Chapter 182 Hot Spring Love Talk

Although climbing the mountain was difficult, going down was much easier. Song Qingxing took happy steps, like a bird jumping around, and jumped down the mountain steps.

Xie Jingcheng was worried several times that someone might fall, but fortunately, this did not happen.

It was almost evening when we got down the mountain. Although I was a little hungry, I was sweating all over because I had been exercising non-stop, so I wanted to take a bath.

Song Qingxing couldn't wait to come to the hot spring. The water here was a little clearer than last night. It seemed that the water was indeed changed every day.

Wrapped in a white bath towel, Song Qingxing looked at the screen depicting Ukiyo-e, and she felt as if she had stepped into the aristocratic life of ancient Heian-kyo.

She took off the bath towel and put it aside, then slid her long legs into the hot spring. She had to say that the place Xie Jingcheng chose was really great.

Song Qingxing had done this once before yesterday, with her back against the pebbles, so today she was more comfortable with it.

I have to say that it feels really good to have the whole hotel to yourself. There are no noisy voices and you don’t have to share the hot springs with others.

Opening her eyes, Song Qingxing glanced at a person from the corner of her eye, staring at the proud figure, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

I have to thank Jingcheng a lot, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to enjoy such good treatment.

"Did you have fun today?"

However, someone did not give Song Qingxing time to escape and swam slowly towards her. As the mist rose, her cold and beautiful face looked even more pure.

"happy."

When Song Qingxing thought of the bamboo stick that Xie Jingcheng pulled out, her heart was filled with sweetness. The goshawk can look down on everything in the world, but it will always flap its wings and fly back to its own harbor.

It feels like cutting the kite string with your own hands, but the kite will still stay above your head.

"That's good."

Accompanied by the sound of "splashing" water, Xie Jingcheng swam over, playing with the hot water in the hot spring, her ankles rubbing against Song Qingxing's calves.

He woke up suddenly, staring at Xie Jingcheng. Song Qingxing was a little embarrassed and scratched her cheek with her index finger.

"Jingcheng, I'm very tired today."

If I were to do something unspeakable in the hot spring pool like I did yesterday, I'm afraid my waist would break.

After all, climbing the mountain before had exhausted his waist and legs. Seeing that Song Qingxing had guessed his true feelings, Xie Jingcheng did not hide it. The desire in his eyes was like the magma erupting from a volcano.

"I know."

"Just once..."

There was a hint of sweetness in her voice, as if Satan had transformed into a charming woman, luring Song Qingxing step by step into this gentle trap.

Her waist was tightly held by the pair of slender hands, and she had no way to escape. In fact, Song Qingxing was not so resistant, she was just a little tired today.

But since Xie Jingcheng wants to do this, then just follow her. Song Qingxing couldn't help but favor the other party in her heart.

He leaned over and put his hand on Xie Jingcheng's slender back. Xie Jingcheng had a good figure, so the muscles and bones on his back were very obvious.

My fingertips brushed against the wet skin and I could feel the muscles of my shoulder blades and back.

His chin naturally rested on Xie Jingcheng's thin shoulders.

Their cheeks pressed together, the temperature was even hotter than hot spring water.

"Xie Jingcheng, what you said..."

The soft voice was like clouds passing over the ear, stirring up endless desire in the heart.

After they finished speaking, they turned their heads, their warm lips touched each other, and their eyebrows and eyes seemed to be obscured by the steam rising from the bathtub.

But at such a close distance, they could see the look in each other's eyes.

Excited and happy.

No wonder couples close their eyes. Staring at each other like this is too embarrassing.

Song Qingxing closed her eyes and responded to Xie Jingcheng wholeheartedly. She seemed to have gotten used to this, but her heart couldn't stop trembling every time.

So this is what it feels like to be with the one you love.

The fingertips brushed across the collarbone and moved slowly.

At this moment, Song Qingxing's brain was about to faint due to lack of oxygen, and she could no longer fully feel the movement on her skin.

The last few words in his throat were hesitant and broke apart.

But even so, Xie Jingcheng was able to guess what Song Qingxing wanted to say based on a few whispers, so she raised the corners of her mouth and would do as the other party wished.

…

It was two hours later when they came out of the hot spring. Song Qingxing's cheeks were red from soaking in the hot spring for so long, and her brain was not getting enough oxygen.

I don’t know if it’s because kissing wastes too much oxygen or because of soaking in the hot spring.

But after taking a shower, you can put on the yukata that Xie Jingcheng carefully prepared. The yukata in winter is much thicker than the yukata in summer.

It's very warm to wear.

The little yellow flowers are like the forsythia in spring, wrapped around the clothes, which is unique and beautiful.

Xie Jingcheng was also wearing a blue yukata. Seeing Song Qingxing's appearance, he smiled and praised her.

"pretty."

Just two simple words, but the meaning they carry when spoken by the actress is so different.

"Thank you, you're beautiful too."

Song Qingxing reached out and curled the hair on her temples. As a top female star, the only thing she lacked was confidence in her appearance.

The two walked along the corridor and came to the restaurant's private room. At this moment, most of the dishes had been served.

In winter, stew is the best.

Speaking of Japan, the famous Wagyu beef must be mentioned. The fat is evenly distributed in the beef like snowflakes.

Whether you eat it boiled, stewed, fried or grilled, you can taste the layer of fragrant oil floating on the meat.

And of course there's beef tongue.

Beef tongue is famous for its tenderness and excellent taste, even better than most beef.

Song Qingxing wanted to eat these after climbing the mountain for a whole day, but she didn't expect Xie Jingcheng to prepare such a comprehensive meal.

The table was very big, but there were only two of them, so there was no need to squeeze together to eat. Song Qingxing sat on one side, and there was at least the width of a chair between the two of them.

Xie Jingcheng seemed a little dissatisfied, but he also understood that the little rabbit wanted to eat to its heart's content today. After all, climbing the mountain had consumed so many calories, so it wouldn't be a big deal to eat a little more.

The main dish is a mushroom soup. Drinking warm mushroom soup in winter is especially heart-warming. Chicken is stewed in the mushroom soup.

The taste of pheasant is very different from that of feed chicken. Although the meat is a bit tougher, the flavor is incomparable to that of feed chicken.

Song Qingxing drank soup and ate beef.

Occasionally I would pick up some vegetables.

This was the most enjoyable meal she had ever had in all her years as a celebrity. As expected, the guilt after exercise would be much less.

Especially since I didn’t eat much in the mountains, my appetite is particularly strong at this moment.

My waist is a little soft.

Song Qingxing couldn't help but think.

When he turned his head, he found that Xie Jingcheng's wrist was still trembling, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's wrong?"

"Did I get some vegetable leaves on my face?"

Xie Jingcheng was puzzled.

"No, but Xie Jingcheng, your hands are shaking."

"It seems that you need to exercise moderation like those old men."

Song Qingxing smiled even more happily.