Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"have a good rest."

He carried Zhao Yanxi back to bed, covered her with a blanket, and then turned and left the master bedroom.

In the living room, the two sisters, Hua Qing and Hua Yue, had already tidied up.

"Zhao Yanxi, where are you?!"

Hua Yue continued calling out until Wen Jing emerged from the side bedroom.

"Yan hope isn't feeling well. You guys go out and have fun today, I'll stay and take care of her."

Hua Yue looked worried: "Are you feeling unwell? What's wrong?"

Wenjing stammered, "She's just not feeling well. I'll check on her first, and if it gets worse, I'll take her to the hospital."

Hua Yue wanted to ask more, but Hua Qing interrupted, "Alright, let's go out first. Xiao Jing, contact us immediately if anything happens."

Ding Heng then said, "I'll stay too."

"No, no, no."

Wenjing turned to Ding Heng and advised, "Ding Heng, why don't you go and have some fun too? Otherwise, it's not safe for Hua Qing and the other two girls who are unfamiliar with the area."

Ding Heng turned his head and met Wen Jing's gaze, realizing that the two girls were about to have a private conversation and didn't want to be disturbed.

He nodded: "Okay, call me if you need anything."

Wenjing hummed in agreement and watched Ding Heng, Hua Qing, and Hua Yue leave.

The door closed, and the room became quiet.

Wenjing turned and walked towards the master bedroom. She pushed open the door and found the room in a mess.

The waterproof blanket was hanging on the clothesline on the balcony.

The sheets were crumpled up, and the pillows were scattered all over the place.

Various tattered black and white silk threads were scattered on the ground, some torn and some wrinkled beyond recognition.

There were also a few pieces of sexy clothing that Wenjing couldn't name, red and black, scattered around.

On the bedside table, a strip of pills was prominently displayed, with the words "Levonorgestrel Tablets" printed on the packaging.

Wenjing walked over, picked it up and looked at it, then gently put it down.

She didn't disturb the sleeping Zhao Yanxi, and silently began to clean and tidy up. After finishing everything, she opened the window to let the air circulate.

Around 2 p.m., Zhao Yanxi slowly woke up, got up and looked around. The bedroom was completely refreshed.

"woke up?"

Wenjing brought in a bowl of soup.

Zhao Yanxi smiled wryly: "Xiao Jing, you..."

Wenjing handed over the soup: "Have some soup first."

The golden soup noodles were topped with oil, and a few pieces of chicken sank to the bottom of the bowl, accompanied by red dates and goji berries.

"Where did it come from?"

"I went to the nearby market to kill the animals fresh. Luckily, the guesthouse has cooking facilities and all the necessary equipment."

Zhao Yanxi picked up the bowl and took a small sip.

Why are you making me chicken soup?

"I'm afraid your health is seriously compromised..."

Zhao Yanxi paused, a hint of embarrassment on her face.

Was I... making a lot of noise last night?

"A little, anyway, I can hear it from next door."

Wenjing recalled the exaggerated sounds she heard last night and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhao Yanxi remained unfazed, finished the chicken soup in one gulp, put the bowl aside, and then pounced over to pinch Wenjing's ticklish spot.

"What are you laughing at? You'll be even more embarrassed than me, believe it or not!"

The two rolled around on the bed, making a ruckus for a while before finally stopping.

Wenjing suddenly asked again, "Is it really that exaggerated?"

Zhao Yanxi shrugged: "I don't know where he got his stamina from. Anyway, from beginning to end, he didn't let me catch my breath for more than a few minutes."

"Do you regret it?"

"regret!?"

Zhao Yanxi smiled slightly as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, and stretched her body.

"To be able to experience something like this even once, especially my first time, makes being a woman in this life worthwhile!"

After saying that, she immediately leaned over and asked Wenjing a question in return.

"What about you? Have you made up your mind? When are you planning to go? Do you want to come along?"

Wenjing's face flushed red instantly.

"As soon as possible."

"How fast is 'as soon as possible'?"

Now Zhao Yanxi has tasted the flavor and is eager to drag her best friend down with her.

Wenjing lowered her head, not daring to look at her, and mumbled something under her breath.

"Just... as soon as possible!"

……

At 4 p.m., after leaving the Wuhou Temple, Ding Heng and the others prepared to return to their guesthouse.

As Ding Heng drove, he talked about the next steps: "Tomorrow we'll go to Jiuzhaigou, then to Mount Siguniang, then to Dujiangyan, and finally back to Chengdu for our return trip."

Hua Qing pressed further, "What about your luggage? Can you book a room there?"

"Don't worry, I can find someone to help."

"Should Hua Yue and I split the costs?"

"We'll see. If necessary, I won't stand on ceremony with you, senior."

"it is good……"

Hua Yue sat in the back row, listening to her sister and Ding Heng's familiar conversation, and a sense of unease arose in her heart.

Something's wrong, something's very wrong.

From the moment she left home in the morning, her cousin Hua Qing sat in the passenger seat the entire time, naturally and without the slightest awkwardness.

Even though Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing aren't here today, there are still such spacious seats in the back.

Doesn't she dislike Ding Heng?

Why did you sit in the passenger seat closest to him?

And why do you respond to everything he says?

Hua Yue suddenly remembered the cosplay outfit that had been touched, and a bold idea exploded in her mind.

Wow... no way?

The car stopped at the entrance of a food street.

Hua Yue got out of the car, saying she was buying Zhao Yanxi some local snacks she had been craving for a long time.

Ding Heng also got out of the car and called Lao Zhang, who patted his chest and assured him that everything would be taken care of.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Heng suddenly remembered that he had a family gathering in a few days and needed to bring someone with him.

Who should I bring?

First, we can rule out Wenjing.

The little rabbit is too shy; she'd probably faint from nervousness if she met the parents.

Then we have to choose between Zhao Yanxi and Hua Qing.

Ding Heng glanced at Hua Qing in the passenger seat out of the corner of his eye.

Her appearance and demeanor are absolutely perfect.

Just standing there, he exudes the kind of aura that says, "Look how discerning my son is."

But she probably wouldn't want to do that.

So only Zhao Yanxi remains...

She has an outgoing and generous personality, high emotional intelligence, and can get along with anyone.

After last night's experience, she is indeed the most suitable candidate.

Ding Heng silently made up his mind about who to choose and got back into the car.

Hua Yue hadn't returned yet. Hua Qing gazed out the window, lost in thought.

After a few seconds, Hua Qing asked, "On the last day, are you going to see your dad and his girlfriend?"

Ding Heng turned to look at her: "How did you know?"

"I overheard a bit of your phone call while I was in the bathroom that day, you were in your room making a call..."

She paused, then quickly glanced at Ding Heng.

Seeing that Ding Heng didn't seem angry that she had eavesdropped, she mustered up her courage again.

"If I'm going to see your dad... what should I wear? Should I wear something formal and ordinary? Or is it that your dad would accept Hanfu?"

"You're coming with me to see my dad?"

"Am I not your girlfriend? So you need to fulfill your duties as a girlfriend..."

Hua Qing's voice grew softer and softer.

Ding Heng smiled knowingly and moved a little closer.