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

The three walked to the edge of the viewing platform, held onto the railing, and looked at the sea.

Ding Heng suddenly reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind Wen Jing's ear.

Wenjing blushed slightly and lowered her head.

Zhao Yanxi snorted: "Tsk, Brother Ding Heng, you're being biased. I want some too."

She tilted her head back and leaned closer to Ding Heng.

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated, and reached out to ruffle her hair haphazardly.

"Alright, alright."

"Hmph, just going through the motions."

Zhao Yanxi pouted, but didn't seem to mind Ding Heng's differential treatment.

The three continued riding, stopping frequently to take photos, drink water, and enjoy the scenery.

By the time we got back to the guesthouse, it was almost six o'clock. The sun was beginning to set.

"Go take a shower first, then we'll go out for dinner!"

Zhao Yanxi was the first to rush into the room, rummaged through her suitcase for clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Wenjing sat on the edge of the bed, bending down to tidy her hair which had been ruffled by the wind.

Ding Heng reached out and put his arm around her shoulder again.

"Tired?"

"Fortunately."

Wenjing leaned on Ding Heng's shoulder.

The sound of water came from the bathroom. Through the frosted glass, Zhao Yanxi's figure could be vaguely seen, her blurry curves swaying on the glass.

Wenjing glanced at it, then quickly looked away.

Ding Heng whispered in her ear, "Want to shower together?"

Wenjing raised her hand and gently pushed him.

"Stop it..."

"No trouble."

Ding Heng chuckled softly and didn't continue.

The bathroom door opened, and Zhao Yanxi walked out, wrapped in a white bath towel, her two bare, long legs dazzlingly white.

"Who's going to wash? The water's hot."

Wenjing stood up, picked up her pajamas, and quickly walked into the bathroom.

The door closed, and the sound of water resumed.

Zhao Yanxi sat down next to Ding Heng and turned her head to look at him.

"Brother Ding Heng."

"Ok?"

"Have you been staring at my legs all day?"

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

"Have."

Zhao Yanxi said confidently, "Do you think I didn't see it?"

Ding Heng reached out and pinched her chin: "What, aren't your legs for me to see?"

Zhao Yanxi smiled slyly: "You won't be watching for nothing!"

She leaned closer, her lips touching Ding Heng's earlobe.

"They charge a fee."

How much will it cost?

Ding Heng slid his large hand from her chin to her collarbone, hooking his fingertips around the edge of the bath towel and gently pulling it down.

The bath towel was a little loose, revealing a deeper curve.

Zhao Yanxi didn't dodge; instead, she leaned forward, making it easier for Ding Heng's hand to reach her.

"We'll collect the fee together when Xiaojing comes out."

Her voice was soft, just as the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

The door opened, and Wenjing came out. She saw Zhao Yanxi leaning on Ding Heng's shoulder and instinctively looked away.

"Come here, I'll help you blow it."

Ding Heng stood up and picked up the hair dryer.

Wenjing sat obediently, and Ding Heng stood behind her, running his fingers through her hair as the hot air blew.

Zhao Yanxi also came over and wrapped her arms around Wenjing's waist from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder.

"Xiao Jingjing, your hair smells so good."

"It's freshly washed, of course it smells good..."

Wenjing muttered a complaint in a low voice.

The sound of the hairdryer echoed in the room. None of the three spoke, and the atmosphere was quiet yet ambiguous.

…………

We had dinner in the old town at 8 p.m.

The three of them went to a restaurant with Bai ethnic characteristics and sat on the second floor by the window. Below was a stone-paved road with people coming and going.

After dinner, the three of them strolled around the ancient city.

Zhao Yanxi wanted to go inside and look at everything she saw. She would try on silver bracelets one minute and smell flower-scented cakes the next, like a restless cat.

Wenjing followed behind her, occasionally being pulled along for photos.

While browsing through a tie-dye shop, Zhao Yanxi took a fancy to a dress with a light blue base and white patterns, which was very simple and elegant.

"Xiao Jingjing, try this."

She shoved the dress into Wenjing's hands and pushed her toward the fitting room.

"Me? I won't..."

"Just give it a try! It doesn't cost any money."

Wenjing couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she went into the fitting room.

A few minutes later, the door opened and Wenjing came out.

Wenjing is indeed very suitable for ethnic minority costumes; when she wears them, she looks serene and elegant.

Zhao Yanxi looked her up and down and nodded in satisfaction.

"It looks great! I'll buy it!"

Around 10 o'clock, the three of them started walking back.

When we got back to the guesthouse, the moon had already risen.

"So beautiful..."

Wenjing stood on the terrace and sighed softly.

Zhao Yanxi hugged her from behind.

"Little Jingjing".

"Ok?"

Are you happy today?

"happy."

Her tone was very firm.

Zhao Yanxi and Ding Heng's special companionship today made her feel incredibly valued.

Ding Heng came out of the house carrying three cups of tea, and handed one to each of them.

The three people stood side by side on the terrace.

Zhao Yanxi spoke first: "Brother Ding Heng."

"Ah."

"Where do you think we should go tomorrow?"

Where do you want to go?

"Hmm... Going to Shuanglang? I heard it's really beautiful there."

"Row."

"What about you, Jingjing?"

"I can do it."

"Then it's settled."

Zhao Yanxi clapped her hands, as if she had made some important decision.

The three of them stood there for a while longer, and then Zhao Yanxi started to yawn.

"I'm sleepy, time for bed!"

She turned and walked into the house, but after a couple of steps she turned back and winked at Ding Heng: "Brother Ding Heng, how are you going to sleep tonight?"

Ding Heng teased, "How do you want to sleep?"

Zhao Yanxi smiled ambiguously: "How else can we sleep? Let's just sleep together as usual... but we need to save our energy for tomorrow."

Wenjing lowered her head and didn't say anything.