Spring Again

The drizzle lasted all morning, which was simply annoying, and it stopped after a little over a little bit. The sky was gray and white, covered with a layer of smoke, the distant scenery became thick and fuzzy in this kind of weather, and the treetops and green bamboo leaves were dripping intermittently, falling down—

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. At about two o'clock, it is estimated that it will not rain anymore, and the group of people guarding the stilt building officially started work.

Ye Xiyan ran twice in a row to deliver things outside, set up equipment, and also had to take care of some trivial things. He couldn't even squeeze out the time to sit and drink in the afternoon.

The travel blog is mainly responsible for one of the outdoor live broadcasts, and the preparation work for Minxi at night is left to He Yingzheng and others. Jiang Xu worked with them for an hour or two, and then went out again to collect shooting materials in other places in the stockade.

Everyone has to work, no one is idle.

In the middle of the journey, Luo Ruqi distributed water and small snacks everywhere, bringing a large pile of things over. Luo Ruqi told everyone, "Professor Jiang bought this. Please eat it."

Ye Xiyan was puzzled: "Dr. Jiang went to town?"

"No," Luo Ruqi said, throwing a can of energy drink to her. "There is a small supermarket in the stockade, and you can buy it."

Ye Xiyan didn't intend to catch a glimpse of the contents of the bag. Most of the drinks were coffee, and the other was soda. She took a bit more of Nestle from the inside, and then asked, "Where is Doctor Jiang?"

Luo Ruqi said without looking up: "Still busy, with Xiao Chen, it should be outside the village."

The man was really, and he was running somewhere else, but he didn't move a bite, and sent a large bag of food.

Ye Xiyan didn't ask any more, and continued to do things after drinking Nestlé.

The live broadcast started at 2:30 and ended at 4:30. Shao Yunfeng and Xiao Chen were doing the finishing touches. At about five o'clock, Ye Xiyan took He Yingzheng and the others to Minxi, rushing to get there before sunset.

The hot spring museum is built on the mountain, less than two miles away from the Miao Village. Before Ye Xiyan and the others arrived, the hot spring hall had already made the corresponding arrangements. Not only did they send two staff members to greet and lead the tour, they also rearranged the venue to be used tonight.

Minxi’s hot spring museum is not too big, there are about a dozen large and small pools, and nearly half are open-air pools. The main gimmick here is the original ecology. The bamboos in the museum are dense and layered, and the green of the mountains can not be seen at a glance.

Two videos are going to be recorded tonight, one introduction video and one check-in video. The former is for travel bloggers to leave the country alone, which has to be completed before dark, while the latter is not so urgent and will be filmed later.

The introduction video was recorded for nearly two hours, and the efficiency was quite fast, and it was basically done once.

The recording of the punch-in video is more time-consuming and the shooting work is more cumbersome, but it is not in a hurry, the time is still early.

Ye Xiyan, they went to change their clothes first and came out later.

The spa has prepared uniform swimsuits and bath towels for everyone, but the colors are different.

The place to change clothes is next to the pool. It is a small house in the style of a straw shed. The configuration inside is quite complete, with bathrooms, toilets, and changing rooms all available. The changing room is not divided into cubicles, ten square meters, next to the bathroom.

Travel bloggers have changed their swimsuits a long time ago, and only Ye Xiyan and Jiang Xu came in.

Jiang Xu went to the bathroom next door for a while. He didn't know what he was doing there. He waited until Ye Xiyan was about to change.

Ye Xiyan didn't pay much attention to it. He picked up a black swimsuit and left the white one to Jiang Xu. When someone came in, he asked softly, "Don't you want to change it?"

Jiang Xu turned his back to her, took a white swimsuit, and replied slowly and unhurriedly: "I want to change it."

She said: "Look at the right size."

Jiang Xu took a look, put the swimsuit on the shelf, "almost."

The size should be no problem. The staff asked everyone the size when they came in. And considering the shooting needs of tonight, the swimsuit styles prepared separately for the team by the hot springs are more conservative, solid color, one-piece, top It is a shallow v-neck, with a half exposed back, and there is also a three to four centimeters wide seam around the waist.

It’s not appropriate to wear a tight-fitting style for hot springs. This is just right and suitable.

Knowing that the other party did not like to change swimsuits in front of others, Ye Xiyan quickly went out and left the changing room to Jiang Xu.

In the hot spring pool, travel bloggers and the others are already tampering with the camera, soaking in the water and taking pictures.

He Yingzheng and the other two boys did not go to the pool, and fiddled with the lights and reflectors on the shore, following the instructions of the travel blogger.

Ye Xiyan didn't go down to make trouble, and went into a nearby pool to soak.

After a tiring day, she was a little tired, and the skeletons all over her body were loosened, and the bubble hot water would barely feel comfortable.

It was midsummer and July. Even if it was rainy, the temperature remained high. The hot spring they came to soak in this time was definitely not the kind of hot spring that they used to soak in the winter, but the hot spring that was treated by spraying ice mist to cool down.

The water temperature is right, so it is very comfortable to soak in it.

Ye Xiyan raised his head and leaned against the huge smooth pebbles, slowly closing his eyes and resting, waiting in no hurry for the shooting next to him to end.

Those in the pool next door have been discussing how to shoot.

Originally, the style and route of this filming were set, but at the juncture, the travel blogger was dissatisfied, and always felt that there were shortcomings, and the finished product was not satisfied no matter what.

Ye Xiyan didn't understand this, and consciously couldn't help. He twisted the wet kerchief on his face and sat on his back.

After a while, she heard a familiar voice, moved a little, and lifted the veil.

Jiang Xu changed into a swimsuit and came out, sitting on the edge of the pool next door, talking about something.

Ye Xiyan looked at it in response, and suddenly saw the man's back half covered.

Triangular one-piece swimsuits have always tested the body, a little bit of fat is fat, Jiang Xu wears such a one-piece, not only does not reveal the slightest flaw, on the contrary, it shows two points of irresistible sexy.

Randomly braided strands of hair, well-proportioned lines, bee waist and back, half-hidden spine groove extending downward, and two long white legs.

It is obvious that all the women present wear the same kind of swimsuit, but they can't wear her kind of taste. At first glance, it looks very serious, but it is charming and full of femininity.

Ye Xiyan couldn't help but glanced at it without a trace.

For no reason, she remembered last night, and she recalled some scenes in a daze, the lips that almost touched, the warm breath that was close at hand...

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips, and involuntarily brushed the water in front of her, stirring up ripples that were difficult to smooth.

The water in the pool sprayed with ice mist is still warm and warm.

Ye Xiyan slapped his face with water and put aside these strange distracting thoughts.

At the same moment, Jiang Xu came from next door and entered this pool.

"Ye Xiyan."

The other party called her.

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