even if you were a big pear from the South, it wouldn't work!"
Yes, it's not safe at all, don't play! I have absolutely no confidence in it, but I want 20,000!

The Sichuan girl responded to every word, quickly explaining that she sells her art, not her body. Wang Chu, who was quietly filming, felt that the content for the latest video was perfect: skiing, costume changes, and scene transitions—it was sure to go viral!

At this moment, Lin Mo finally slid down and came to Miss Yuan, who had been squeezed to the outside, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Hey, I found a deal for the Sichuan girl: a downhill ski ride. Someone's already offered 200," Miss Yuan said proudly, as if she'd done something amazing.

Lin Mo: ? ? ?
"Is that so? Does that mean it's free for us acquaintances?"

No sooner had the words left her mouth than a Sichuan girl jumped up from the crowd and shouted, "Screw you!"

"Wow, is his hearing that good?" Lin Mo asked, pointing towards the crowd.

Miss Yuan: "Maybe he's just broken down, but don't worry about that for now, just tell me if he's handsome or not!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than the Sichuan girl jumped high into the air from the crowd again, shouting, "Handsome my ass!"

"Oh my god, I have such a bad temper, I'm going to teach him a lesson about how kindness can be taken advantage of!" With that, Miss Yuan rushed into the crowd, ready to discuss the matter of a second marriage with Chuan Mei.

Seeing this, Lin silently took two steps back, still feeling it was better to stay away.

Sure enough, the crowd erupted in excitement shortly afterward.

"It's Li Shiya!"

"Shiya, Shiya, what are you doing as a mount in Erbin? No~~"

"Who's Li Shiya?" "What are you babbling about? 200, are you going to let me ride you once or not!"

Lin Mo:
Damn it, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought there was some kind of sex trade going on here.

Fortunately, the Sichuan girl, whose identity was soon exposed, rushed out of the crowd, with Director Wang following closely behind with a camera.

As for Miss Yuan and Lin Mo, they were both wearing masks in the freezing cold, so who could recognize whom?

On the contrary, neither of them would yield to the other, so they went from the beginner level to the intermediate level, and eventually both reached the advanced level.

However, in each downhill race, Miss Yuan was far ahead. Although Lin Mo did not fall once, he was indeed much slower. Fortunately, he made up for it with his skills.

What should have been a leisurely and effortless affair is now a hurried and frantic scramble!

His skis performed all sorts of difficult maneuvers, each step a dance on the edge of a knife, looking like he was about to fall at any moment, but he always managed to get back up on the snow. Even those on advanced slopes couldn't tell whether he was a complete novice or a master strategist pretending to be weak.

It can be said that Lin Mo, with his "cool and aloof" skills, successfully filled the gap between beginners and experts in the field of skiing.

But it has to be said that after a few hours, Lin Mo was having a blast, and his speed was getting faster and faster. When he made some unexpected moves, the people around him would applaud and scream. Gradually, he was immersed in the praise.

With the foot warmers on and the fact that he was constantly exercising, he even felt like he was sweating all over.

Miss Yuan was having a great time until she met a group of handsome 190cm tall guys from a sports university. These guys were not only tall and in good shape, but they could even ski shirtless outside, their abs making the little potatoes around them scream.

Although Miss Yuan is not a purebred southern potato, in the eyes of Northeasterners, everything except the three northeastern provinces and eastern Inner Mongolia is considered the South. Given Miss Yuan's size, she is naturally classified as a small potato and enjoys various preferential treatments.

At 1 p.m., Lin Mo and Miss Yuan were having lunch at a restaurant. That's right, there was a restaurant at the ski resort, and there were even many shops open outside, offering food, drinks, entertainment, and even bathhouses.

The two ordered food and drinks and began to relax contentedly.

"Sister Yuan, didn't you say you didn't want to date? Why are you chasing after a group of male college students taking pictures? I saw it, you were touching their abs with your little hand!" Lin Mo teased Miss Yuan.

You know, he's known Miss Yuan for so long and he's never seen her show any interest in men. On the contrary, she's teased the young lady quite a bit.

"What are you saying? When you see a group of stunningly beautiful girls, don't you take a second look? What, are you feeling resentful because I haven't looked at you like that? After all, their figures are indeed sexy, while you, my friend, are just a greyhound," Miss Yuan glanced at him and chuckled.

If Lin Mo had heard those words before, even if he hadn't broken down, he would have felt uneasy. But since using the arm strength trainer, his physique had changed considerably. Although he was still on the thinner side, his muscle lines were much smoother than those people from before, so this level of attack posed no threat to him.

"As long as Sister Ruyan knows how I look, that's enough. After all, some figures can only be seen when you take off your clothes, unlike you, Sister Yuan, winter is your best camouflage," Lin Mo said with a smile.

Miss Yuan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then flew into a rage: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

"You little black dog, are you trying to get yourself killed? Everyone says black dog blood wards off evil spirits, why don't you just close your account yourself?!"

Seeing that Miss Yuan was about to resort to force, Lin Mo reached out and pressed her head down so she couldn't stand up. He laughed and said, "Hey, don't get too defensive. But speaking of which, if I saw a group of amazing ladies, I would definitely take a look too. But I want to know, if you saw a group of amazing ladies, would you still go up and take pictures?"

"Get lost, who do you think you are, Sister Yuan? What's so interesting about that?" Miss Yuan rolled her eyes at him, and realizing she couldn't break free, she obediently continued eating, after all, she couldn't let her stomach suffer.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo immediately sat up straight: "So, Sister Yuan, you don't dislike men, nor are you a lesbian. You just haven't met anyone who makes your heart flutter?"

He's always been unclear about Miss Yuan's sexual orientation. Firstly, Miss Yuan likes to hang out with boys, but only wants to be friends with them. Secondly, she doesn't have a high level of attraction to girls, but she'll still flirt with pretty young ladies, which seems contradictory.

But this time, she was surprisingly interested in those shirtless male athletes, which meant she wasn't entirely uninterested, which was quite interesting.

"Being moved? That's impossible for me in this lifetime. Homosexuals are discriminated against, heterosexuals are terrifying, and bisexuals are even less cared about. Only narcissism is eternal and immortal, and it allows you to take from within and not be taken advantage of by others! Hehe," Miss Yuan laughed.

Lin Mo: ? ? ?
"Wait a minute, look inside, and start talking!"

"Screw that, get lost! Sister Yuan thinks that no one in this world is good enough for me except myself. Sigh... I guess I'm just too good!" Miss Yuan sighed, cupping her face in her hands.

Lin Mo:
He discovered that Miss Yuan disliked everyone; she was purely narcissistic.

"Speaking of which, in all your years, haven't you ever met anyone who you can completely admire?"

Hearing this, Miss Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, you know what, there really is one. My cousin, Zhao Yun. Don't let her beauty fool you, she's actually quite terrifying. Not only is she beautiful and has a great figure, but she's also incredibly good at fighting. When I was little, if I made a mistake, I wasn't afraid of anyone else in the family, but if she wanted to beat me, even my grandfather couldn't stop her. Even now, I'm still quite wary of her!"

Lin Mo was taken aback: "Eighty percent? So you're just afraid of her?"

Miss Yuan:
"So what if I'm scared? Is that a problem? I bet you've never experienced my cousin's iron fist before!"

Lin Mo: "Ahem, sorry, I actually did get hit by that, but I fought back!"

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan gave a disdainful smile: "What a load of bull!"

Lin Mo:
(End of this chapter)