The group turned and walked toward the crowd on the right side of the square.
They wandered around the square for a bit and took some photos, but realized there wasn't much else to do.
After strolling along the riverside for over half an hour and buying some local specialties, they unanimously decided to return to the homestay to soak in the hot spring.
It was 9:40 PM when they got back to the homestay.
The homestay looked a bit dreamlike at night; the mountainside was pitch black, with only the houses around the resort emitting a warm yellow glow.
The guys organized the clothes they had changed out of earlier and handed them to the staff at the front desk.
Then, Chu Qiunan and Ji Bo followed Su Yang's group of four into their wooden cabin.
"I'm going to see how many people this pool fits," Liu Bo said, walking to the back of the room and pushing the door open.
"Brothers, I'm afraid this pool won't hold six people at once," Liu Bo's voice drifted out from the bathing area in the back.
Su Yang walked to the door to take a look and saw Liu Bo filling the pool.
For this kind of private hot spring, you could have the staff fill it beforehand or do it yourself; the operation wasn't hard—actually, it was quite simple.
Of course, the water filling the pool wasn't ordinary tap water, but carbonated hot spring water. Otherwise, it wouldn't be any different from a regular bath.
Su Yang sized up the pool and shook his head. "It definitely won't fit six people. Four at most."
"So what do we do?"
Chu Qiunan and Ji Bo had walked over by then. After taking a look, Chu Qiunan laughed. "If we can't fit, we won't soak here. Come on, Little Ji, let's go soak in the main public pools."
"Sure."
The two grabbed their bags and left.
"Are you guys coming back later?" Zhang Ziming asked from the sofa.
"Depends on the situation. If you guys have activities later or are playing games with the girls, we'll come back. If not, we'll just go back to our room to sleep after soaking."
"Alright, we'll talk later."
"OK."
After the two left, they waited another ten minutes or so until Liu Bo finally filled the pool.
He walked over and shouted, "It's ready! Comfy as hell!"
"You know, Kangding is actually a bit cold at night. Soaking in a little hot spring is going to be so relaxing."
"True that. I wonder if the girls have started soaking yet?" Zhang Ziming turned to look at the room next door, where the curtains were drawn.
Seeing this, Liu Bo laughed. "Why? Want to go over and soak with them?"
"Don't you?"
"I do."
"Hahaha, exactly."
"But we can only dream. That scene... it would be absolutely mind-blowing." Zhang Ziming looked up, fantasizing as he spoke.
Meng Wenzhou walked over and gave Zhang Ziming a smack.
"Stop dreaming. If you really want that, you can go out and find some girls to soak with you yourself."
"Tch, that kind isn't interesting."
Meng Wenzhou rolled his eyes. "You talk too much. I'm going in."
Saying that, he took off his clothes and walked toward the pool in the back.
"Come try it, Brother Meng. It feels great, not any worse than a natural hot spring," Liu Bo ran in first, squatting by the pool to test the temperature with his hand, laughing.
"Nice, nice. Open the skylight overhead."
"O-to-the-K!" Liu Bo flashed an OK sign and ran to the door to open the retractable roof.
The guys didn't waste time; they closed the room curtains, stripped, and prepared to get in the water.
Meng Wenzhou tested the water with his foot first. As soon as his foot went in, he yanked it back immediately.
"Holy sh*t, Fatty, are you boiling water?"
"No," Liu Bo said, stunned.
"What temperature did you set this to? Why don't you jump in and show me?"
"Is it hot? It didn't feel hot to my hand. It's only 60 degrees." Liu Bo stood up and moved aside, revealing the temperature display behind him.
"Holy sh*t!?" The three of them shouted in unison, staring at the 60 degrees displayed on the screen.
"Are you trying to scald our skin off?"
Su Yang scratched his head, standing shirtless by the pool. "You go first, you go first. I'll wait for the water to cool down."
"It won't cool down. I set it to constant temperature unless we add cold water."
"Then hurry up and add some cold water. I can't get in at 60 degrees."
"Alright, alright."
Soon, Liu Bo adjusted the water temperature to about 45 degrees.
Only then could everyone barely manage to sit inside.
"Ohhh!!!" Zhang Ziming closed his eyes and let out a groan.
"Phew... awesome!"
"Pass me a smoke."
"Here, here, I came prepared. Too bad we're missing something," Liu Bo laughed as he took out cigarettes and distributed them to the three.
"Missing what?"
"Red wine."
"You really know how to enjoy life, don't you? Knowing to have a glass of red wine while soaking in a hot spring." Meng Wenzhou laughed.
"You bet."
While they were chatting, a knock sounded at the room door.
"Who is it?" the guys shouted from the pool.
"Me!! Meng Qianyu!"
"Qianyu? What's she doing here?" Zhang Ziming was puzzled.
"Who knows with her. I'll go check." Meng Wenzhou stood up, grabbed a towel hanging on the rack by the pool to wrap around his waist, and walked toward the door.
Click.
The door opened to reveal Meng Qianyu standing there in a white bathrobe.
"What do you want? Here to bum a smoke again?"
Meng Qianyu glared at Meng Wenzhou. "What smoke? I'm not interested in that anymore. It has nothing to do with you. Tell Su Yang to come out."
"He's naked. If you have something to say, just say it, and I'll pass it on."
"It's not me looking for him. My sister is."
"Pan Pan is looking for him?"
"Mhm." Meng Qianyu nodded.
"If Pan Pan is looking for him, why are you here?"
"I'm just being helpful! Can't I come call him for my sister? You're so bossy."
Meng Wenzhou smiled helplessly. "Alright, wait here. Don't come in, we're all naked."
Meng Qianyu nodded with a smile, but even as she nodded, she kept tilting her head, trying to peek into the bathing area inside.
Fortunately, the pool was blocked by a wooden partition; otherwise, everything would have been exposed the moment the door opened.
Meng Wenzhou quickly walked back to the pool and looked at Su Yang with a grin. "Someone's looking for you."
"For me?" Su Yang paused. "What for?"
"I don't know. Oh, she said it's Pan Pan looking for you."
Su Yang scratched his head. "Alright, I'll go check." He stood up, grabbed a towel hanging nearby to wrap around his waist, and walked out.
Watching the 'sexy' figure of Su Yang walking toward her, Meng Qianyu's face instantly flushed red. She swallowed hard, her mind uncontrollably flashing back to the situation between them back then.
When her thoughts reached the critical moment, she hurriedly shook her head.
"What's up?" Su Yang asked, stopping in front of Meng Qianyu.
"Uh... my sister wants you to come over for a sec." Meng Qianyu spoke quickly, then turned and ran back first.
Su Yang tilted his head, thinking to himself: *Why call me over while I'm taking a bath?*
*Alright, let's go see.* Thinking this, he stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Arriving at the girls' room, he found the door ajar, not fully closed.
Su Yang knocked first. "Is everyone decent? I'm coming in."
"Come in," Pan Ning called out.
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