Doing strenuous exercise immediately is the most taboo when you first arrive in the plateau. The group did not go anywhere else. After turning the prayer wheel in the park, they strolled around the ancient city.
Half of the ancient city was burned in a fire at the beginning of the year, but the remaining half and the surrounding pristine meadows and creeks were enough to amaze and delight them.
Playing leisurely, I met a lot of hikers who came all the way on the road. Everyone got together and found a restaurant recommended by the locals to book three tables.
The dining table here is like a coffee table, almost as high as the chairs, which is more convenient for drinking and chatting.
As soon as the food was served, the owner of the restaurant and the Tibetan waiters came to toast with songs. This is the local table culture. Singing to persuade wine, drinking wine as water, eating is not important, but the purpose is to be lively.
The boss sang as soon as he opened his mouth. The lyrics were all freshly compiled without repetition. Although he couldn't understand the Tibetan language, his affectionate and melodious voice couldn't stop people from getting up. Drink up the highland barley wine.
After Ling Qingyu drank a glass, her eyes were so bright that the man around her was afraid, and when she and Hua Dong shouted loudly and came again, he snatched her wine glass away.
In order to show that they were not disrespectful to their master, Yang Zhao and Yan San directly poured the wine into the sea bowl, and said with a smile: "She just came to the plateau, and she might have a reaction if she drank too much, so let's drink for her." He signaled, and drank the wine in the sea bowl in one gulp.
The boss raised his thumbs up to the two of them, and sang without saying a word, this time in Chinese, and sang a toast song.
After singing three songs in a row, the two accompanied Sanhai Wan, which made everyone in the shop cheer.
The boss was even more happy, and just about to sing again, he saw the blond foreigner on the table raised his wine bowl and began to sing.
What he sang was the lyrics he sang just now. Unlike the boss's heavy voice, Sum's voice was clear and high, and the same lyrics sang a trembling aftertaste.
"Okay!" The boss shouted, picked up an empty bowl, poured a full bowl, and drank it dry.
After coming and going, the boss just sat at their table and exchanged glasses with everyone. Singing and laughing were intertwined, clinking glasses and persuading everyone to drink. It didn't take long for a group of people to warm up like old friends for many years. .
Compared to the men's drinking capacity, Tao Zhuo who was singing and dancing with him was the first to fall down, followed by the ostrich, and then Fang Dong, who had never seen such a place before, who was even more crazy and presumptuous and almost stripped.
Although there were men helping to hold back the wine, how could Ling Qingyu's peeing be able to stop such a lively scene? The two of them, Huadong and Huadong, had drank so much that they took off their shoes and played to the accompaniment of Zhou Ziqing knocking on the bowl. Next danced the gypsy dance on the dinner table.
Although it was cold on the plateau, the beauty-loving ladies still wore thick hand-woven long skirts over their leggings. When Huadong bought it for herself, she also bought it for Ling Qingyu as a gift for her. The two danced enthusiastically and cheerfully, holding hands He spun and kicked his legs according to the rhythm knocked out by the crowd, and the gorgeous long skirt fluttered like a butterfly, attracting thunderous applause.
When Ling Qingyu is drunk, don't try to stop her. The more you stop her, the more troublesome tricks will become. All the men have this consensus. They can only quickly take away the bowls and chopsticks from the table, and carefully surround the table to protect them from falling off. , Don’t get cut by stepping on those bowls, seeing the joy in her eyes as bright as stars, seeing the vitality of her dancing, I don’t know how to shout.
"Big sister is great! I love you! Another one!" The young man on the side whistled.
Yan San got up with a dark face and immediately hugged the man off the table, and pushed Huadong into Xiang Dongxi's arms, saying: "Don't jump! If you jump again, it will be uncomfortable!"
Ling Qingyu was still about to struggle, but Yan Sanyi's finger was tapped on the sleeping point, and the already dizzy person fell asleep directly.
"Little brother, come here for her too!" Xiangxi hugged Huadong's waist desperately, twisted his neck to avoid Huadong's Jiuyin white bone claws, and shouted at Yingjiu beside him.
"Let's jump!" Fang Dong and the two who had already collapsed reluctantly got up and stretched out their hands.
"Jump your head! You don't have to get up tomorrow!" Ying Shisan pulled the two people who had climbed up the table down with each hand, threw the other to Ye Po, and they carried the drunken man on his shoulders , said a statement to the rest of the people, and hurried away with the people on their shoulders.
This is a plateau, and they have just arrived. Although they are not nervous about playing today, they are afraid of accidents if they make such a fuss.
The boss and those young people waved goodbye to them empathetically, and shouted loudly at their backs, to watch the eldest sister dance tomorrow.
Yan San almost used lightness kung fu to run away with the person in his arms.
Who said that young people don't like me anymore when I'm old!
Not long after returning to the hotel, several people vomited out, and then the altitude sickness came as promised, dizziness, chest tightness, and difficulty breathing.
Fortunately, Ye Po had already prepared for it. He brought various medicines of Rhodiola Sanchi, and even several cans of oxygen cylinders, and the drunken person just sleeps well.
After they vomited, Yingjiuyepo Mengsu helped Tao Zhuo and Dong Ting wash it clean, poured the medicine, and gave them a room on the first floor. Those who need to take care of drunks should pay attention to giving them oxygen regularly. After scrubbing the person clean, throw it directly on the bed to sleep and rest to replenish physical strength.
Xiang Dongxiben was also a little uncomfortable (after all, his age was not comparable to that of young people), but men would not do bathing for Huadong, and he would definitely not fake hands with others. Wash it carefully and put it on the bed, then gave her the medicine according to what Ye Po taught her, and put on the oxygen mask. Seeing Huadong, who was still blushing and sleeping soundly after being tossed like this, felt tenderness in her heart, took Opening the mask, he couldn't help kissing her lips.
The lips had just touched, and the fiery touch hadn't been fully felt yet, Hua Dong raised his hand and slapped him on the face, then scratched his own face, and hummed: "Damn mosquito!"
Xiang Shi looked at her dumbfounded, maintained a rigid posture, and after she finished scratching and let out a slight snoring sound, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers.
Ling Qingyu was born in the south but was tall and plump, while Huadong was born in the north but was petite and exquisite, with small lips and pouty lips, even when he was angry, he was a little innocent, and his pair of upturned almond eyes were always foggy.
Ten years ago, the she he knew was innocent and innocent. Ten years later, even though he had been paying attention to her and knew all her experiences and information, he did not expect her to change so much.
If ten years ago she was the delicate little flower in front of the window, now, like Ling Qingyu, she has become the wolf's poison flower that made the grassland burn like a raging fire in October. She is beautiful and slightly poisonous, but, The brilliant, passionate and unrestrained color will only make people treat the poison as honey, and enjoy it as much as sugar.
"Hua'er," reluctantly leaving her lips, whispered to Dongshi: "Let me take care of you in the future, you don't have to be strong alone, Hua'er, let me be your support."
"Woo..." snorted, muttered an indistinct sentence, Hua Dong turned over and fell asleep soundly.
Xiang Shi laughed unconsciously, scratched her nose, put the oxygen mask on her, looked at her, and smiled contentedly.
Fearing that the acupuncture point would make her feel even more uncomfortable, Yan San released the acupuncture point for Ling Qingyu when she left the restaurant. Ling Qingyu vomited on him halfway, and went back to the hotel and went directly to the bathroom, and the two of them washed together.
The water rushed over his body, and Ling Qingyu's fiery body wrapped around Yan San's slightly cool body like an octopus, but his hands and feet were weak, and his head was limply resting on his shoulder, lying on his side. He turned his head, eyes bright and confused looking at him.
That gaze is too familiar, this is the rhythm of transformation...
Yan San felt a little helpless and hurriedly cleaned her up first, hesitant in his heart, if it was in other places, he would definitely let her do whatever she wanted, but this is a plateau, already drunk and unwell, if she plays tricks, I don't know Will she stand it.
"Handsome guy~" Eyes narrowed slightly, with a lewd look, Ling Qingyu's eyes seemed to be overflowing, kissed him heavily on the cheek, and said: "Smile for me~"
Wiping her body with a towel, Yan San carried her from the bathroom to the room, put his hand on her back and warmed her with his inner strength, kissed her back, and said with a smile: "Do you know who I am?" ?”
Ling Qingyu looked at him sideways, with stars shining in his eyes, grinning and said: "Of course I know, you are my three!" He kissed his thin lips deeply, and said, "I am the most handsome, coolest and cutest Yan San!"
Is this sober? Yan San looked at her suspiciously.
Ling Qingyu blinked her eyes, looking very innocent...
It must be drunk! And it's already transformed!
It turns out that after that, what you think about after transforming is no longer about the things here, but about me...
Yan San felt soreness and joy coexisting in his heart, under the ups and downs of his mood, he immediately became energetic.
"Yan Sanyan San~~" Her legs were directly wrapped around Yan San's waist, Ling Qingyu hugged his neck, rubbing her head between his neck and neck, calling sweetly and euphemistically, bringing The wine-scented breath made his ears itch, and the fire in his heart seemed to be stirred up, and it suddenly became a prairie fire.
He hugged her and rolled directly onto the bed, just as Yan San's lips were close to her red and plump lips, which looked very seductive in his eyes, he saw Rhodiola rosea and Panax notoginseng powder on the bedside table in the corner of his eyes.
Yan San's heart shuddered, and he forcibly retracted the sweet lips that had already tasted, one hand pressed down her hand that was still trying to wrap around her, and the other hand picked up the medicine. Seeing her appearance, she was not able to take medicine honestly. , he put it in his mouth first, then kissed her lips, parted those two tempting lips, and passed the medicine.
After she took all the medicine, Yan San hugged her and wrapped her around her body, stroking her back with one hand and massaging the acupoints on the top of her head with the other, listening to her slowly calm breathing and her slowing down. heartbeat.
That breath brushed against his heart like the softest feather, reminding him of what Yan Qi said about the old monk.
One Sumeru, one world, countless, thousands of worlds, maybe the reincarnation in the next life will not be in the same world, but it doesn't matter, no matter where you are, no matter how many worlds or distances, I, Yan San, can find you...
Qing Yu... I love you...