The viewers in the livestream launched into a heated discussion as they watched the five pairs, whose joys and sorrows were worlds apart.
[Sister Bai really has worked hard. She's been looking after this kid from start to finish.]
[Young Master Meng objects: who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? I'm a real man who stands tall!]
[Hahaha, the toughest part of our young master is his mouth.]
[Wang Yilin and Wen Nuannuan are hilarious too. One looks completely unwilling to accept defeat, while the other looks like, "If we lose, we lose!"]
[Pei Ming still has a long road ahead of him in winning over his beloved.]
[Xia Beauty is mighty!]
Shen Ting looked utterly focused, but he still lost his balance for a moment and landed on his backside. His soft protective gear cushioned his bottom.
"Little Treasure, are you okay?" Yan Yi held out a hand to Shen Ting.
"I'm fine. I've got protective gear on." Shen Ting used Yan Yi's hand for support as he stood up, then gently brushed the snow off himself and his gear.
While the two were talking, Shen Rui and Su Weiwang overtook them.
Just as Shen Ting was about to give chase, Yan Yi crouched in front of him and patted his own shoulders.
Shen Ting's eyes lit up. He unfastened his skis and nimbly climbed onto Yan Yi, wrapping his arms tightly around Yan Yi's neck and both legs around his waist.
"Hold on tight. Here we go." Holding him, Yan Yi smiled and gave Shen Ting a little bounce. Only when he felt Shen Ting tighten his grip did he ski off in satisfaction.
"Woohoo!" Feeling the cold wind on his face and watching the scenery rush past, Shen Ting wore a smile full of