Chapter 31 Liang Huaixu, B&B, help me blow-dry my hair.

They took a nap before heading out.

Today's itinerary was to climb a snow-capped mountain. We took the cable car for a while before starting the climb.

As you go up the road, the vegetation becomes less and less, and all you can see are white snow and rocks, with the winding snow-capped mountains stretching out in a vast expanse of white.

Zhuang Fuyao wore a white down jacket with a fluffy brown hat, which contrasted sharply with Huai Xu's all-black outfit.

The two were in good health and did not experience altitude sickness at this altitude. Therefore, the oxygen cylinders that Liang Huaixu brought were no longer needed. He gave them to the tourists next to him and then had them take a group photo.

The outdoor light was too strong to see the photos clearly. Back at the hotel, Zhuang Fuyao looked at the photos of the two of them on the snow-capped mountain and chuckled.

In the photo, Liang Huaixu stands upright behind her, like a soldier on guard duty.

Do you know what we're like?

"Like what?"

"Maltese and Doberman Pinscher."

"..."

-

Liang Huaixu was actually not a very romantic person.

But he would research and learn how to please her, and even if the final result seemed to lack a bit of talent, people could still feel that he had put his heart into it.

For example, tonight, after coaxing her to take a shower, he pushed a cake cart into the room.

When Zhuang Fuyao came out of the bath, the room was dimly lit, but candlelight was lit on the other side.

His phone had a recording of a happy birthday song, sung by a singer she used to like. Now a superstar, his voice was very distinctive, and Zhuang Fuyao recognized him immediately.

After the song, the superstar said from behind, "Happy birthday to Ms. Zhuang Fuyao, may you be happy every day."

Zhuang Fuyao was overjoyed, wishing she could jump on him and whisper in his ear that she was very happy.

But she thought regretfully, "It can't be like that now."

While eating cake, Zhuang Fuyao, like a curious little lamb, asked him, "Why don't you sing by yourself? Actually, I would be happier if you sang."

Liang Huaixu said helplessly, "I'm tone-deaf."

Zhuang Fuyao expressed surprise.

But thinking back, she realized that despite knowing Liang Huaixu for so many years, she had never actually heard him sing.

There are occasional singing sessions at class reunions, but he's always relegated to the background. Other classmates are afraid of being targeted by the class monitor, so they don't dare to casually urge him to sing.

Thinking of this, she smiled and said, "I've found a third window."

"What?"

A sly smile played on Zhuang Fuyao's eyes. "Come closer, and I'll tell you..."

Immediately afterwards, she quickly smeared a nose full of cream on his nose.

……

Fighting with Liang Huaixu over a cake is incredibly boring.

Because he wouldn't fight back. No matter how much she made a fuss, as long as she didn't sit on him, he would always have a gentle and tolerant expression on his face.

Zhuang Fuyao couldn't bear to bully Liang Huaixu too much, so she stopped after rubbing him a few times.

After finishing the cake, the two went back to their respective rooms to rest.

Zhuang Fuyao opened her phone and replied to each of the birthday wishes she received.

My family and friends are all here.

She received a few phone calls along the way. Knowing she was out having fun, they offered their blessings and didn't bother her any further.

Zhuang Fuyao swiped her finger to the chat window with her cousin.

Huang Jiayu: [Happy birthday, my darling...]

The birthday wishes, which were only a few dozen words long, were briefly mentioned before ending with, "I heard you have amnesia?"

Zhuang Fuyao was closest to her cousin. Even now, their chat history shows that they contacted each other frequently.

The frequency of their chats gradually decreased until they stopped a week before she arrived.

Zhuang Fuyao: [Sis, are you asleep?]

The reply came instantly: 【No! Do you want to call?】

Huang Jiayu had a lot to say to her sister.

When the video call connected, she had a face mask on and began to recount her "difficult experiences" over the past few days.

The reason is that Huang Jiayu is a non-marriage advocate. Over the years, she has dated several boyfriends, but none of them lasted more than three months.

On a cruise ship abroad, she struck up a conversation with a man who seemed gentle and harmless, but it turned out he was the heir to a multinational corporation... She'd accidentally kicked a hornet's nest.

Three months later, she disappeared without saying goodbye, and the man searched for her all over the world.

Huang Jiayu had to hide away on a private island isolated from the signal, where he rested for several months.

Only after weathering this storm did she dare to return to China. After meeting with her family, she visited her aunt's family.

Who would have thought that upon hearing this news, Fufu would lose sixteen years of her memories!

After hearing her cousin's fascinating story, Zhuang Fuyao couldn't help but sigh, "My cousin is still my cousin; she hasn't changed at all over the years."

What it was like sixteen years ago is still the same sixteen years later. Passing through a sea of ​​grass, not a single leaf clings to you.

This time, however, the other person sounded exceptionally devoted.

Zhuang Fuyao: "What are your feelings for him...?"

"Pinch a little on the left... Yes, that's it."

"What?"

"No, I wasn't talking to you." Huang Jiayu turned the camera around, and in the video, two handsome young men were massaging Huang Jiayu's legs.

"..."

Zhuang Fuyao felt ashamed; indeed, when it came to enjoying this aspect, no one could compare to her sister.

Huang Jiayu is already forty years old this year, but because she is unmarried and childless, coupled with a good attitude and a wealthy life, she shows no signs of aging.

"I don't feel anything," Huang Jiayu replied to Zhuang Fuyao's question. "My rule is that a relationship cannot last more than three months. Even though he is handsome, has a big penis, suits my taste, and knows how to serve me, as long as he is a man, he cannot break my rule."

"...Never mind, let's not talk about him anymore." Huang Jiayu smiled. "I heard from my aunt that you moved in with Liang Huaixu?"

Over the years, Huang Jiayu has been quite familiar with the relationship between her cousin and Liang Huaixu.

She wasn't as worried as her aunt. Although she herself was against marriage, she felt that her cousin and Liang Huaixu were a perfect match.

She was the first to support the rekindling of their old flame.

"What are you thinking?" Huang Jiayu asked bluntly. "Do you still like him?"

Zhuang Fuyao hesitated for a few seconds, then looked around. Not knowing how good the soundproofing was in the hotel, she lowered her voice and truthfully expressed her thoughts.

"Sister, can you give me some advice?"

"Tell me first, what's the current situation?"

Upon hearing that they were traveling together, Huang Jiayu's first reaction was, "With such a great opportunity, why don't you sleep with him?"

“………..”

As expected of cousins, this was also the purpose of Zhuang Fuyao's trip.

But it wasn't that we never found an opportunity.

After listening to her cousin's troubles, Huang Jiayu said, "You can try to book a homestay, but homestays don't have that much room for maneuver. If there are no rooms available, there are no rooms available... I checked the weather there, and it's going to rain heavily for the next few days. If you just get there on the night of the 3rd and stay there for one night, it will rain heavily the next day, and you won't be able to change places even if you want to."

Zhuang Fuyao checked the weather and it was indeed pouring rain.

"Thank you, sister! If I succeed, I'll definitely treat you to a big meal!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Fuyao found a guesthouse and booked a double room for four nights.

-

They spent their last day there, and in the evening they took the high-speed train to their second city during the National Day holiday.

It was already late at night when we arrived.

Zhuang Fuyao has always enjoyed experiencing new things, so when she said she wanted to stay in a guesthouse, Liang Huaixu expressed his support. The next second, he said, "However, there's only one room left this time."

"..."

Liang Huaixu had a bit of a headache, so he searched online and found that it was true.

It's not just guesthouses; even some of the better hotels are full.

It's too late today, so it's not advisable to ask someone to make arrangements like last time. He figured they could make do for the night; she could sleep in the bed, and he could sleep on the floor.

...But after seeing the interior of the room, he realized that his imagination had been too optimistic.

Although the room was large and had local ethnic characteristics, the decor appeared rather old to the naked eye once the beauty filters were removed. For example, several wooden planks under their feet were cracked, and the whole room gave off a damp feeling.

Even Liang Huaixu would find it difficult to adapt to such ground conditions. Therefore, they would likely still have to share a bed at night.

What relieved him a little was that the bed was big enough, about two meters wide, more than enough for one person to sleep on one side.

Since things have come to this, we can only make do for one night.

He told Zhuang Fuyao to go take a shower first.

While he wasn't looking, Zhuang Fuyao picked out a slip dress, which she had carefully prepared, exuding a seductive yet effortless sexiness.

Thinking about the big project tonight, Zhuang Fuyao took a very careful bath, applying shower gel, scrub, shampoo, and conditioner. The whole process took more than 30 minutes.

When she came out, she found that the beds in the guesthouse had changed almost completely, from uniform white to gray-brown.

"This is?"

"I brought it from home."

Liang Huaixu was indeed meticulous. He anticipated that the accommodations during his trip to Yunnan Province might not always be satisfactory, so he brought his own bed sheets and blankets from home as a precaution.

Zhuang Fuyao glanced at his suitcase, which was no more than twenty inches in size, and asked curiously, "You brought two sets?"

"Just bring one set."

Two seconds after he finished speaking, worried that his words might be ambiguous, he added, "It's mainly for you, so it's okay if I'm a little rough around the edges."

Zhuang Fuyao didn't think too much about it, smiled and said, "Perfect, we can both use it tonight."

"You can go to sleep now."

Liang Huaixu smoothed out the last wrinkle in the bed sheet, and as he got up, he glanced at it casually—

She wore a pure white slip dress, her long, damp, curly hair cascading down to her waist, and her chest was stained with water. When she looked at him, her eyelashes fluttered gently, still damp from her recent shower, like an angel fallen to earth.

Purity and temptation coexist.

Liang Huaixu subtly shifted his gaze, his eyes darkening slightly behind his glasses.

Zhuang Fuyao called out to her, "I'm so tired, Liang Huaixu, help me dry my hair."

Liang Huaixu's actions were almost subconscious; he only seemed to be in a daze for a moment when he picked up the hair dryer.

Given their current relationship, is it no longer appropriate for him to help her blow-dry her hair?

But then he thought, it's so late, I can't sleep with wet hair. Without time to think about that, he pressed the switch—

After playing for a while, Zhuang Fuyao turned around so that he could play the front, a tacit understanding they had developed.

So at first, Liang Huaixu didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Until her wet hair brushed against his shoulder, and her sweet scent reached his nose.

Liang Huaixu's movements as he dried his hair were somewhat unnaturally stiff.

Zhuang Fuyao curled her toes slightly, her gaze falling on him, feeling a surge of heat.

This scene is all too familiar.

In the past, at this time, she would hug his waist, stand on tiptoe to kiss his chin, and then bite his lips.

He is also not very resistant to being teased.

So often, I wouldn't even have time for my hair to be completely dry before he would carry me to bed...

Afterwards, I continued to help her dry her hair and clean the wet sheets.

Their breaths mingled, creating a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere. It was hard to tell whether it was the temperature of the hairdryer rising or their breathing.

Zhuang Fuyao looked up and openly sized up the man in front of her.

In his youth, Liang Huaixu was naive and boyish, and he was particularly shy when doing it, wanting it but also feeling embarrassed.

Thirty-eight-year-old Liang Huaixu has become much more composed. Although he occasionally gets red in the ears, he exudes a calm and self-possessed air of ease and composure in every gesture.

Zhuang Fuyao was very curious about what Liang Huaixu was like in bed now.

“Turn around,” he said suddenly, his voice slightly hoarse.

As she turned around, Liang Huaixu slowly exhaled, somewhat relieved that he hadn't turned on the headlights.

As he dried her hair, he tried to clear his mind of all distractions.