"What were you doing just now? You looked like you were looking for something." Song Qishen's voice was very low, a little blurry amid the trickle of hot spring water and the permeation of water vapor.

And it is precisely because of this ambiguity that for no reason, the whole night is covered with an inexplicable meaning.

"I'm testing the flavor of the fragrance." Qianzhi's face was pink and she tried to change the subject, "I just remembered that tonight we went to the hot spring just after dinner. Will we faint if we do this?

"

"It seems easier for people who are well fed..."

When Qian Zhi said this, she stopped and stopped talking.

What she said makes sense.

Not to mention, there is no buffer in time.

"Do you think I'm fainted?" Song Qishen tightened his fingertips on the girl's waist.

Qian Zhi stumbled inexplicably.

"No...no."

"That's alright." Song Qishen's beautiful peach blossom eyes were raised, as if he was tempting, "If you are really full, you should eat at this time."

The outdoor hot spring is semi-open, and is designed so that you can see the stars in the sky when you raise your head.

But there are no stars in the winter night at this time, only the water vapor that has transpired around it spreads, climbing up step by step.

Even Qian Zhi's face was turned crimson.

The trickle of the hot spring was stirred up by the ripples, layer by layer, and then there was a rhythm like the crashing waves, extremely arrogant.

Ever since Song Qishen had just finished saying those words, he had leaned over and pulled the stuffed cakes that she had baked here several times.

At the end, Qianzhi's eyelids were drooped and pressed heavily, unable to open them no matter what.

She seemed to understand the meaning of digestion a little bit.

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Mr. Song for unlocking new vocabulary (like it)

Judging by the update time, I seem to have missed a chapter. I will definitely make up for it when I have time!
Chapter completed!