She couldn't help pinching his arm lightly and whispered: "You are still joking at this time."
"The mood will be relaxed and you will perform better in a while."
Wang Aoshuang shook his hand and showed a clear smile.
After everyone was ready, the whistle blew, and the men ran out quickly carrying their wives.
Ling Ang also stretched out his long legs and ran on the track as fast as flying.
Although he is an Oriental, his figure is no worse than that of Western men, and he is not tall and rough, but strong and agile.
He runs much more briskly than those Western men, like a brisk smoke.
Coupled with Wang Aoshuang's slender figure, there was not much pressure, and soon the two of them were far ahead.
Ling Ang carried her on his back, ran through a wave, crossed several wooden obstacles, and then crushed three watermelons on both sides of the track, finally crossing the finish line smoothly.
As soon as the two people crossed the finish line, people around them applauded enthusiastically and sprayed fireworks to express their congratulations.
Some people excitedly shouted "Eastern warriors...Eastern warriors..." There was no rejection at all by national boundaries.
The two happily accepted everyone's congratulations, with bright eyebrows and warm smiles.
Then the two went to the competition group to choose gifts.
There are many gifts, although they are not very expensive, but each one is made with fine workmanship and has warm patterns manually carved on it, which is full of the feeling of home.
Wang Aoshuang fell in love with a pair of cute pillows. She hoped that when he went to work every day, she would hold them as if they were Ling Ang. Because they had won them back, she would find them particularly meaningful.
However, Ling Ang fell in love with a set of crystal cups. The transparent cups were engraved with a bride in a white wedding dress and a handsome and happy groom.
"Ang, do you like this set of cups?"
"Yes." He nodded, with a look of deep affection on his face.
Wang Aoshuang immediately put down the pillow in her hand, "Okay, we want this gift." As long as Ling Ang likes it, she is willing to give up what she likes.
Ling Ang secretly approached her ear and asked, "Do you know why I have this set of cups?"
She shook her head and waited for him to explain.
He looked a little naughty and said in a low voice: "Because you drink water from this cup, it means you kiss me many times every day."
She glared at him slightly, with a slight blush on her face, "You are becoming more and more immoral."
Ling Ang smiled lightly, "Compared to others, I am already serious."
"How can you compare with other foreigners? They are always so open-minded."
A staff member next to him suddenly raised his head and said unexpectedly, "Sister, you seem to be the foreigner here."
Dizzy, Wang Aoshuang blinked and stood there a little embarrassed, murmuring: "Australians are really literate, any staff member can also speak Chinese."
The staff member said calmly, "There are so many Chinese tourists, how can we get by without learning a few words of Chinese."
She laughed dryly, a little worried that this dear friend might think that what she just said was critical or derogatory.
The staff member was quite calm, glanced at them, and said with some meaning: "Sister | Sister, if you feel uncomfortable kissing him many times, then at a certain moment let him kiss you many times in turn, isn't it?
Can it be evened?"
Wang Aoshuang was surprised to hear such meaningful words from a Westerner, and her face immediately burned like fire.