Hua Yan had never heard of Hu Li skiing before. If it was just her skiing alone, that wouldn't be what she wanted. Worried, she asked, "Hu Li, can you ski?"
Hu Li glanced at Hua Yan and said, "I'm okay at it."
Hearing this, Hua Yan wasn't disappointed; instead, she was very happy. If Hu Li's skiing skills were average, they could improve together, which would surely be a lot of fun.
Though there were thousands of people at the ski resort during the day, it wasn’t crowded. After changing into their ski clothes, Hua Yan and Hu Li stood side by side at the starting point. Hua Yan immediately laughed and said, "Hu Li, you go first."
"Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Li pushed off with his ski poles and shot out like an arrow, quickly covering a large distance. When he encountered an obstacle and seemed about to crash into it, he twisted his waist at the last moment, smoothly avoiding it. His perfect movements caught the attention of many onlookers.
Most shocked and displeased was Hua Yan, who muttered angrily, perhaps a bit jealously, "He's such a show-off, with skills like that and still being modest."
Suddenly, a voice came from beside her, "Miss, is that gentleman who just skied your friend?"
Since they didn't want to attract attention, Hua Yan and Hu Li had dressed in regular clothes, and the bodyguards following them were also in casual attire, dispersed around the ski resort.
Therefore, to others, they appeared as ordinary people, prompting someone to approach them. Hu Da had already noticed this person’s intentions. Since he was a ski resort staff member and didn’t seem to have any ulterior motives, they chose not to interrupt Hua Yan and Hu Li’s fun and just kept an eye on them from a distance.
Following the voice, Hua Yan saw a smiling man in ski resort staff uniform. She paused for a moment and asked, "What do you want?"
Seeing that Hua Yan wasn't very happy, the man smiled kindly and waved his hand hurriedly, saying, "Miss, I mean no harm. I just saw that your friend's skiing skills are exceptional and wanted to ask if he would be interested in becoming an instructor at our ski resort."
"Instructor... He is indeed very skilled..."
Hua Yan’s hesitation made the man misunderstand. He thought Hua Yan also considered becoming an instructor at the ski resort to be a point of pride. After all, their ski resort was the largest in Haibin City, with top-notch service and ranked second in the country.
Being an instructor there paid six thousand yuan a month. With outstanding performance, the bonuses alone could match a regular person's half-year salary. In a year, one could earn more than a hundred thousand yuan.
Ski instructors were a dream job for many people. "Miss, you have a good eye. Our ski resort instructors not only have high salaries, but also some of the best benefits in the country. For example, each instructor gets their own apartment, a monthly meal allowance, and frequent travel and sightseeing arrangements."
"But my friend isn't looking to be an instructor," Hua Yan said politely, telling the man the truth.
The man's eyebrows furrowed, and he continued to persuade, "Miss, why don’t you ask your friend? Not just anyone can become a ski instructor here."
Hua Yan smiled wryly, thinking that if this man knew Hu Li's identity, he might regret his persistence deeply.
"I'm not interested." A sudden voice interrupted their conversation.
The man looked at the man beside him with an unfriendly expression and, despite his fear, said, "Sir, you could at least try. I guarantee you'll agree."
Pulled to Hu Li's side, Hua Yan rolled her eyes, thinking that this man was just like a salesperson who wouldn't rest until he sold his product. She worried that this man, so unaware of the situation, might end up getting kicked by Hu Li and end up in the hospital for a few days.
"Shut up and get out of my sight immediately." Hu Li's icy voice reached the man's ears, and his face showed a mix of frustration and humiliation.
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He was one of the top instructors at the ski resort, usually flattered by everyone. When had he ever been so insulted? Just as he was about to teach Hu Li a lesson, a plump man with a shiny head and a suit came running over, looking as if the world was ending.
Still a distance away, the plump man shouted at the employee. The man was puzzled, wondering why his boss, who should be enjoying himself, was here looking so anxious.
"Boss?"
"Shut up," the plump man said, turning to Hu Li with a fawning smile. "I apologize for my employee's disturbance. Please, allow me to make amends by covering all your activities today."
Hu Li's eyes were filled with disdain, his face cold as he said, "Leave us." Today was meant for relaxing with Hua Yan. If more people noticed them, they would have no peace.
The plump man was a master of reading people. He immediately understood that Hu Li didn't want them to continue talking. He hurriedly led his employee away, but not before handing Hu Li a diamond VIP card for the ski resort.
Back in the office, the man couldn’t help but ask his boss, "Boss, who was that guy?"
The boss snorted, angrily saying, "Don't you know you almost ruined this ski resort? Just because someone dresses plainly doesn’t mean they are ordinary. I used to think you were smart, but you’re just pig-headed. I can’t believe I thought you were clever..." He spoke so fast he had to stop and take a sip of tea before continuing his scolding.
Actually, his legs were shaking, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Scolding his employee was a way to release his inner fear.
The scolded man, looking dejected, noticed his boss was calming down and quietly asked, "Boss, who was that guy?"
"Your brain still isn't working. Get out!" The boss's anger flared up again. He knew the man had subtly hinted he didn’t want anyone to know his identity.
On the ski slope, since Hua Yan enjoyed skiing, Hu Li unceremoniously accepted the card. "It snowed last night, so the snow is thicker. It's more fun to ski, but also more challenging. Be careful."
"Mm, you should stay close behind me," Hua Yan said. She wasn’t overconfident; the thicker the snow, the more dangerous it was for a novice like her. With Hu Li following, she felt safer.
After a few tumbles, sweat soaked through her ski suit, but Hua Yan’s smile grew wider as she became more proficient at skiing. The thrill and her improving skills gave her a great sense of pride.
As noon approached, Hu Li reluctantly dragged Hua Yan back to the hotel at the ski resort. After a bath, Hu Li massaged Hua Yan's entire body. Holding her, he asked, "Do you want to eat here or go to Ju Bin Lou?"
"Let's eat here, then take a walk around the ski resort. After that, we can take a nap and continue skiing in the afternoon." Skiing made her feel like she was flying, or like a fish soaring in the ocean.
When skiing at top speed, the wind whistled past her ears, and her soul seemed to leave her body, floating freely with the wind. This feeling could best be compared to the addictive high of a drug, making one crave more.
"Alright, we'll spend Christmas here," Hu Li said, thinking about the Christmas gift he had prepared for her. He wondered if his dreamy wife remembered to get him a gift.
After playing until midnight, Hua Yan and Hu Li finally made their way back to the Ju Bin Hotel. After a refreshing bath, Hua Yan lay on the soft pillow, her eyes filled with a happy smile, waiting for Hu Li to come out of the bathroom.
Moments later, she watched Hu Li walk out slowly, draped in a white towel. The sight of the handsome man stepping out of the bath made Hua Yan swallow hard. She eagerly said, "Come on, let me dry your hair. I'm really good at it."
A gleam flashed in Hu Li's eyes, and he smiled, his voice husky, "I'd be honored."
Hua Yan wrapped herself in a white blanket and, pressing close to Hu Li's bare body, began drying his hair with one hand while the other roamed over his fragrant, masculine skin.
Soon, Hua Yan forgot about drying his hair, entirely focused on touching him. Hu Li smiled slightly, picked up the towel she had left aside, and continued drying his own hair.
Once his hair was dry, Hu Li turned over and kissed Hua Yan for a while before stopping to catch his breath. Hua Yan was puzzled as to why he stopped. Hu Li, looking very mysterious, let go of her. He retrieved a ten-centimeter-long wooden box from a small cabinet and placed it in her hands.
The box was made of fragrant wood, with no traces of paint, retaining its natural look. However, the intricate carvings on it were extraordinary. Hua Yan was immediately smitten with the box itself.
Carefully opening the lid, she found ten small wooden figurines of girls in various postures. Each figure was familiar—one reading, another gazing into the distance, one eating with a sweet expression, and so on. After examining them closely, Hua Yan exclaimed, "Why do these look so much like me?"
"I carved them based on your daily activities. They are you."
"Wow, this is amazing." She even sniffed the figures, and the faint fragrance of the wood instantly filled her senses, making her love them even more.
Hu Li, slightly embarrassed, interrupted her, "Xiao Yan, now that you have them, don’t forget me. Remember, I carved each of them by hand."
"Ah... you carved these yourself? Hu Li, I love you so much." Hua Yan immediately threw herself into his arms and planted many kisses on his face, leaving it covered in saliva.
A moment later, Hua Yan noticed that Hu Li wasn't as happy as he was before and asked in confusion, "Hu Li, why aren't you happy?"
Hu Li looked down at her with a pitiful expression but said nothing. Hua Yan patiently coaxed and pleaded with him for a while before he finally muttered, "You didn't prepare a gift for me, did you?"
Hua Yan chuckled mysteriously and said, "I have a surprise gift for you too..."
"Really? You actually prepared something?" Hu Li asked excitedly. "What is it?"
Hua Yan leaned in and whispered into Hu Li's ear. His expression changed from doubt to uncertainty, then to joy, and finally, he picked up the naked Hua Yan and spun her around in circles on the floor.