Chapter 129 Hot Springs
After landing, Shi Yanchen took Pei Song to the hot springs at the foot of the mountain.
After walking along the winding mountain road for twenty minutes, the view in front of us suddenly opened up.
A hot spring pool is built against the mountain, with hot steam rising in the twilight.
A simple fence made of logs was built around the area, but it did not block the view.
The snow-capped mountains in the distance are coated with a layer of gold under the setting sun, and the sunset glow in the sky dyes the clouds gorgeously.
"The hot springs here are naturally formed," Shi Yanchen said as he helped Pei Song lay out the bath towel. "The water temperature is kept at 38 degrees all year round, and the sulfur content is particularly rich. The best thing is that you can see the sky full of stars when you soak here."
They changed into their bathrobes and slowly slid into the pool.
The warm spring water immediately wrapped around the tired body, making people so comfortable that they couldn't help but let out a sigh.
The bottom of the pool is paved with natural pebbles, which give you a warm massage feeling when you step on them barefoot.
As night falls, the outlines of the distant mountains gradually become blurred under the dark blue sky.
One after another, stars began to twinkle in the sky, like countless diamonds scattered on deep blue velvet.
Without the light pollution of the city, the Milky Way is clearly visible, like a flowing river of stars across the sky.
Pei Song leaned against the edge of the pool, letting the hot spring water gently massage his muscles.
Looking up at the starry sky, he felt that it all seemed like a dream.
The mountain breeze brings the scent of pine forests, birds chirp occasionally in the distance, and the hot spring water makes a subtle gurgling sound.
"Today is so perfect," he whispered, "like a dream." There was a hint of unreality in his voice.
Shi Yanchen swam to his side and gently put his arms around his waist.
The water in the pool rippled with his movements, reflecting the starlight and creating sparkling waves.
He tilted his head to look at Pei Song's profile. The moonlight outlined his gentle features, straight nose, and slightly red ear tips.
He couldn't help but move closer, first gently kissing Pei Song's temple, then pecking his cheek.
When he kissed the corner of her mouth, he paused, admiring her slightly fluttering eyelashes.
Finally, he kissed those lips.
The kiss was light at first, as gentle as the brush of a feather.
Then it gradually deepened, but still maintained a slow rhythm.
The temperature of the hot spring water made both of their lips soft, with a unique sweetness.
He held Pei Song's neck with one hand and his waist with the other, keeping their bodies pressed tightly together in the water.
She ran her fingers through Pei Song's wet hair, massaging his scalp gently.
The kiss was long and affectionate, as if to incorporate all the stars in the sky into this moment.
"It's not a dream," Shi Yanchen said softly, resting his forehead against Pei Song's when the kiss ended, "Our life has just begun."
Shi Yanchen slowly sank into the water with the buoyancy of the hot spring water.
The hot spring water blurs the boundaries, making every touch hazy and ambiguous.
The water ripples on his chest as he moves, and the starlight reflects off the water surface into tiny spots of light, as if concealing this unspeakable intimacy.
Pei Song subconsciously grabbed the stone beside the pool and called softly: "Leon..."
Shi Yanchen raised his head from the water with a smile on his lips: "Are you shy?" He brushed back his dripping hair, his eyes gentle yet a little dangerous.
Pei Song blushed and pushed him away: "This is open air..."
"I know." Shi Yanchen chuckled and whispered in his ear, "That's why I'm so restrained."
It was late at night when we returned to the cabin. Shi Yanchen brought out a cup of hot chocolate from the kitchen: "I made this myself. I wonder how it tastes."
Pei Song sat down on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took the mug handed to him by Shi Yanchen.
The aroma of steaming cocoa warms up the entire space.
Pei Song took a sip and said with a smile: "It's not as good as what I made."
"Then you have to do it for me every day from now on," Shi Yanchen said, "You are not allowed to stop for the rest of your life."
Pei Song looked down at the ring on his neck. The diamond reflected a gentle light under the moonlight.
"I've actually wanted to propose to you for a long time," Shi Yanchen said, "but I've been waiting for a very special moment. Today, when I was looking down at the Alps from the clouds, I suddenly realized that this was the moment I'd been waiting for."
The moonlight outside the window shone on the two of them, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance glowed silver under the starlight.
The night in the Alps is exceptionally quiet, with only the rustling of the wind through the pine forest.
The moonlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the wooden house, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance glowed silver under the starlight.
There was only one warm yellow floor lamp on in the wooden house, casting soft light and shadows on the wall.
Pei Song came out of the bathroom with wet hair.
He hesitated for a moment, got into bed, and took the initiative to approach Shi Yanchen.
"Leon..." he called softly, his face getting hot, "Let's... do it."
Shi Yanchen's breathing suddenly stopped.
He looked down at the person in his arms, and his heart beat faster as he saw the other person taking the initiative.
But then he realized a problem - he had not prepared any of the necessities.
Just as he was feeling annoyed, Pei Song came up to him and gently kissed him on the lips.
The kiss was a little awkward, but extremely touching.
Shi Yanchen's eyes darkened, and he turned over and pressed the person under him.
He carefully unbuttoned Pei Song's pajamas, and the skin he touched with his fingertips was slightly cool.
But just as the atmosphere was heating up, Shi Yanchen suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Pei Song looked at him with some confusion.
Shi Yanchen sighed softly: "We shouldn't be so hasty." He turned over and lay flat on his back properly. "The first time should be more ceremonial, not like this when there is no preparation at all."
Pei Song raised his hand depressedly and pinched his chin: "Are you not good enough?"
"What did you say?" Shi Yanchen narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"I say," Pei Song deliberately provoked, "Shi Yanchen, are you... not okay?"
Shi Yanchen leaned over and bit his ear: "Are you sure you want to test me like this?"
"Then prove it to me." Pei Song looked innocent.
Shi Yanchen's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Don't tease me, I have my own persistence."
He took a deep breath and said with his last bit of reason: "For the first time, I want to give you the most perfect experience, not in this situation where there is nothing."
Pei Song curled his lips: "Are all you elites so particular?"
"It's not about being particular," Shi Yanchen kissed his forehead, "It's because it's you, so you deserve the best."
Pei Song was moved by his serious tone and stopped making trouble.
Shi Yanchen held the person in his arms: "It will be soon. When we return, I promise that you will never forget it."
Pei Song buried his hot face in his chest: "I don't believe it. After all, you can break my lips with just a kiss."
Shi Yanchen smiled slightly and stroked his back: "I will be more careful this time, and I will do my homework well."
Pei Song grumbled, but did not refute, just hugged him tightly.
The two of them slept in each other's arms, the moonlight shining on their intertwined figures, gentle and quiet.
The next morning, Pei Song was awakened by the sound of birds singing outside the window. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shi Yanchen leaning against the window making coffee.
"Awake?" Shi Yanchen came over with two cups of coffee and sat down beside the bed. "Want to try something exciting?"
Pei Song looked at him warily: "More exciting than skydiving?"
"Of course not." Shi Yanchen smiled mysteriously, "How about trying paragliding? Unlike skydiving, you can glide freely in the mountains and see the most beautiful scenery of the Alps."
Pei Song's eyes lit up: "That sounds great."
"I have already made an appointment with the coach." Shi Yanchen said, "But I have to eat breakfast first to replenish my energy."
After breakfast, the coach took them to a gentle slope.
In the sunshine, several colorful paragliders swayed gently in the breeze.
"The principle is actually very simple," the instructor explained as he demonstrated, "If you master the direction of the airflow, you can glide in the air with the help of thermals."
Pei Song put on his equipment and nervously grabbed Shi Yanchen's hand: "Are you sure this is safe?"
"Don't worry." Shi Yanchen adjusted his safety belt for him. "We are gliding together. I will always be with you."