Can it massage while soaking

"Come over here and show me your IDs," Pan Ning called out as she turned around.

"Alright, coming."

Several people pulled out their ID cards and stepped forward.

Su Yang moved closer to Pan Ning and asked, "How many rooms did you book?"

"Most of the accommodations here are mountain-view villas. There aren’t many single rooms, and they’re all booked up."

"Oh? So you booked villas?"

"Yeah, two villas. You five will stay in one, and the six of us in the other. Each villa only has five rooms."

"Then two of your girls will have to share."

"No problem, it’s fine."

Soon, everyone finished checking in, and Su Yang and Pan Ning each held the key cards for their respective villas.

At that moment, a bellhop in a black vest approached and led the group outside to board a shuttle cart.

This hotel was similar to the one they’d stayed at on the island in Lucheng—sprawling enough to require shuttle rides to get around.

Most of the rooms here were mountain-view, and the villas all faced the distant peaks, offering stunning vistas.

A few minutes later, the shuttle stopped in front of two adjacent villas by the roadside.

"Here we are," the driver said, turning to the group.

"Alright, let’s get off."

"Everyone, go inside, drop your stuff, and rest for a bit. We’ll head to the hot springs together later."

"Pan Jie, are these hot springs the open-air kind?" Liu Bo asked, sidling up to her.

"What do you mean, open-air?" Pan Ning looked puzzled.

"He’s asking if it’s mixed-gender bathing," Meng Wenzhou chimed in with an explanation.

Pan Ning rolled her eyes. "If you want that, book a flight to Japan. They’ve got plenty."

Liu Bo grinned. "Just asking. I always thought hot springs were for group soaking."

"That’s swimming pools. Alright, enough chatter. Let’s go." Pan Ning grabbed Meng Qianyu’s hand, and the six girls walked off toward one of the villas, laughing.

"What a shame," Liu Bo muttered, shaking his head.

"What’s a shame?" Ji Bo asked.

"Everything. No mixed-gender hot springs, and we’re split up for lodging too."

"Damn, Bro Liu, what are you thinking? You actually wanna room with all those beauties? That’s some wishful thinking."

"It’s not like we haven’t done it before," Liu Bo said casually.

Su Yang chuckled at Ji Bo’s confused expression. "He’s talking about our trip to Lucheng. Old Meng booked a huge villa, and we all stayed together. But these villas are smaller, so no chance of that here."

"No way! That sounds amazing. Too bad I missed out last time."

"There’ll be more chances. But next time, we can’t let the girls handle the bookings. We’ll need Brother Meng to work his magic."

"Right, Brother Meng?" Liu Bo turned to Meng Wenzhou, who was smoking, and flashed a grin.

Meng Wenzhou smirked. "If you want me to pay, just say so."

"Come on, I’m complimenting your booking skills!"

Meng Wenzhou rolled his eyes. "But when it comes to lodging, I do look out for us guys."

"Then you’re in charge next trip," Liu Bo said with a laugh.

"Let’s head inside."

The five of them tossed their cigarettes into a nearby trash bin before leisurely stepping into the elegantly rustic mountain-view villa.

The hotel’s villas were all nestled on the mountainside, surrounded by picturesque scenery and crisp air.

The three-story villa wasn’t enormous, but the layout was well-designed.

As they pushed open the door, a faint woody aroma greeted them.

Inside, nearly all the furniture was crafted from wood.

The living room walls were adorned with classical paintings, and solid wood tables and chairs were neatly arranged. Further in, opening the windows revealed a breathtaking panorama of rolling mountain peaks.

Past the living room was a wooden terrace on the first floor, about twenty square meters.

A tea table sat there, complete with complimentary tea leaves and utensils, surrounded by five round wooden chairs.

Sipping tea here in the morning with friends, taking in the mountain views, would be a uniquely pleasant experience.

From the terrace, a haze of white mist drifted among the trees a few dozen meters away—where the hotel’s hot spring area was located.

The five of them picked rooms at random, dropped their bags, and grabbed the unisex bathrobes provided in each room before regrouping in the living room to chat.

Ten minutes later, Pan Ning sent a message in the group chat:

Pan Ning: Everyone ready?

Meng Wenzhou was the first to reply: Good to go whenever.

Pan Ning: Then let’s head out.

Meng Wenzhou put away his phone and grinned at the others. "Let’s go. Perfect timing—it’s almost dusk, and the heat’s died down."

"This place feels a few degrees cooler than everywhere else. I noticed it the second we got off the shuttle," Su Yang remarked, picking up his bathrobe.

"True. That’s why it’s great for hot springs. Building a resort hotel here was a smart move. Let’s go."

They grabbed their bathrobes and stepped outside. Liu Bo, walking ahead, turned back and asked, "What’s the plan after the hot springs? We’re not just gonna sleep, right?"

"Don’t they offer massages here?" Zhang Ziming said with a laugh.

"Oh? You’ve been here before?"

"Nah, but I looked it up on the ride over. This place has two main draws—hot springs and massages. Rumor has it the masseuses are all classically beautiful women with top-tier skills."

"Oh?? Now you’ve got my attention." Ji Bo’s tired eyes suddenly lit up.

"Heh, you’re into that, huh? Then you’re in for a treat," Liu Bo said, clapping Ji Bo on the shoulder.

Meng Wenzhou thought for a moment. "Can we get massages while soaking in the hot springs?"

"Whoa, Brother Meng, now that’s an idea! Can we?" Liu Bo turned to Zhang Ziming.

"How would I know? I’ve never been. But probably not. Hot springs are usually gender-segregated, and the masseuses are all women. No way they’d massage you mid-soak. But damn, just imagining it is something else!"

"Yeah, wanna ask? Maybe they’ll make an exception?" Ji Bo rubbed his hands together with a mischievous grin.

Su Yang shook his head at Ji Bo. "Doubt it. You think this is Japan? Even if they did, it’d probably be male masseuses. You cool with that?"

"Uh… never mind. I’ll just get a massage afterward," Ji Bo said hastily.

As they chatted, they reached the roadside, where the girls emerged in pale yellow, classical-style bathrobes.

"Walking there?" Su Yang asked Pan Ning.

"Yeah, it’s close. Just a few minutes."

"Alright, lead the way."

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