Chapter 287: Meeting Shen Jiaqing Again

After leaving the scene, Wu Yue'er could finally no longer suppress the intense laughter surging within her heart.

She hooked her arm through Shen Yan's, laughing until she swayed like a flower in the wind, emitting a series of crisp, melodious "hee-hee" sounds.

"Hubby, you were so manly just now, coming right up and forcing a kiss on me."

Shen Yan did not agree; Wu Yue'er hadn't even made a move to resist, so it was a load of crap to call it a forced kiss. He reached out and touched her lips, which were now slightly dry.

After just a few seconds of contact, her lips were coated with a protective film, crystal clear and bright.

The lip balm was peach-flavored.

The fragrance was pleasant.

The only flaw was that it wasn't distributed very evenly.

So, Wu Yue'er used the lip balm to coat a circle around Shen Yan's lips, then pressed them together.

Now the entire set of lips was crystal clear and bright, with no need to worry about dehydration.

On the way to the visitor center, the sun peeled away from the thick clouds, transforming into a gentle painter, lightly rendering color onto all things in the world with golden light.

The sweetgum trees on both sides of the road rose from the ground, their red maple leaves swaying gracefully in the sunlight. In this scene, Wu Yue'er chirped like a lark, her peach-blossom eyes overflowing with an excited glow.

"Hubby, those people just now didn't know our relationship. Do you think anyone will follow suit and try it out for themselves... hee hee hee! It would be a disaster if they got caught and treated like a pervert."

Shen Yan shrugged: "That uncle might actually do it. Why don't you follow him and record the whole thing? It might end up being tomorrow's front-page headline."

"Oh! You are just rotten to the core!"

"If a man isn't bad, a woman won't love him, right?"

"Hee hee, I just like how you're a bit bad."

Arriving at the visitor center, they bought their tickets; the adult price was 40, and with a student ID, it was only 25.

Afterward, the two entered the scenic area from the North Gate.

It just so happened that there were all kinds of shops at the North Gate entrance, as well as a Hanfu rental shop. Inside, Wu Yue'er rented a long white dress and a sword.

Additionally, there was a camera shop nearby that provided digital camera rental services, so they rented one of those as well.

Baizhangji was officially rated as a National 4A Scenic Area last year. Located at the peak of a mountain hundreds of meters above sea level, it appears as a V-shaped deep gorge. The torrent upstream of the waterfall rushes into the hundred-zhang deep valley, forming a terraced waterfall group with the first stage being a hundred zhang high, the second stage a hundred zhang deep, and the third stage a hundred zhang wide.

To be honest, coming to see a waterfall in the dead of winter isn't a great choice. The water pours down from high above, and the air is filled with mist; if you aren't careful, you'll get soaked to the bone, feeling refreshed and chilled to the heart.

Even raincoats are just for show.

So, even on holidays, there aren't many tourists here. Looking around, there are only a few dozen scattered people.

Entering the scenic area from the North Gate and walking down the slope, the two arrived at a large platform. Directly in front was Baizhang Yiji, the highest single-body waterfall in China, standing two hundred meters tall. The water outlet is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, forming a deep gorge in the middle.

Shen Yan looked up; the waterfall was like a huge white silk ribbon, pouring down from the mountain top, forming a dazzling beaded curtain that shimmered with crystal-clear brilliance in the sunlight.

At this very moment, Shen Yan personally experienced the pugilistic world from the writings of Jin Yong, the waterfall in a martial arts story.

If the mountain does not come to me, I shall go to the mountain.

"Wow! It's so beautiful here!" Wu Yue'er couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

She immediately took off her heavy down jacket and changed into a flowing, fairy-like long white dress. This attire set off her skin, which was white with a rosy tint, and her exquisite features, while her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Wu Yue'er styled her hair like the fairy sister Little Dragon Maiden and tied a white ribbon to the ends. As the breeze blew, her hair fluttered in the wind, adding a touch of agility and elegance to her.

Coupled with her deliberate imitation of an otherworldly demeanor, Wu Yue'er exuded a transcendent temperament, beautiful enough to take one's breath away, just like the Little Dragon Maiden stepping out of a Jin Yong novel.

Pretty as the peach blossoms of spring, pure as the chrysanthemums of late autumn.

That was about the extent of it.

The surrounding tourists couldn't help but cast amazed glances; she was truly beautiful.

Shen Yan couldn't help but plant a kiss on her delicate, flawless cheek. Wu Yue'er wiped her face with disgust and scolded: "What a rude person! How dare you be so insolent to this fairy?"

"Heh! It's fairies that I like to profane."

Hearing this, Shen Yan smirked and kissed her face a few more times.

In this situation, what Shen Yan understood most deeply was why everyone hates a Dragon Knight, yet hates that they aren't a Dragon Knight themselves. Just by imagining it, the desire in his heart burned like a wildfire on the prairie, impossible to contain.

Sensing the blazing fire dancing in Shen Yan's eyes, Wu Yue'er smiled sweetly, her eyes charming and seductive as she said: "Hubby, do you think I look really hot dressed like this? If so, I'll buy a matching outfit later, and then you can do whatever you want."

Shen Yan gave her an approving look, and Wu Yue'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

So men have this kind of hobby.

Got it, got it!

After changing her outfit, Wu Yue'er couldn't wait to approach the pavilion at the bottom of the waterfall.

She had thought the waterfall was shocking enough already, but it wasn't until she stood in front of it and opened her arms that she saw the hundred-zhang-high waterfall pouring down like the Milky Way, smashing against the stone walls, crashing into the water, shattering into mist, and riding the free wind to rush passionately toward her face.

Only then did she personally experience the majesty and softness of nature.

Wu Yue'er slowly drew the long sword in her hand, lunged to the side, and struck a dashing pose, followed by a series of dazzling movements.

Shen Yan stood there snapping away, click-click.

Focusing, adjusting the light, blurring the background...

Having been with Hao Anqi for so long, through constant exposure, Shen Yan's operation of the digital camera could be called masterful.

By the time Wu Yue'er returned to Shen Yan's side, her image had been ruined by the water mist; strands of her hair were plastered wetly against her face, her clothes were covered in water droplets, and quite a bit of moisture had even seeped inside.

But her eyes were filled with excitement and satisfaction.

When she saw the fairy-like photos and the cinematic-feeling videos on the camera, she was instantly overjoyed.

They were shot so well.

Her movements revealed a hint of martial arts charm; the only flaw was that her technique was a bit clumsy, failing to fully capture the agile and elegant posture of the Little Dragon Maiden.

Shen Yan didn't mind: "I'll edit it later, I guarantee it will highlight the demeanor of a master."

"Shen Yan?"

Just as the two were looking at the camera, an abrupt and familiar voice sounded from beside them.

Shen Yan instinctively turned his head to look.

A figure with a dignified appearance, thick eyebrows, and large eyes stood there.

It was none other than his cousin, Shen Jiaqing.

Besides, standing next to Shen Jiaqing was a petite and exquisite girl.

She had a sweet appearance, and in terms of beauty, she was no less than a seven out of ten.

Uh...

Shen Yan was slightly stunned.

He had not expected to run into acquaintances here, and of all people, Wu Yue'er was standing right next to him.

How was he supposed to explain this?

Wu Yue'er naturally recognized Shen Jiaqing, and in her panic, she subconsciously looked at Shen Yan.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yan's expression was calm and unruffled.

It was like a tranquil lake.

Inexplicably, Wu Yue'er's state of mind became peaceful in an instant.

Since Shen Yan was not worried, what did she have to be concerned about?