Here, Shen Hao just lay down, but suddenly felt a chill in the palm of his hand, followed by a tingling sensation.
He knew that it was Zhang Yaqian who was sleeping late at night and got up in a trance. She deliberately pulled him and poked his palm.
It's like writing something.
I write and write, but I still don't know what I have written.
Shen Hao guessed it and wanted to ask more questions. After a busy day, he was already very tired and fell into a deep sleep.
"Really? Why don't you pay attention to me..."
Zhang Yaqian was tormented in the quilt for a long time, and Shen Hao looked like a dead body, letting her do whatever she wanted.
There was not even a minimal response.
At that moment, Mingli poked her head out from under the quilt, still feeling sullen, with a faint blush on her fair and pretty face.
In the darkness as deep as water, Zhang Yaqian fluttered her eyelashes and blinked several times before she could see the scene in the tent clearly.
She saw that Shen Hao had already fallen into a deep sleep. How could he be ignoring her on purpose or paying any attention to her?
"Damn Shen Hao, stinky Shen Hao, you're getting bigger every day."
Zhang Yaqian opened her red lips slightly and whispered into Shen Hao's ear, but she only moved her lips and made no sound.
It seemed as if he was afraid of waking Shen Hao up.
The warm thread, carrying waves of fragrance, touched Shen Hao's bright Adam's apple.
He vaguely felt his neck itching, scratched it drowsily, turned over, and quickly fell asleep again.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Yaqian covered her mouth and chuckled twice, then hugged Shen Hao's arm and went to sleep in the quilt.
The night passed so quickly...
The wind and snow gradually died down, and a ray of warm yellow morning light pierced through the night sky above the snowfield, and slowly climbed up from the glacier and snow sea and the canyons.
The sun shines on the golden mountain and the sky is bright.
When Shen Hao woke up, Song Yanshi and Zhang Yaqian were already in the tent.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes, suspecting that Zhang Yaqian had drugged him last night, otherwise how could he be the last one to get up among the two people.
I opened a corner of the tent, and the bright golden sunlight had already climbed up the snow slope and gently flooded over here.
On the snow slope, Song Yanshi used a gas tank to boil water, preparing to cook a small pot of noodles.
Zhang Yaqian was helping out on the side, of course this was from her own perspective.
In reality, it was just a random mix of things.
"Shen Hao, are you awake?"
When they saw Shen Hao coming out of the tent yawning, Song Yanshi and Zhang Yaqian raised their eyebrows, and at this moment they actually shouted out at the same time.
Then they both felt awkward, looked at each other, and quickly looked away.
Her pretty face was shy and bashful. It's true that women understand women best.
Shen Hao had just woken up and didn't notice anything unusual. His attention was completely focused on the pot of steaming noodles.
"Yes, I am not seeing wrong, you really... want me to eat your bottom?"
Shen Hao rubbed his eyes, his tone somewhat incredulous.
When he was massaging Song Yanshi's feet last night, he heard the girl say that she wanted Shen Hao to taste her below.
I didn't expect that I would really do it to him this morning.
You know, the food they had these days was terrible. It was wrong to just eat hot noodles, and there was no such thing as real noodles.
"Come on, Shen Hao, try the salty taste."
Song Yanshi served Shen Hao a small bowl of noodle soup. Her pretty face, with bright pupils, was staring at him with a smile, her eyes moving with a hint of anticipation.
Shen Hao licked it boldly, and then commented without any politeness: "It's a little salty, but if I eat it, it's just right."
"Your cooking skills are really great, but it's a pity that you will have to eat it for the rest of your life." Shen Hao added after licking it.
Song Yanshi was overjoyed when she was praised by Shen Hao.
She rubbed her hair a little shyly, blushing and mumbling, "How can it be as good as you say..."
“…”
Zhang Yaqian watched from the side, secretly curled her lips, and felt very happy in her heart.
It was Song Yanshi who was in charge of this alone, so some of the credit went to her.
The abominable Shen Hao actually turned a blind eye to her efforts.
"Aunt, come over and have breakfast."
Zhang Yaqian was feeling sulky when she suddenly heard Song Yanshi's voice.
She looked back and saw that the bad guy Shen Hao had already sat there and started eating. How could he care about her?
At that moment, I felt even more depressed.
Even as she ate the steaming hot noodles, she felt like she was chewing wax, her mind completely focused on this.
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After breakfast, we cleaned up the camp and started a new day of climbing.
As the altitude increases, the oxygen in the air becomes thinner.
Shen Hao was fine. After all, his physical condition was not bad. Although he had some altitude sickness, it was extremely limited and within the controllable range.
Song Yanshi also supported herself. Her foot injury had improved a lot compared to yesterday, and she was able to walk freely. In addition, she had rich experience in mountaineering, and her adaptation to altitude sickness was better than that of ordinary people.
Therefore, Zhang Yaqian was the only one who felt dizzy from altitude sickness and felt nauseous all the way down.
Shen Hao saw this and while taking care of her, he deliberately slowed down the team's pace.
Increase the time Zhang Yaqian's body needs to adapt to high altitude.
After all, they are teammates, and during mountaineering activities, especially in such harsh environments, lives may be lost at any time.
Shen Hao naturally couldn't help but watch Zhang Yaqian being imprisoned, not to mention Song Yanshi who was standing next to her. After all, she was still Zhang Yaqian's niece.
We are all in this together, it's a difficult journey.
The weather on the snowy mountains was complex and unpredictable. They had encountered snowstorms of varying sizes and winds along the way, and they didn't know how many times they had encountered them.
The hard glacier has a thick layer of light blue ice, with holes dug out by hoes.
Shen Hao climbed to the top of the ice with a rope hanging on his body.
In two steps, we reached the top of the snow.
After fixing the rope on a large ice crevice on the top of the snow, Shen Hao glanced at Song Yanshi and Zhang Yaqian who were hanging on the ice wall a few meters below.
"Aunt, Shen Hao is ready, we can go now."
Song Yanshi was eager to try, and when she saw Shen Haochong making an OK gesture to the people below, she tightened the rope hanging below her waist, put on crampons on her big suede boots, and started rubbing against the ice wall.
Zhang Yaqian's pretty face was pale, with a hint of blood in it, her head was tightly wrapped in a thick fleece cap, and a black mask covered her straight nose.
She nodded heavily towards Song Yanshi.
With a glance from her beautiful eyes, she saw the man on the snowy peak, who was looking at her with a suspicious look.
She couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Damn Shen Hao...
I must make this guy look down on me!
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