Dirty Little Thoughts

The escalator was incredibly long, and there were quite a few people riding it up with them. Shen Nian held Xia Yanchun's hand, playfully squeezing and kneading it, feeling quite bored for a good while.

This was worse than taking the cable car; at least then they could have enjoyed the scenery.

The mountain-piercing escalator went straight to the top, leaving only a few steps to the actual summit.

The wind blew as the sea of clouds surged. Looking as far as the eye could see, the world was vast. Upon reaching the summit, even Shen Nian couldn't help but feel excited.

The feeling of the cool breeze brushing against his face was quite refreshing.

Miss Xia, please.

Mountain Girl, please.

Beside him, Xia Yanchun stepped one foot onto a rock and exclaimed excitedly, "Hehehe, ta-da! I am the woman who conquered the mountain!"

"Uh, conquering the mountain by taking an escalator up?"

"Why not? I just relied on the power of technology. Who says using the power of technology doesn't count as conquering a mountain?"

"I actually think that makes some sense."

"Of course it does."

The scenery was beautiful. This area was a tourist attraction to begin with, so there were plenty of photo spots. Xia Yanchun naturally wouldn't pass them up, checking in everywhere and trying out everything with Shen Nian.

Except for the narrow glass walkway.

Xia Yanchun wasn't scared; it was just that right when she was about to try it, she remembered the meat in the fridge hadn't thawed... No, it was the clothes drying back at the hotel that hadn't been brought in. She was afraid it might rain and get the clothes wet, so she had to go back to collect them as soon as possible.

She really wasn't scared.

"Chunbao, I like you," Shen Nian wrapped his arm around Xia Yanchun's and whispered sweet nothings into her ear.

"That's so random."

"Some people confess under the fireworks, some show affection by holding waists at the bow of a ship, and some make wishes upon shooting stars. Don't you think this time and place calls for some romantic words?"

"Uh-huh?"

Thinking about it carefully, a place with such beautiful scenery was indeed perfect for confessions.

"Then..." Xia Yanchun hid her two small hands on the side away from Shen Nian, formed a heart shape, and brought it out. "Love you."

"Haha, my toes are curling."

"...Shen Nian, you're asking for a beating."

Although a smile was still hanging on her face, Xia Yanchun's expression had darkened.

"Cough, uh, I mean I was so moved that my toes curled, you know what I mean?"

"Hmph, I won't stoop to your level. I'll spare your life."

Sister Chun really had that bossy vibe down.

...

They took the cable car down the mountain.

The cable car went all the way to the city. The scenery along the way was much prettier than what they saw while climbing. The sight of the clouds and mist thinning out was very poetic; even Shen Nian took several photos and videos.

He not only posted them to his WeChat Moments, but also on his social media account. Within ten minutes, there were hundreds of replies.

Of course, he didn't read a single one.

After having dinner outside, it was already 7 PM by the time they returned to the hotel.

"Phew, that wasn't easy..." Xia Yanchun took off her shoes, disgustedly stuffed her socks into the shoes, and when the air conditioning blew on her, the heat radiating from her body was finally soothed.

Next time they traveled, they definitely had to come in the autumn. It was simply too hot in the middle of summer.

"We took the escalator up and the cable car down, what was so hard about that?" Shen Nian was confused.

"Even so, I'm still so tired. I feel like my muscles are going to be sore tomorrow." Xia Yanchun puffed out her cheeks. "Aren't you tired?"

"It seems you still haven't realized what a terrifying existence your nemesis is. I'm not tired at all, okay?"

"Really not tired?"

"Really."

"Alright then." Xia Yanchun pointed her finger grandly right at Shen Nian's nose and ordered, "You, massage me in a bit!"

"Rather than a massage, you should take a shower first. You smell a bit like sweat."

"Ugh, going right now!" Xia Yanchun pulled up her shirt to sniff and immediately felt awful, quickly grabbing her clothes and sprinting to take a shower.

Being smelly was absolutely unacceptable for a sweet, beautiful girl!

Xia Yanchun could accept dressing a bit ugly, but she could not accept smelling bad.

It took forty minutes for her to finish her shower, and Xia Yanchun turned back into a fragrant, sweet, beautiful girl.

She purposely sat next to Shen Nian, flipped her dark hair, leaned her nose over to him, and sniffed. "You're stinky, go take a shower."

"You're so smug after taking a shower, huh."

"Of course. I'm fragrant and you're stinky. We are no longer humans on the same level."

Shen Nian gave a fake smile. Funny Hajimi Chun was always saying funny things.

He also went to take a shower. Coming out shirtless had become his norm when staying in hotels.

"You never dry yourself off, so lazy." Xia Yanchun hugged a large pillow and looked at him.

"It'll air dry in a bit. I'm not wearing a shirt anyway, so what does it matter."

"..."

Xia Yanchun didn't speak. Her almond eyes sparkled as she secretly peeked at Shen Nian's face, then at his arms and chest. Her pale cheeks grew a bit hot.

Shen Nian's skin was a bit wet, giving off a strange feeling.

...Although she really didn't want to admit it, Shen Nian with his un-dried body was indeed exuding a lot of sexual tension...

Feeling guilty, Xia Yanchun turned her face away, not daring to look at Shen Nian anymore. She lay down softly. "Come massage my legs, they're so sore."

"Coming."

Shen Nian sat on the edge of the bed. His firm, strong fingers landed on Xia Yanchun's soft, smooth skin, massaging her calves rhythmically.

Even with his help, Xia Yanchun had still genuinely walked up the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps and continued upwards for so long; she was bound to be tired.

Shen Nian simply used both hands to massage her, making Chunbao feel incredibly comfortable.

Xia Yanchun hummed softly in comfort and asked Shen Nian to massage her thighs as well. They were clearly so sore, but after Shen Nian massaged them for a bit, that sore feeling became very, very light.

Massaging after exercise was the right move.

After her entire lower body felt comfortable, she reached up and turned off the light.

"Time to sleep, hehe. We check out at noon tomorrow, then take a car to West Lake and eat your favorite vinegar fish."

"Since when do I like eating that? I only wanted to try it because I heard people say it tastes bad."

"You're a masochist."

"In a minute I'll punch you into a cream puff."

Xia Yanchun wasn't afraid at all. Once Shen Nian lay down, she reached out to pull the blanket over him.

Unable to wait, she buried her small face into Shen Nian's collarbone, sniffing quietly. "Mmm... You're still stinky..."

"Then why are you smelling me, pervert."

"You are, you are."

"Still bickering?" Shen Nian gently embraced Xia Yanchun, kissing her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her soft, warm lips, plundering a trace of the sweet fragrance from the young girl's mouth.

A goodnight kiss was still very necessary.

Xia Yanchun pursed her lips, nestling in Shen Nian's arms. Sensing Shen Nian's reaction, her two small hands quietly slid under the blanket, rustling slightly.

She could clearly feel Shen Nian stiffen, making Xia Yanchun want to laugh.

Inadvertently, her gaze passed over Shen Nian's neck and landed on that blush-inducing vending machine on the table. Xia Yanchun's large eyes blinked rapidly, and her ears felt a bit hot.

"Chunbao..."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing, just wanted to call your name..." Shen Nian's breathing was slightly ragged.

After a moment of silence, Xia Yanchun shrank her neck. "Shen Nian... are we going to have to use those things one day too..."

Shen Nian froze for a moment, but quickly realized what Xia Yanchun was referring to. He nodded. "Probably, what's up..."

"I d-don't want to use one..."

"Holy crap, Haji-Chun, I can't believe you like going bare—"

"Shut up!" Xia Yanchun panicked and hurriedly nudged against him.

"..."

Shen Nian instantly behaved himself.

The flustered girl simply could not suppress her chaotic thoughts.

Xia Yanchun caught her breath. Breathing in the pleasant scent on Shen Nian's body, some rather unwholesome thoughts popped into her head. While these thoughts scared her into a panic, they also quietly planted a tiny seed deep in her heart, hidden away beneath the leaves of a sea of flowers where even she could not find it.

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