Endless Fall - Chapter 215

   Chapter 215 Taro Dumplings

  Chu Yuzhou followed his words and thought, but couldn’t find a matching point: “Where is it?”

   “Yuni taro puree, isn’t it worthy?”

   “You mean the mashed taro?”

   “Yeah.” Qu Shao turned to look at Pei Zhi: “Boss and the others together, they call it Dumpling.”

   Pei Zhi raised his eyebrows: “Are you hungry?”

   “A little.” He opened the screen of his phone: “It’s seven o’clock, why haven’t they come yet?”

   “You ask in the group.”

  The topic changed, Tang Ni’s heart that was beating too fast gradually calmed down, but it didn’t take long to bring it up again because of the arrival of others.

  Fortunately, they are just like what Chu Yuzhou said, not only get along well, but there is no malice or disgust in her eyes.

   “Where is the place to eat?” Shen Yi put on the hat of the down jacket and walked out slowly.

   “Follow the road on the left and go straight ahead.”

   “How far?”

   “About seven or eight hundred meters.” Chu Yuzhou slowed down to take care of Tang Ni, always afraid that she would not adapt.

  The temperature on the mountain was lower, and the rustling trees could not keep out the cold wind, which drove them to speed up their pace a little.

  The environment of the resort restaurant is not as good as in the city, but the various home-cooked dishes are surprisingly delicious.

   Ten people sitting around a mahogany round table, enjoying different delicacies and talking warmly.

   “Yuebao, do you still want to eat fish?” Zhou Yan pushed back the hair on her temples and kissed her cheek lightly under the eyes of all the people.

   “Don’t eat.” Qian Yue was used to it, and the voice overflowing from her lips seemed to be coquettish: “I’m going to die.”

   “I’ll rub your belly.” He fed Qian Yue two sips of water, and then put his palm on his abdomen.

  Chu Yuzhou was astonished and couldn’t believe that the person in front of him was Zhou Yanshen, the prodigal son of love.

   He joked in a joking way: “Brother Yan, are you possessed by a ghost?”

   “Go away.”

   “You’re so scary.”

   Zhou Yan gave him a deep glance: “Are you jealous?” He continued rubbing Qian Yue’s stomach: “It’s a pity that you can’t find someone to rub it.”

   “I don’t want to knead yet.” Chu Yuzhou went to the boss to pay the bill, too lazy to watch him show his affection.

  Shen Yi smiled: “A dead duck has a tough mouth.” He put down his chopsticks and motioned them to put on their coats.

   On the way to the hot spring pool, the starry night is greeted.

   The stars twinkling with light rays of light, and the dim warm lights on the side of the flagstone road illuminate the road under your feet.

  The hot spring pool hidden in the forest exudes heat, and the mist that surrounds it spreads out, just like being in a fairyland.

  The rich aroma of red wine came from the pool that was enough to accommodate twenty people and hit the tip of their noses.

   A group of men stepped on the pool water, each leaning on the edge of the wall, enjoying a leisurely and peaceful moment.

   While they were still changing their swimsuits, Jiang Ye looked at Chu Yuzhou on the opposite side through a layer of mist.

   He asked bluntly, “Do you like Tang Ni?”

“do not know.”

   “What kind of answer is that?”

   “I really don’t know.” Chu Yuzhou didn’t understand his feelings: “What do you think?”

   “Are you possessive towards her?”

“Maybe not.”

  Jiang Ye asked a few questions, but the answers he got were ambiguous: “Forget it, try to get along for a while.”

   “Alas.” Qu Shao sighed suddenly: “You all have company, only Shen Yi and I haven’t seen a single figure yet.”

   Pei Zhi: “No hurry.” He brushed off a few short strands of hair stuck to his forehead: “Your fate hasn’t arrived yet.”

   “Then I will change tomorrow to seek marriage.”

   “If you ask for it, you may not have it.”

   “But there is hope.” Qu Shao rubbed Shen Yi’s shoulder with his elbow: “Let’s go together?”

“Not interested in.”

   “You can go to the temple and become a monk.”

   His indescribable eyes amused everyone.

   While Shen Yi and him were ‘fighting’ in the pool, a few familiar figures gradually approached.

   They stood by the pool and took off their bathrobes, revealing their more conservative swimsuits, and were led into the water one by one by the possessive men.

   Chu Yuzhou, who didn’t know what he was thinking, also stepped forward as a gentleman and pulled Tang Ni to his side.

  The surrounding heat is enough to dispel the chill.

  Rao is the snowflakes falling on the pond, wrapped by the wind and sticking to their skin, and they don’t feel cold.

   The chirping of insects and birds in the ear is not noisy, but dispels the silence in the forest and makes people feel at ease.

   “Pei Zhi.” Lin Jiao pulled the unruly hand away again and warned in a low voice, “Pay attention to the impact.”

   “I can’t even hug my wife?”

   “Are you sure it’s a hug?”

   Being stared at by those eyes full of brilliance, Pei Zhi had to swallow his sophistry.

   “Wrong.” He pecked the lips lightly and hugged her honestly: “This swimsuit is too revealing.”

  Lin Jiao lowered her head: “Where is it exposed?” Except for a pair of legs and collarbone, no other places were exposed at all.

   “Here.” Pei Zhi raised a shoulder strap, his eyes fell on that piece of skin: “And legs.”

   “Others don’t feel exposed in bikinis.”

   “Others are others.” He embraced her waist and drew closer to his arms: “You came out just now, did you meet anyone else?”

   “Ilan met.”

   “Who did you meet?” Jiang Ye next to them was like a radar, clearly capturing Pei Yilan’s name.

   “A passerby who covets her beauty.”

   “What did he do?”

   “Ask me for WeChat.” In order to prevent him from overturning the vinegar jar, Pei Yilan said in time, “I didn’t give it.”

   She probably recounted the conversation, and Jiang Ye was relieved to hear that the man didn’t harass him verbally.

   He fastened the thin belts on her shoulders, and his gentle voice concealed an imperceptible monopoly: “I’ll accompany you to change it later.”

   Pei Yilan replied with a smile: “Okay.” She hugged his waist and listened to his heartbeat.

   A group of people soaked in the hot spring pool for half an hour, walked up the stone road, and stopped in a chic wooden house to take a sauna.

  In the middle of the night, they carried beer and barbecue all over, and returned to the homestay to drink and chat.

  Tang Ni, who was integrated into it, was not as shy as when he first met. He also held the dice cup and played games under the teaching of Chu Yuzhou.

   Knowing that she is not good at drinking, so she only needs to drink one sip every time she loses, but she was still drunk.

   “So sleepy.” She looked at Chu Yuzhou with her flushed face, and fell on him in the next second.

  Chu Yuzhou quickly supported her.

   Just when everyone thought they would witness the ambiguous picture, they heard him tsk: “There is no one who has such a bad drink.”

  “…”

   “I’ll carry her up first.” He bent over and carried the person on his shoulders: “Wait when I get back.”

   “Slow down, don’t vomit her up.”

   “How do you vomit when you fall asleep?”

   “…” Pei Yilan didn’t want to talk to him anymore.

   She withdrew her gaze from the stairs and drank the remaining wine in the glass: “I don’t even know how Tang Ni liked him.”

   “Probably attracted by his humor.”

   “He’s called funny.”

  Qu Shao smiled suddenly: “It’s really funny.” He rolled the scattered dice: “Tang Ni really likes him?”

   “Well.” Qian Yue threw away the empty string sign: “The way she looks at Chu Yuzhou can explain everything.”

   (end of this chapter)