A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

He thought to himself silently.

"Sure," Xie Jing said. "There are quite a few options, whether it's skill, endurance, or a combination of both."

Jiang Chu held her phone up to him; a simple lottery app was already open on the screen.

"This can be customized. You can enter three options, I can enter three options, and it will randomly generate one after you input them."

Xie Jing glanced down at the colorful mini-program interface.

Then he took the phone, which still carried her body heat.

Jiang Chu tiptoed to peek, but he subtly tilted the screen outwards, just out of her sight.

"Don't peek."

"I didn't peek!"

"You stood on your tiptoes."

"Fine," Jiang Chu said angrily, landing back on her heels. "What's wrong with looking at this?!"

Xie Jing handed the phone back to her, "You didn't show me what you wrote, so let's both keep some surprises for each other."

The design of this mini-program is such that the options are automatically folded and hidden after input, and only pop up one by one when you want to draw them.

After all the data was entered, a spinning wheel appeared on the screen, with six neatly arranged fan-shaped squares, but each square only displayed a "?".

The result will be revealed after you click to rotate.

Jiang Chu held her phone up to the height between the two of them.

"Ready?"

"Um."

Jiang Chu clicked "start".

The turntable spun rapidly, and the six colors merged into a blurry rainbow on the screen.

The pointer flew across the grid, one square after another.

The speed gradually decreased, and then it stopped.

【rock climbing】

Jiang Chu blinked, looked up at Xie Jing, and asked, "You wrote this? You like it?"

Xie Jing's lips twitched slightly, and a hint of a smile flashed in his deep black eyes. "I practice occasionally."

"Alright," Jiang Chu said, forcing a smile. "Are there any facilities nearby?"

Xie Jing turned and walked towards the other end of the gym.

The two walked around the row of gantry racks and Smith racks, and through an inconspicuous interior partition door.

Behind the door is a separate space with an extremely high ceiling.

If the ceiling height of the outside gym is four or five meters, then the ceiling height of this area is at least more than double that—estimated to be over ten meters.

Jiang Chu tilted her head back, her neck almost bent at a 90-degree angle to see the top of the building.

Above is an exposed exposed concrete ceiling, with several industrial spotlights mounted on steel tracks, their white beams shining straight down and illuminating the entire wall.

The walls are covered with a rough, dark gray coating, densely inlaid with hundreds of climbing holds of various colors.

—Red, blue, green, yellow, orange, extending from the bottom all the way to the top, which is more than ten meters high.

Different colors represent different climbing routes and difficulty levels.

The green route on the far left has densely distributed support points with small spacing, making it suitable for beginners.

As you move to the right, the distance between the fulcrums gradually increases, and the angles become increasingly tricky.

Upon reaching the red route on the far right, the distances between several pivot points are so large that they seem suspicious.

Is that really the length that a human arm can reach?

Jiang Chu glanced furtively at the man beside her.

At two-thirds of its height, the wall has an outward-protruding, upward-sloping section, with an inverted tilt of about fifteen degrees.

This means that when climbers reach that position, their bodies will be completely suspended in the air, and they will need pure arm strength and core strength to get through.

The base of the wall is covered with a thick layer of professional cushioning padding, which extends outward from the base of the wall for at least three meters.

Several sets of climbing harnesses, chalk bags, and several pairs of oversized climbing shoes were neatly hung on the equipment rack next to it.

Jiang Chu stared at the wall, which was more than ten meters high, feeling a little intimidated.

She had been to an indoor climbing gym two or three times, always with friends, and had climbed the beginner wall with relative ease.

However, the pull-ups she did earlier had already depleted a lot of her back and upper body strength.

She subtly pinched her right forearm—when her fingertips pressed down, a soft, tingling sensation came from the muscles.

Not so good.

She glanced at Xie Jing again.

The man was standing in front of the equipment rack, skillfully taking two sets of safety belts off the rack.

Jiang Chu: "..."

I practice that occasionally, though it's a bit of a mystery.

Moreover, judging from the specifications of this wall and the completeness of these equipment, this so-called occasional activity is probably at least several times a week, and has been going on for more than ten years.

Jiang Chu was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

Theoretically speaking, she doesn't necessarily need to go all out to win, since she didn't initiate the competition herself.

However, for some subtle reason, she just didn't want to be looked down upon by this man.

Initially, she may have just wanted to seduce him, or at least make her presence felt in his life in order to save herself.

However, as the two spent more time together, things gradually changed.

She revealed her true feelings to him more than once.

It was risky, and the disadvantages might outweigh the advantages, but she couldn't help but do it anyway.

Fortunately, the other party did not seem to dislike her because of this.

and so……

She seems to still be caught up in this complex, not suppressing her personality, but instead competing with him.

However, judging from the results, Xie Jing seemed to have a lot of fun.

"Will you wear it?"

Jiang Chu came to her senses.

Xie Jing approached with a safety harness in hand.

Jiang Chu looked at the seatbelt he handed her, then looked up at him again.

The man's expression was calm, but a faint smile lingered deep within his dark eyes.

Jiang Chu straightened his back instantly. "Yes!"

She grabbed the seatbelt and started putting it on.

Leg rings, belts, buckles.

She had traveled through time in her past life and still remembered the basic process.

However, she was still a bit rusty when it came to the details. She tried to turn the main buckle on the belt twice but couldn't get it right, and it got stuck in an awkward position.

Her ears turned slightly red, and her fingers unconsciously quickened their pace.

A large, well-defined hand suddenly reached out.

"That's outrageous."

Xie Jing's voice came from above her head.

His fingers gripped the jammed main lock with extreme precision, and with a gentle turn and push, he achieved this.

Click.

The latch is back in place.

The entire process takes no more than two seconds.

As he withdrew his fingers, the tips brushed against the small section of skin exposed above her belt.

It was only for a very brief moment.

It was like the tip of a feather gently brushing across the surface of water.

Jiang Chu trembled slightly.

She then narrowed her eyes slightly.

Xie Jing calmly withdrew his hand, as if it had just been a pure accident. He then took a step back and began to fasten his seatbelt.

She was much faster than him, completing the leg ring, belt, buckle, and main lock in one smooth motion.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Chu suddenly said, "there's something wrong with your seatbelt."

Xie Jing raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Jiang Chu lowered her head seriously, reached out and tugged at his waist buckle, her fingertips tracing the firm abdominal muscles beside him, and gently scratching them twice.

Then he casually stopped.

"No problem, I misread it."

She said calmly.

Xie Jing: "..."

As Jiang Chu spoke, she took two steps back.

The next second, the man in front of her suddenly stretched out his arm, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his arms!