After the two finished speaking, Pan Ning didn't ask for more details.
For her, as long as Su Yang was safe and sound, that was all that mattered; she didn't care about what happened in between.
She got up, went into the bathroom to get a hairdryer, and returned to sit on the sofa.
"Help me dry my hair."
Su Yang took the hairdryer with a smile. "Sure thing~"
Pan Ning leaned sideways, resting her head on Su Yang's leg, just like the first time.
Su Yang turned on the hairdryer, gently running his left hand through her hair while moving the dryer with his right.
Soon, her hair was dry. Su Yang unplugged it and looked at Pan Ning. "Beautiful!"
"Smooth talker. Are the others back yet?"
"Others? You mean Old Meng and them?"
"Mhm."
"Well... after we finished drinking, they took their teammates back to the inn..."
"You didn't go with them?"
"I did too, but I came back right after."
Pan Ning stood up, brushing her hair. "Then let's sleep. Oh, right, are we going to the snow mountain tomorrow?"
Su Yang nodded. "Yeah, it's the last day tomorrow. We should go play on the snow mountain. Since we're in Li City, we have to see Yulong Snow Mountain."
"Alright."
"Then let's go to sleep~"
"What do you mean 'let's'? You go back to your own room to sleep," Pan Ning said, turning her head to look at Su Yang.
"Heh." Su Yang smiled inwardly, 'Forget it, it's pretty late now, and we have to go to the snow mountain tomorrow. No need to stir things up.'
As he spoke, he prepared to get up. "Fine then. If it weren't so late, I wouldn't agree."
Just as he finished speaking, Pan Ning pushed him back down onto the sofa.
"Huh?" Su Yang looked up, about to speak, when Pan Ning lifted a leg and straddled his lap.
Seeing this, Su Yang gave a mischievous smile. "What's the meaning of this? Weren't you telling me to go back to sleep?"
"Suddenly, I don't want you to leave anymore." Pan Ning looked down at Su Yang, then closed her eyes and kissed him.
......
At ten o'clock the next morning, Su Yang woke up in bed.
Pan Ning was no longer by his side.
He turned his head towards the half-open door and called out, "Pan~"
"Awake?" Pan Ning's voice came from the living room.
"Yeah. We slept so late last night, how did you get up so early?"
"I don't know. I woke up at nine and couldn't fall back asleep."
"Alright then, wait for me a bit."
As he spoke, Su Yang got up, put on his clothes, used the restroom, and then went to the living room.
Pan Ning was leaning back on a lounge chair on the balcony, sunbathing.
"Have you eaten anything?" Su Yang asked.
"Not yet. Let's eat with them later."
"Okay. I'll go back to my room first to change clothes and take a shower."
"Okay~"
Su Yang walked over to the lounge chair, leaned down to give Pan Ning a kiss, and then turned to leave.
Soon, he arrived at his own room door. The door to the room next door was still closed.
Su Yang paid it no mind, opened his own door, and went in.
After showering in his room, he changed into clean clothes and went to sit on the balcony.
He opened his phone and checked the WeChat group.
The 'Male Gods' group was already buzzing.
Chu Qiunan: Bros, are you guys back at the inn yet?
Meng Wenzhou: I came back last night. What, you still haven't returned?
Chu Qiunan: On the way.
Ji Bo: I'm back too, but a bit earlier than you, hehe.
Liu Bo: I'm in my own bed now.
Ji Bo: When did you get back?
Liu Bo: Eight o'clock~
Ji Bo: Hehe, how was it?
Liu Bo: What 'how was it'? You think I'm going to give you the details of something like that? Dream on.
Ji Bo: Tch, as if I don't know. Your boy got some too.
Liu Bo: Then why ask.
Ji Bo: Just making conversation.
Liu Bo: Hey? By the way, where's Brother Yang?
Ji Bo: Oh yeah, @Su Yang, Brother Yang, what's the situation on your end? You're not still not back at the inn, are you?
Seeing this, Su Yang lit a cigarette and typed with a smile: I came back right after dropping people off yesterday.
Ji Bo: You came back right after? No way.
Liu Bo: Right, Brother Yang, where are you now?
Su Yang: In my own room. I already said I came back after dropping people off last night. Why would I lie to you guys?
Liu Bo: You actually went back?
Su Yang: Yep, went back.
Meng Wenzhou: I know, did Pan Pan message you to come back?
Su Yang: She did message me, but I would've come back even if she hadn't.
Meng Wenzhou: I don't believe that.
Su Yang smiled helplessly, not bothering to explain further: Who hasn't come back yet?
Zhang Ziming: I just got to the inn.
Chu Qiunan: I'm almost there too.
Su Yang: Okay then, hurry back to your rooms, change clothes, take a quick shower, then we'll grab something to eat and head to the snow mountain.
The others: Ok.
After exiting the 'Male Gods' group chat, Su Yang opened the 'Road Trip' group.
This group was also chatting.
Meng Qianyu: @everyone, is everyone up? When are we setting off for the snow mountain?
Tang Ziyun: Yeah, we should go early, otherwise it'll be too crowded.
Su Qingci: It's not exactly early now.
Meng Wenzhou: I'm already up. We'll go eat when everyone's ready, then head out after the meal.
Meng Qianyu: Brother Su Yang, are you up?
Su Yang: Up, just finished washing up.
Meng Qianyu: Good~
After everyone chatted a bit more in the group, Su Yang turned off his phone.
He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, went into the bathroom to fix his hair, then pulled the door open and went out.
Just as he stepped out, the door next to his also opened.
Zhong Qing had changed into a wine-red crop top and a pair of skinny jeans that perfectly outlined her figure.
'Indeed, nothing beats skinny jeans~'
"Morning, Su Yang."
Zhong Qing walked up to Su Yang with a smile to greet him.
"Morning. What time did you guys get back last night?"
Zhong Qing thought for a moment. "Around four."
"Oh, sleep okay?"
"Not bad~"
As they were talking, a door on the second floor opposite opened, and Su Qingci also came out, carrying a backpack.
She looked down at the two and waved with a smile. "Brother Su Yang, Qingqing, morning."
The two turned to look and replied, "Morning, come on down."
"Coming~"
While waiting for Su Qingci to come downstairs, Su Yang took out his phone and messaged Pan Ning.
"Come down to eat~"
"Coming."
Soon, the four of them gathered in the reception area of the front courtyard, sitting and drinking tea while waiting for the others.
Over ten minutes later, everyone had arrived. Chatting, they walked out of the inn.
They found a restaurant in the central area of the ancient town for a combined brunch, then left the ancient town and went to the parking lot across the street.
Su Yang's car could only seat five people. They had already decided on the seating arrangement before departure, so Zhong Qing had to ride in Meng Wenzhou's car.
After getting in the car, Meng Qianyu, Su Qingci, and Tang Ziyun were unusually excited.
Mainly because none of them had been to Yulong Snow Mountain before, so they were all looking forward to it.
Su Yang glanced in the rearview mirror. "Fasten your seatbelts. It's good to go climb a mountain. Yulong Snow Mountain's highest peak is over 5,000 meters; we can get up to over 4,000 meters. Later, when we enter Tibet, the average altitude will also be around 4,000 meters. This is a good chance to get a feel for the high altitude and get some training in now."
Hearing this, Tang Ziyun laughed. "Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking. We can enjoy the beautiful scenery on the mountain and also get a preview of the high altitude."
Su Yang nodded. "That's right, that's a great suggestion. Alright, let's head out!"
"Let's go~" the girls cheered happily.
Soon, three cars pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards Yulong Snow Mountain.
......

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