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Andy didn't go after Lima, and he also understood that Lima wasn't ready, not that Andy was correcting her affair, but that she was blood after all, and after several boyfriends, she persisted, and although one blood was very accomplished, it was also very troublesome, the environment, the mood all needed to be adjusted.

As for whether Lima wants to fuck him or not, there is still a lover Andy, a woman willing to go on a vacation with you alone, then she has thought about it and is ready for something to happen.

You can't believe a man's words. This is actually very clear to the women, what I only hold, what I don't put in outside, what I don't move...

Don't think women are stupid, physiologically women will mature earlier than men, their psychological state will mature earlier than men, the average woman knows very well what men want and what will happen, so don't be proud of the men who can fool them, the woman you get is the real master of the way.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are really silly women, low emotional scary women, silly white sweets such as this can all meet, then brother, you are developed, take it home and feed it well, don't let others fool you out.

After a while, Andy walked outside Lima's room and knocked gently on the door.

“I'm resting... ”

Andy listened to Lima sound a little panicked, some funny, and said, "Good night, have a good dream. ”

What's the happiest thing about winter? It's best to sleep in a warm duvet and wake up naturally. Unfortunately, Andy Jing is a little overwhelmed during this time, and will wake up at 8: 00 at the latest, even if he wants to sleep.

The most diligent country in the world is the rabbit country, which wakes up early for school and early for work, which many foreigners do not understand, especially in some European countries, such as Italy, the Greeks and the Spaniards, who see the rhythm of life of rabbits and can go directly crazy.

Because the central air conditioning controls the temperature in the room, not cold or hot, Andy woke up wearing a cotton pyjama, pulling open the curtains, looking at the white view outside, stretching a large lazy waist, exhaling a bite of turbidity in his chest.

Walked into the bathroom and started washing, took a hot bath, had a slightly red skin and a red face, went back to the bedroom, took out a set of cotton underwear from the wardrobe, put on a black sweater and a pair of casual pants.

Walked out of the bedroom, came outside Lima's room, knocked on the door.

Knock.

The door was opened, the hair was a little wet, and Lima was wiping with a towel, wearing Addy's grey sportswear.

“Good morning.” Andy smiled and greeted her, hugging her from behind and wanting to walk back to Lima in the bathroom, lowered her head and kissed her on the cheek.

“Stop it, I'm going to blow my hair dry, and, Andy, you seem to be going too far. Didn't you promise not to mess with me?” Lima avoided Andy's scoundrel-like kiss, frowning slightly, but seemed to think about what happened last night, and a red spot appeared on her pretty face.

“I'm not messing around, didn't you enjoy it last night... Oops, you're treading!“ Andy was still smiling and flirting with Lima, and the beauty who wanted to be ashamed stepped on his back.

Turning around and squinting her eyes slightly, she scolded: "Bullshit again, step on you! Huh!”

Watching Lima walk into the bathroom quickly, Andy leaves his mouth open and moves a few feet, his current physical fitness, how could something be wrong, but it has to be painless and painful to deal with women.

Lima quickly packed up and went downstairs for breakfast with Andy.

After breakfast, the two of them took a short break and went back to the room to get dressed and warm ski clothes.

Lima was wearing a red and white ski suit with long black hair, a brown wool cap, large goggles on her forehead and a pair of gloves in her hand.

Andy was pretty much dressed up, but he knew that Lima was a real skier, and he wore good clothes himself, had never paddled before, and as a tech house in his previous life, he hated sports.

But he couldn't ski, and Lima didn't know that Andy had a headache and arrived at the ski resort later, and he needed a separate coach, which Lima laughed at for sure.

When the two of them packed their clothes, grabbed their gear and arrived at the garage outside the villa, Kenny and Joseph were ready and two snowmobiles parked outside the garage.

Andy was so interested in this thing that he pulled Lima onto a car, grabbed a few strokes, almost knew how to play, started it up, and Kenny hurried to hand Andy his helmet.

Pulling down the goggles, Lima held Andy's waist behind her and the snowmobile began steadily and at an uncomfortable pace. After a few strolls on the snow around the villa, she stepped up the throttle and followed Joseph and Kenny's snowmobile to the ski resort.

Yellowstone Club has many separate ski resorts, and of course, there are a dozen alpine snowways that can be booked for individual use. After all, members here are rich and expensive, and enjoy playing alone with their friends and family.

Because Lima, Andy chose a more marginal venue, something that could be avoided or avoided as much as possible, and it was always troublesome to be hit by acquaintances.

Reaching the ski resort, Lima jumped off a snowmobile, took a short run, looked up at the clear and magnificent Rocky Peak in the distance, smiled happily on her face, turned around and looked at the beauty of the valley in the distance, stretched out her arms, raised her head, closed her eyes and breathed a hint of cool fresh air.

Knock, knock...

Andy stepped on the thick snow and walked up to Lima, looking down at Lima, who was intoxicated by nature, with an apple-red face, and asked softly, "Do you like it here? ”

“Mmm!” Lima opened her eyes, happily grabbing Andy's arm and smiling at the view at the distance of her finger said, “What a beautiful view, exhilarating, forgetting all the troubles of the outside world. ”

Andy nodded slightly, patting Lima's arm, a little embarrassed, and said, "If you want to play alpine skiing, ask a coach to go up the highway, I... I don't paddle, I need to learn from the ground up... What are you laughing at? Huh!”

Sure enough, looking at the smiling branches of Lima, Andy threw her arm away with a slight blush and groaned angrily.

When Lima had enough laughter, she went forward and patted Andy on the head with her feet like a kid, comforting him and saying, "Let Andy learn."

Andy couldn't help laughing, but the key to skiing was physical coordination, and it wasn't hard to get started, and the coach taught him to get to know him slowly.

By the end of the afternoon, Andy had basically mastered his skiing skills and, although he could not ski as fast and handsome from the mountains as Lima did, he could also play slope skiing slowly and carefully.

A day of skiing, Lima was always in a good mood, and the laughter was echoing around Andy, like a child.

Andy and Lima rode their snowmobiles back to the villa when the sun set to the west and the sky became a little dull.

As soon as he entered the house, he had a great time, Lima, the wind started undressing, and took off his ski suit smoothly. The masked figure reappeared in front of Andy, and Lima, wearing a tight set of red thermal underwear, glanced at Andy, a pair of se wolves, and rolled up to the second floor.

Andy shook his head laughingly and began to take off his ski suit. It was really warm, it was too fun, he was sweating, and the warmest underwear inside was also a little wet by sweat, sticking it on his back, it was very painful.

When the two of them each came out of the bedroom, they all changed their clothes after showering. Dinner was less troublesome than it was yesterday, but the chef just made it. Lima consumed a lot of strength today, so she didn't really care about her image and had a big mouth.

After dinner, next to the warm fireplace on the second floor, there was only a large, long sofa lounger left, Andy leaning halfway, with his head pillow in his arms, Lima on his chest, each with a glass of wine in his hand, talking about the fun of his childhood.