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

Jiang Chu stood frozen against the five-meter-high wall, her back pressed tightly against the man's strong, hot body.

Time seemed to be slowed down.

She could feel his chest rise and fall with every movement.

If you tilt your head slightly, the top of your hair will brush against his chin.

The thick cushioning pads laid under the climbing wall look like a distant sponge.

"……Thanks."

Jiang Chu spoke with difficulty.

A moment too late, she remembered she still had her seatbelt.

A soft laugh came from above.

"You're welcome," Xie Jing's voice was right behind her ear, so close that his lips almost touched her hair, "Want to continue?"

Jiang Chu's eyelashes trembled slightly. "...We don't seem to have agreed to this situation?"

She took a breath. "Besides, if you ignore me and just keep climbing, you win too, since I won't die from the fall."

"Indeed," Xie Jing looked down at her, "but I want to catch you."

Jiang Chu took a deep breath, suppressing the palpitations in her heart caused by weightlessness and being too close.

"I lost."

She released her hands from the fulcrum, surrendering her weight entirely to the seatbelt and his arm.

"You won this round."

Although she really didn't want to lose, she wasn't someone who couldn't afford to lose.

Xie Jing looked down at her for two seconds, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.

"it is good."

He released his grip on her waist, and the two of them landed smoothly back on the thick, soft matted ground using the descent device.

As soon as Jiang Chu's feet touched the ground, she immediately took two steps back to the side and hurriedly tried to unbuckle the buckle on her belt.

Xie Jing unbuckled her seatbelt even faster than she did.

But instead of putting the buckle back on the equipment rack, he casually tossed the entire set of seatbelts onto the soft cushions nearby.

The man moved his wrists and tilted his neck slightly to the sides.

Jiang Chu looked at him in confusion, "?"

"I was just playing with you while you crawled around," he turned around, his dark eyes gleaming with a triumphant light, "Watch closely."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Jing turned and walked to the far right of the climbing wall.

That was the most difficult red route, and also the reverse slope route with an exaggerated 15-degree angle of elevation.

He wasn't wearing a seatbelt.

Jiang Chu's eyes widened slightly: "Hey! You're not even wearing a seatbelt—"

Xie Jing has already jumped.

Even with a thick cushioning pad below, climbing a ten-meter-high rock without protection is still a very dangerous activity.

He completely abandoned the conservative climbing method he had just used.

The moment his hands gripped the starting fulcrum, he was like a fully drawn bow suddenly released.

The man pushed off the wall with both legs and leaped into the air.

A muffled thud.

His hands firmly gripped the red support point more than three meters high.

Due to inertia, the tall body swayed violently in mid-air, but the long, powerful arms seemed to be welded to the fulcrum.

The sudden contraction of the back muscles completely stretched the fabric, unleashing an extremely terrifying burst of power beneath the skin.

Jiang Chu's breath caught in her throat.

Xie Jing moved on the wall with astonishing speed.

Every exertion of his strength was accompanied by a clear muscular rhythm, his broad shoulders and back and extremely narrow waist twisting in the air in an exhilarating arc.

We arrived at that 15-degree angle of elevation reverse slope area.

This area, which would normally be a nightmare for ordinary people, was like flat ground to him.

He used only his hands to alternate between tiny points of leverage, his powerful core strength keeping his lower body firmly locked in mid-air, his angular abdominal muscles taut like steel beneath his vest.

Three times.

Two times.

a bit.

"Smack."

His right palm slapped the finish line marker at the very top of the ten-meter-high wall.

The whole process was very short.

Then, he didn't even bother to climb back down the way he came.

Xie Jing jumped twice on the wall before gracefully falling, bending his knees to cushion the impact as he landed silently on the thick cushioning pad.

Completed in one go, without a scratch.

He stood up straight, his dark gray vest completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles.

The man was breathing heavily, his bangs damp with sweat, exuding a wild, sexy, and intense aura that sent chills down your spine.

He strode over to Jiang Chu, stepping onto the soft cushions.

"How is it?"

He stopped in front of her, raised an eyebrow slightly, and spoke in a low, husky, and arrogant voice.

Jiang Chu looked up at him.

The girl's eyes sparkled, like two fallen stars.

The blush on her cheeks didn't fade; instead, it burned even brighter because of the visually stunning performance she had just witnessed.

As someone who exercises regularly, Jiang Chu has a strong appreciation for body control and the beauty of muscles, and is now completely impressed.

Every movement he made on the wall just now hit her aesthetic sweet spot.

"Why are you mute?"

Xie Jing looked at her blank, expectant expression and couldn't help but chuckle softly. He leaned down slightly and got closer to her.

"Were you scared?"

Jiang Chu looked at the cold and imposing face so close to his, watching his Adam's apple bob and the pectoral muscles rising and falling violently with his breathing below his collar.

She suddenly took half a step forward.

She grabbed the fabric of the man's vest collar with both hands, used the momentum to jump up, and tilted her head back—

"Smack."

A crisp, loud kiss landed heavily on Xie Jing's lips.