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

In the past, she always felt that her brother spent too little time with her, and wished she could take all the time that was given to her sisters-in-law.

Today, Ding Heng got exactly what she wanted, playing games with her in various ways from afternoon to evening.

Only then did Pema realize that greed is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant!

Ding Heng initially promised to take her away from the villa after she changed her clothes, and she barely managed to hold on.

As a result, she left the villa and continued playing games at the hotel, which led to her even losing consciousness at one point.

In her last remaining consciousness, she only remembered lying on the bed, mumbling pleas for mercy.

The water in the bathtub started to cool, but Baima was too lazy to move until the bathroom door was pushed open.

Ding Heng walked in, smiling as he looked at Bai Ma, who was submerged in the bathtub.

"Is it ready yet? If you soak it any longer, your skin will wrinkle."

Bai Ma looked at Ding Heng pitifully.

"Brother... I'm so tired..."

Ding Heng ignored him, bent down, reached into the water, and pulled Bai Ma out.

Water splashed everywhere, and Bai Ma instinctively wrapped her arms around Ding Heng's neck, pressing her wet body against his chest, her short sleeves instantly soaked.

Ding Heng didn't mind, grabbed a dry bath towel, wrapped Bai Ma up completely, and put her on the chair.

The movements weren't exactly gentle, but they were very efficient.

He started rubbing from the shoulders, then the back, arms, and sides...

The soft fleece of the high-end bath towel gently wiped away the remaining water droplets on Baima's body.

Bai Ma remained still, occasionally shrugging her shoulders slightly when her skin was scratched, without making a sound.

Finally, Ding Heng picked Bai Ma up and carried her out of the bathroom, placing her on the sofa in the living room. He then grabbed a dry towel and draped it over her wet head, rubbing it a couple of times.

"Dry your hair first, so you don't catch a cold."

Baima nestled on the sofa, tilting her head back to look pitifully at the man in front of her again, her voice soft and sweet, hoping to evoke some sympathy from him.

"Brother... I'm really tired... I know I was wrong... I'll never dare to say anything carelessly again... The message I sent you just now was really just a joke!"

Now, Baima has clearly realized his mistake.

She shouldn't have provoked him, thus arousing his strong possessiveness.

Now, she is no different from any other woman; she is merely a pet kept by a man, without blood ties or laws, and called "Little Sister."

Seeing that Baima was sincere and her tone was genuine, Ding Heng reached out and pulled her back into his arms.

"Brother..."

Bai Ma thought the game was going to continue, but Ding Heng just breathed softly in her ear and fed her a pill to restore her strength as usual.

"Don't worry, I'll just give you a hug."

"Thank you, brother..."

Bai Ma obediently swallowed the pill, and seeing that Ding Heng still didn't make any further moves, she finally relaxed.

After a period of quiet, the little girl began to regain her strength and suddenly became restless again.

She took the initiative to put her arms around Ding Heng's waist, buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, and tentatively asked, "Brother... why did you come all the way to see me today?"

Ding Heng rested his chin on her head: "I miss my most, most, most, most, most adorable little sister, is that not allowed?"

Baima snuggled closer to him: "That's it?"

"Otherwise what? What complicated reasons do you need?"

"Well……"

Baima lifted her face from Ding Heng's arms. Her round, bright eyes still held some weariness, but the restless light within them had already returned.

She straightened up, leaned close to Ding Heng's ear, and spoke with a hint of provocation in her tone.

"You naughty brother. Actually, I... still have energy."

…………

When Baima woke up again, it was almost noon the next day.

She groggily turned over, picked up her phone, and started scrolling through short videos while sprawled on the bed.

After getting tired of watching videos, she finally got up slowly, washed up quickly, and left the bedroom for the living room.

"woke up?"

Ding Heng was squatting on the living room floor, with two large backpacks spread out in front of him.

A row of equipment was neatly stacked on the coffee table next to it... drones, cameras, lenses, power banks, satellite phones, and even a small generator.

Baima leaned closer and asked, "Brother, what are you doing with all this?"

Ding Heng zipped up his backpack and straightened up: "Let's go to Hoh Xil."

Baima was stunned.

"Didn't you want to go?"

Ding Heng said in a calm tone, "Let's go, while I have some free time these next couple of days."

Baima's eyes widened in surprise: "Really?!"

Why would I lie to you?

"But……"

Pema asked hesitantly, "What about my mother's side?"

"It's all taken care of."

Ding Heng interrupted, "Don't worry, it's just the two of us this time, no outsiders will bother us!"

Baima remained silent for several seconds.

She suddenly realized that Ding Heng's appearance in her room yesterday was not a spur-of-the-moment decision to come and "play games" with her, but rather a convenient stop to pick her up.

The so-called "game" was nothing more than a small amount of interest collected on the side.

Bai Ma quickly turned back to her bedroom, extremely excited.

"Brother, wait a moment while I change my clothes!"

"hurry up."

"okay!"

In less than ten minutes, Baima quickly changed into a light windbreaker, tied her hair into a neat high ponytail, and looked full of energy.

The two went to the airport first, took a plane to Golmud, and then got into an off-road vehicle that Quzhen had arranged in advance, heading south.

The tall buildings recede into the distance, revealing rolling hills and open valleys. The sky grows increasingly blue, and the clouds hang lower and lower.

Baima was sitting in the passenger seat. At first, she was in good spirits and kept chattering away, but soon she suffered from altitude sickness and had to start using oxygen.

Ding Heng sneered, "Are you even a local? You got altitude sickness the moment you arrived!"

"It's all your fault, brother. You used up too much energy last night."

Baima retaliated, finding a somewhat acceptable reason for herself.

"If you really can't take it anymore, take a break."

Ding Heng stopped teasing her and reassured her, "I'll call you when we get there."

"Well……"

Bai Ma mumbled something and fell into a deep sleep, leaning against the car window.

After an unknown amount of time, Baima was awakened by a jolt.

When I opened my eyes, the scenery outside the window had completely changed.

The asphalt road disappeared, and under the wheels was a path of gravel and sand, with two deep ruts stretching into the distance.

Baima sat up straight and rubbed her eyes: "Where are we?"

"We've entered the rest area, let's grab a bite to eat first."

Ding Heng looked ahead: "We'll camp in the wild tonight, and we can enter the core area after passing the protection station tomorrow."

Baima asked in surprise, "Brother, you've even gotten in touch with the nature reserve?"

"I had someone take care of the formalities before I came."

Ding Heng joked, "With proper registration and all the necessary approvals, we're qualified to conduct scientific research!"

Entering the protected area was a troublesome matter. Ding Heng had to go through a lot of trouble to find connections to help him, and at least on the surface, he still had to honestly abide by the rules.

While surprised, Baima suddenly felt that as long as she asked, her brother seemed capable of doing anything, even if she wanted the stars in the sky...

Of course, she also needs to pay a tiny, insignificant price!

There's a Sichuan restaurant in the rest area; it's not very big, but the food is pretty good.

The owner is from Sichuan and married a Tibetan woman. He has been running a restaurant on this old road for more than ten years, and the truck drivers and backpackers who come and go are all regular customers.

After ordering their food, Baima buried her head in her rice, eating with great focus.

At high altitudes, one's appetite may be diminished, but the Sichuan cuisine at this restaurant is perfectly balanced in its sour and spicy flavors, making it very appetizing.

Baima ate a full bowl of rice, then put down her chopsticks with satisfaction, leaned back in her chair, and let out a long sigh.

Ding Heng had a poor appetite and only drank the soup slowly.

The proprietress sat behind the counter with her child in her arms, glancing at them every now and then with a curious look in her eyes.

Ding Heng smiled and joked, "They probably think you're a kid, and it's probably the first time they've seen such a young backpacker."

"Go! Go! Go……"

Bai Ma pouted and looked back.

The little girl was about five or six years old, with two typical rosy cheeks from the high altitude, and big, round, bright black eyes.

She nestled on her mother's shoulder, nibbling on her fingers as she curiously observed Baima.