Open half of the curtain from the corner of the promenade and look at the past. The forest leaves are lush and the water mist is transpiring. It is like a chiseled back garden of Mori Mountain. The hot spring area is indeed not large, but it is more than enough for private use by the family. The edge of the hot spring is surrounded by It is made of some big or small fat belly stones, and the spring wall at the other end is close to the cliff, with a wide view.
The entire hot spring is backed by the peak, open under the starry sky, hidden in the rugged mountains and forests. The soil beside the spring is wet, and cobblestones are sporadically paved, winding all the way to the promenade. On the way, there are also a set of small wooden tables and small wooden chairs. There are purple sand teapots and tea sets on the table, full of wildness.
Zhang Xingzhi: "The spring water comes out of the cave, and it is kept at about 40 degrees all the year round."
Before Zhong Yiren approached, he first smelled the faint smell of sulfur, which was much more reliable than those said to be pure natural hot springs he soaked in before. He clicked his tongue and said, "How did you find this place..."
"Actually, we have a lot of hot springs in Yun County, but they are hidden relatively deep, and no one develops them." After speaking, Zhang Xingzhi helped Zhong Yi sit on the wooden chair. This set of tables and chairs was made by his grandma and his father. , let Zhong Yi wait for him here, he went back to get a change of clothes, and then soaked after taking a shower.
Looking at the fairyland-like place in front of him, Zhong Yi finally fully understood where the fairy spirit in the old lady came from.
Live in front of such a scene every day, if you are not a fairy, you will be a half fairy, how can you be troubled by the mundane world.
Zhong Yi's phone has been on silent all day long, and he only looks at it when he thinks about it, and the frequency of taking out his phone is getting lower and lower. Anyway, the variety show group and the general framework of "Aesthetics 2" have been finalized. Give yourself a break.
But when Zhang Xingzhi came back from the room, the person at the stone table had disappeared.
Zhang Xingzhi: "Zhong Yi?"
No one answered.
Zhang Xingzhi hesitated for a moment, opened the curtain and took two steps in, when he felt his back suddenly sink, his neck was wrapped around two bare arms, and his long legs were coiled around his waist. There was no doubt who it was. .
Being bumped into his back like this, Zhang Xingzhi not only stood firmly, but even thought of touching it with his backhand, and found that Zhong Yi was only wearing a bathrobe, and the water on his body was still wet.
Zhang Xingzhi: "Wash first?"
Zhong Yi patted his back and laughed: "It's not going to be good until you wash it."
Zhang Xingzhi didn't even know when he started to smile so much, and with the corners of his mouth curled up, he walked towards the corridor room opposite the hot spring: "Then you plan to wait for me to wash outside now?"
The man on the back raised his lips: "What's the point of waiting outside? Let's see if you wash well. I think the little bench your dad made is pretty good."
Chung also said to watch, and he really did.
I moved the small bench to block the door of the shower room and began to savor it with relish. The bathrobe was half-hanging on my body, and I started to savor it after undressing with the person in front of me.
Zhang Xingzhi didn't react at first, but I don't know if it was his psychological effect. I always felt that Zhong Yi's gaze was too substantive. Every time he swept across a place on his body, there would be a slight tremor .
Especially when he started rubbing body wash on himself. Zhong Yi's gaze followed closely on his shifting big palm, gently, nakedly, as if there was no ground, as if he wanted to touch him personally, Zhang Xingzhi couldn't stand it almost immediately .
Zhong Yi rested his chin on his hands the whole time, and sat obediently on the small bench to watch quietly. Naturally, he would not miss Zhang Xingzhi's changes at this moment.
As soon as he received Zhang Xingzhi's gaze, Zhong Yi blinked immediately, put ten fingers lightly on his cheeks, glanced at Zhang Xiaozhi innocently and said, "I'm not to blame for this, right? I didn't do anything. "
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiaozhi, who was upright, became even more swollen|swollen a little bit visible to the naked eye.
The expression on Zhong Yi's face became even more innocent now, as soon as he raised his hands to show his innocence, Zhang Xingzhi suddenly bent down and carried him on his shoulders.
The shower was turned on, and when the hot water fell, it covered his head and body, and the bathrobe on his body became heavy. Zhang Xingzhi simply washed himself off with the person in his arms, and then walked straight to the hot spring outside. Wear a trimmer.
"Soak first, then scrape after soaking." This is what Zhang Xingzhi told Zhong Yi.
As a result, Zhong Yi's body softened as soon as he got into the water, and he was a little annoyed as he supported the stones built by the spring: "You used to soak in hot springs like this?"
The spring water is very comfortable to burn on the body. The depth of the water is about the upper part of Zhong Yi’s lower abdomen. Although it is summer now, the temperature in the mountains is low at night. Huge moon.
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It is pleasing to the heart and the eyes.
Zhang Xingzhi is now a proficient worker. He used the hot spring water to turn over. During the period, he did not forget to take people to see the scenery under the cliff. He was afraid of the clock, so he framed the person between the spring wall and his chest, hugging him. When people look down together, the cross-section here looks narrow, but there is still a certain distance in reality.
The two of them have been sleeping in separate rooms for the past few days, stealing from time to time and caring about the old lady, basically leaving no marks on their bodies, Zhong Yi thought that this was the reason why the man didn't slap him this time, until the two of them entered the room. In response, the man asked if he wanted to take a photo before scratching it off.
Zhong Yi: "?"
Zhong Yi: "Did you come here with a camera just now?"
He has now been trained by Zhang Xingzhi to be a little invulnerable to things like "fear of heights". Right now, he is lazily lying on the hot spring stone, looking down at the night mountains and seas below the mountains, with a crown on his head that is close at hand. the moon.
Zhang Xingzhi rested his chin on Zhong Yi's shoulder, and started to play with the things that hadn't been taken out yet, and started to play with the floating objects on the water beside Zhong Yi that had solidified into jelly when heated, and asked, "Shooting?"
Zhong Yi was amused by this person's childishness, so he simply squeezed|made floats with him, and teased: "Why, hang it in your photo room after the shooting?"
Zhang Xingzhi: "No way."
Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows: "How do I remember someone saying that they don't like portraits?"
Zhang Xingzhi remained rigorous: "I haven't met anyone I like yet."
Zhong Yi turned around and framed Zhang Xingzhi's neck, and said generously: "Then shoot, just return the photo that I promised to pay you a long time ago, and the money is cleared."
Following Zhong Yi's movements, Zhang Xingzhi's things were also pulled out.
He looked at two or three dots of jelly that surfaced again on the water beside him, his eyes became deeper and deeper: "It can't be cleared."
A tulle, a hot spring, a full moon.
The beauty's long hair is full to the face, and her bangs are slightly curled on the side of her face. She stands with her back under the moonlight and looks back at the camera. Her straight and smooth nose connects to her elegant chin. The bathrobe, which is as thin as a cicada's wing, is sticking wetly. On the body, sexy and powerful.
In the camera, every time Zhong Yi takes a step forward, the surface of the water will be waved by layers of microwaves, and the steaming water vapor will surround him. A little out of the water, the sound of water murmured in his ears, and the water drops fell back into the pool along his slender fingers hanging by his side.
The last photo Zhang Xingzhi took was of Zhong Yi standing on the edge of the hot spring cliff for the last time.
There is a huge bright moon in the background, and the mountains, seas and clouds in the distance are connected into one piece, and the half-covered beautiful body in the eyes is surrounded by halos of light, like a god.
Zhong Yi would not have dared to stand in that kind of place a few days ago.
But Zhong Yi didn't understand: "So you ordered me to take pictures for a long time, and you really got my hair? What does this have to do with whether you shave or not?"
Zhang How many pictures can be deceived? Xingzhi said without blinking his eyes: "Artistic conception."
Zhong Yi: "..."
Zhang Xingzhi: "Going back to the room to take pictures has something to do with it."
Zhong Yi: "?"
Zhong felt that he had been deceived by an honest person. Yi: "You push and push twice, obviously you have planned it long ago, and you dare to bring the hair trimmer here just to show me?"
Zhang Xingzhi immediately started pretending to be deaf and dumb: "Want to hear me play the piano?"
Zhong Yi: "?"
Zhong Yi weighed it for a while, and actually thought this proposal was very good.
Just after soaking in the hot spring, they were too lazy to dress properly, the two of them were like children greedy for convenience, they put on clean bathrobes and ran over.
The piano room, as the name suggests, is a piano, and a room. At most, there is a window on the outer wall where you can see the moon. It follows Zhang Xingzhi's exaggerated and simple style.
Zhong Yi sat down side by side with Zhang Xingzhi on the piano chair, and was once again incredulous: "Why do you know so many things? Are you interested in learning?"
Zhang Xingzhi shook his head: "My grandmother asked me to learn, but she is also interested."
Speaking of this, Zhong Yi couldn't help being curious, and turned to look at him: "That's right, didn't Jiang Duoduo say earlier that your old lady is still waiting to have a grandson, why is it that you are so open to being with a man? "
Zhang Xingzhi kept lifting the piano cover: "Actually, our family doesn't care much about the funeral."
Zhong Yi: "?"
Zhong Yi: "Is it so cool?"
Zhang Xingzhi also looked at him: "If you don't pay attention to this, you can't control it after all."
You know that you can manage some things for a while, but not for a lifetime, so why bother yourself in vain.
Everyone understands the truth, but there are always very few who can really do it.
"Your family is also living a transparent life." Zhong Yizheng suddenly thought of something with emotion, and asked suspiciously, "Then you didn't dare to tell your grandma before?"
Zhang Xingzhi paused: "It's not that I dare not say it, I just want to be more formal."
Zhong Yi glanced at him not at all angrily: "Show your old lady a silk scarf, how formal is it?"
At first, Zhong Yi didn't notice this. It was only after moving to Zhang Xingzhi's room that he couldn't find the scarf that he suddenly remembered the same style on the old lady's neck.
Fortunately, he was still thinking about Zhang Xingzhi for fear of revealing his secrets, but it turned out that the old man's gossip had already been brought to the old man before his own people entered the door.
Zhang Xingzhi, who was exposed, coughed unnaturally, and finally told the truth: "I'm afraid that if I don't get vaccinated, I will tell you that Grandma will drive you out of the house overnight."
Zhong Yi had a picture almost immediately, it was really like what an old lady would do, he laughed and said: "Then should I really think about giving your grandmother the hemp grass wine, Master Zuo returned it that day I said."
Zhang Xingzhi still cared about this matter yesterday, but today he didn't care at all: "Actually, it doesn't matter, don't you know what hemp grass looks like?"
"I haven't seen it again, so I'm sure I don't know."
Zhang Xingzhi: "Actually, I took you up Zuodao Mountain to see the mountain that day, and the thing blocking it was hemp grass."
Zhong Yi: "?"
Zhong Yi tried his best to recall the scene at that time, and asked someone for confirmation: "Is it the one you asked me to push away?"
Zhang Xingzhi nodded.
He thought that Zhong Yi would be obsessed with the fact that he didn't know earlier, but Zhong Yi didn't focus on that at all, so he looked at him in disbelief and said, "Isn't that a tree? Why is it called grass???"
Zhang Xingzhi: "?"
Zhong Yi's thoughts opened up immediately: "Then the tree outside your yard..."
Although, Zhang Xingzhi gave a positive nod.
Zhong Yi: "... let's do it."
He didn't go close to look at it, but after passing by so many times, he still glanced at it a few times.
One is that the name "hemp grass" is not a tree at all, and the other is that Master Zuo said that it grows in places that are difficult to pick. Zhong Yi never thought that the thing he saw when he looked up and looked down was hemp grass.
"Then I...do I still need to put on a show?"
Zhong Yi thought that no matter what the actual situation was between himself and Zhang Xingzhi, he had to do something to fulfill his duties because he poached his relatives and grandchildren.
As a result, Zhang Xingzhi stroked the piano keys in front of him and said: "Actually, in addition to the habit of delivering hemp grass wine in Yun County, we also have the habit of using hemp grass for cooking."
Zhong Yi hesitated for a second: "What do you mean?"
Zhang Xingzhi: "Giving wine is a marriage proposal, and serving food is an agreement to get married."
Zhong Yi: "Then..."
Zhang Xingzhi said slowly, "And then the green leafy vegetables you ate for dinner and the soup you drank were all made of hemp."
Zhong Yi: "...?"
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