It's just a simple breakfast, but it's so grand.

"How can I finish eating so much!"

Yang Chengzhen was also shocked when he came out.

This is too exaggerated.

"Try a little bit of everything."

Lin Feng said with a smile.

After breakfast, Lin Feng and Yang Chengzhen went downstairs, and a Unimog off-road RV parked at the door of the hotel.

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

A young man wearing ski clothes opened the car door and said respectfully: "I am your ski instructor, Song Zhe."

"Your name sounds unlucky."

Lin Feng shook his head and said: "We don't need a coach."

First, he helped Yang Chengzhen get into the car, and then he also got in the car.

"Bincheng Ski Resort is very big, and we are going to an area that is not open to the public."

Lin Feng said: "The snow is thick and the road is difficult to walk. We really need a car like this."

The Unimog drove out of the city and came to the prestigious Bencheng Acrylic Ski Resort.

Cross the ordinary snow road in front and drive towards the mountain.

Skiing equipment has been prepared in the car, and the two of them changed into ski clothes.

"Mr. Lin, we're here."

There was a sound coming from the intercom in the car.

Lin Feng looked out through the car window. At this time, the car was almost reaching the top of the Acrylic Mountain.

It is surrounded by white snow and the slope is not very steep, making it suitable for novices.

"This place is quite nice."

Lin Feng picked out a pair of skis for Yang Chengzhen and took a single ski for himself.

After getting off the car, he helped Yang Chengzhen put on the brace, supported her arms, and helped her practice basic steps.

Yang Chengzhen wore a pair of long snowboards and walked awkwardly and hard on the snow.

After a while, Yang Chengzhen gradually found some feeling and began to row slowly down the slope.

Lin Feng also put on the bindings at this time, stepped on the single board and prepared to slide down.

"Ha, Mrs. Lin learns quickly."

Song Zhe jumped out of the cockpit at this time, walked over and said with a smile.

"Didn't I say that I don't need a coach?"

Lin Feng's expression was stern.

"The Feng Shui here is very good and it is very suitable for Mr. Lin's burial place."

Song Zhe smiled, and suddenly a cold light flashed through.

Lin Feng subconsciously leaned back slightly, and the brim of his hat was cut off with a sharp knife.

"The response is very quick."
Chapter completed!