The Days of Competition Chapter 180

What feathers? What wings? The customer had been freezing in the snow for too long, and his peripheral nerves were not very sensitive. He had no idea that he was lying on a feather cushion. His mind was not very flexible either. He stared at the customer service couple with their breasts exposed, and after a while he asked, "Aren't you cold?"

The two were still wearing the clothes they wore when they held their wedding in the Zhuchen Small World. Their chests were only covered with circles of gold and jewels, and their arms and legs were bare. They looked bright and cool in the scorching sun at the wedding venue, but on this snowy mountain top, it was chilly to look at. Aiden Shao looked down at his chest and felt that he was showing too much, but then he remembered that the wedding had not been filmed yet, and he didn't know if the two seniors would come over to reshoot the scenes, so he gave up the idea of   changing clothes, turned his gaze back to the client, and smiled gently: "We are not cold, if you feel cold, I will add another quilt for you?"

He was always quick at work. After a walk in the snow-covered pine forest nearby, he picked up a large bundle of dry branches and a lot of pine resin, and built a small tent under the leeward rock wall with thick pine branches and a space blanket. He dug a deep fire pit next to the tent, and led an underground flue from one side of the fire pit through the tent. He covered the flue with clean stone slabs and bedding, making a simple kang for the customer.

In the fire pit, water was boiled with a copper hanging, a clay pot was used to boil medicine, and a cast iron pot was used to boil a pot of mellow white porridge. Occasionally, the wind blew in through the gaps between the curtains, blowing the heat and fragrance in, so that people would not be frozen. The customer huddled in the warm tent with a quilt, sipping a cup of hot ginger tea in his hand. He had stayed in the snow for too long before, and after his body warmed up, the cold air also dissipated, his cheeks were red from the fever, he coughed constantly, and there were dense bloodshot in the whites of his eyes. When he spoke, he was as hoarse as a broken gong.

But his mind was very active, perhaps because of the accelerated blood flow during the fever, it was more divergent than usual. He quickly made up a set of identities for Aiden Shao and Orion Hanjiang: "I am Xin, the priest serving the great god Wuliutu. If you two are not angels sent by the god I worship... who would appear on the top of the holy mountain like this? Could it be Erjia, the Lord of the Snow Mountain, and his wife, the wind god Dierman? But the great god Dierman is obviously a goddess, not a male god. Is there something wrong with my eyes that I didn't see the goddess's breasts..."