Mo Jingchen sat down next to An Yiruo, leaning back and closing his eyes to enjoy the moment.
Although An Yiruo couldn't lie there as calmly and composedly as Mo Jingchen, she tried to relax.
Everyone says that soaking in a hot spring can completely relax you and wash away fatigue. I experienced it today, and it's true! The aches and pains from working overtime before the holiday were greatly relieved after a soak. It felt so good!
Just as An Yiruo finished soaking and was about to get up and leave, Mo Jingchen reached out and pulled her into his arms, and she sat on Mo Jingchen's lap.
"An'an, shouldn't we do something else?"
"Hmm? For example?" An Yiruo had been with Mo Jingchen for so long that she had some understanding of his thoughts.
“For example…like this.” Mo Jingchen lowered his head and kissed An Yiruo’s lips. Just as he was about to take things further, An Yiruo stopped him.
"An'an? Hmm?"
“You’re not feeling well today, so let’s go to sleep tonight! Get up,” An Yiruo said, and tried to get up to leave. But Mo Jingchen was holding her too closely, and she couldn’t break free for a moment.
"An'an, you want to run away after flirting with someone?" Mo Jingchen whispered, resting his head against An Yiruo's neck.
"Chen, listen to me. I'm only thinking about your health. After all, you didn't look too well this afternoon."
"An'an, I know my own body. Besides, this is our first time going out together, and I don't want you to have any regrets!" Mo Jingchen said as he lowered his head to kiss An Yiruo's shoulder.
"No, I'll be heartbroken if anything happens to you!"
"An'an!"
"No way! Say it again and I'll sleep in the guest room!"
"An'an, is this all you know how to do?" Mo Jingchen frowned slightly, clearly looking unsatisfied.
"Because this trick... never fails," An Yiruo said before quickly fleeing.
"An Yiruo, you little ingrate! You're just taking advantage of me, thinking I can't do anything with you." Mo Jingchen shook his head with a wry smile, stood up, wrapped a bath towel around his neck, and walked towards the bedroom.
The next morning, An Yiruo was woken up by Mo Jingchen's kiss: "Chen, stop it, I'm so sleepy!"
"An'an, you didn't hand in your homework last night, so make it up this morning!" Mo Jingchen said, and then began to take off An Yiruo's clothes.
Upon losing her clothes, An Yiruo instantly felt a chill, and her mind cleared: "These things don't actually need to be replaced later!"
"At the same time, I also want to prove with my actions that I am in good physical condition and have no health problems!"
After all that fuss, Mo Jingchen was quite pleased with himself, while An Yiru glared at him resentfully: "I still want to go out today!" An Yiru looked at the numerous red marks on her body in the mirror and was furious.
"I'll be more careful next time," Mo Jingchen said somewhat embarrassed.
“What do we do this time?” An Yiruo said, pointing to the red marks on her neck.
"Let me see, she's actually quite beautiful. Others will only think we have a good relationship," Mo Jingchen said, walking closer to An Yiruo, putting his hand on her shoulder, and looking at An Yiruo in the mirror.
An Yiruo rolled her eyes at Mo Jingchen but didn't say anything.
"Oh right, I remember I packed a turtleneck sweater for you in the suitcase. I was worried you'd be cold, and it's come in handy now."
"That's all we can do."
When An Yiruo came out after changing her clothes, Mo Jingchen looked at her, who was wrapped up tightly, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.
"You're still laughing? It's all your fault."
"Alright, alright, it's all my fault. Then An'an, punish me for today, I'll be at your beck and call, how about that?"
What are the plans for today?
"I'll do whatever Miss An'an says."
"In that case, let's go out and take some tourist photos. You be the photographer! Follow along the whole time."
"No problem, let's go, Miss An'an. Photographer Xiao Mo is at your service today."
"You're so cheeky," An Yiruo chuckled, amused by Mo Jingchen's little photographer nickname.
After leaving the house, the two arrived at the scenic area, where there were many beautiful sights, and every spot was a perfect backdrop for a stunning photo.
"An'an, this place is beautiful, let's take a picture."
Under Mo Jingchen's direction, An Yiruo stood on a small bridge by the lake. Sunlight shone on the lake's surface, creating shimmering waves. Several koi carp swam freely in the water, creating a very pleasant and relaxing scene.
Along the way, whenever Mo Jingchen found a beautiful view, he would ask An Yiruo to stop and take pictures. As a result, Mo Jingchen took many beautiful photos of An Yiruo along the way.
"An'an, you must be tired. Sit down and rest for a while." The two walked to the end of the scenic area, and Mo Jingchen suggested that they take a short break.
After An Yiruo sat down, Mo Jingchen went to a nearby stall and bought water and grilled sausages.
"Chen, you actually bought grilled sausages? You've completely changed my perception of you!"
I think you'll like it.
"Hmm, the grilled sausage tastes good. After you finish eating, show me the photos on your phone," An Yiruo said while eating.
Mo Jingchen handed An Yiruo a tissue, while simultaneously organizing the photos on his phone, picking out the good ones and deleting the bad ones.
So when An Yiruo saw the photos, she praised Mo Jingchen: "Don't be silly, I didn't expect you to be such a good photographer!"
An Yiruo looked at the photos on her phone; every single one was beautiful. She loved them.
"It's nothing, nothing technical," Mo Jingchen said, naturally wanting to put on an act and elevate his image in An Yiruo's eyes in the face of her praise.
"Chen, has anyone ever told you to be humble? But then again, your photography skills are really good. Could you teach me sometime?" An Yiruo looked at the photos and liked them more and more.
"From now on, if An'an wants to take pictures, I can be her photographer for free. An'an doesn't need to learn." Mo Jingchen wouldn't tell An Yiruo that he was actually a half-baked photographer himself, and that he had deleted about a thousand or two photos from his phone recently.
He only takes bad photos; if you really asked him to teach, he wouldn't know how!
"That's fine, anyway I don't have any talent for photography. This way I can relax and enjoy myself. Chen, which one do you think looks better? I'm going to post it on my WeChat Moments later!"
The two sat together and carefully selected photos, eventually choosing nine photos of different styles to create a nine-grid image and send it to An Yiruo's WeChat Moments.
The caption read, "Sharing my most beautiful tourist photo, no arguments allowed."
As soon as I posted this on WeChat Moments, my roommates and colleagues started commenting.
"An An is so beautiful."
"An'an, where did you go to have fun? You look like you're having a great time."
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