After Jin Ziyi left, Ruan Jinghong patted Wen Jin's back while staring at the water bottle in her hand.

She stared at it for more than half a minute without noticing how much water had decreased inside, and couldn't help but earnestly persuade.

"Teacher Wen, if you have a hot throat, you need to drink more water. Just rinse the chili peppers down."

Wen Jin did not drink water obediently as she thought, but reached out to take the bottle cap from her hand and screw it on.

"I don't feel any pain in my throat now," Wen Jin said calmly.

Ah, it got better so soon?

Ruan Jinghong stared at Wen Jin, her gaze shifting from the graceful curved neck to her dignified face, confirming that she was indeed not abnormal, which reassured her. But thinking about Wen Jin's uncomfortable appearance just now, she still feels a bit scared.

"Teacher Wen, in the future, it's better not to eat such stimulating snacks, an actress's throat cannot be hurt."

"These spicy strips, you can eat them, Jin Ziyi can it them, but I can't eat them?" Wen Jin's voice was very soft, with no trace of joy nor anger.

It's because your voice is more precious.

Ruan Jinghong muttered to herself, not arguing with Wen Jin, but changing the topic.

"Teacher Wen, since you are all right now, let's take a rest early. Would you like to take a shower first or should I?"

It's just a little over nine, rest?

Wen Jin lazily leaned onto the backrest of the sofa and sighed, "You go wash up first, my hands are sore and I don't want to move."

Hearing what Wen Jin said, Ruan Jinghong felt that if she really leaves to take a bath, it would be too heartless.

So Ruan Jinghong, who had already planned to take a shower, sat back on the sofa and asked with concern, "Teacher Wen, what's wrong with your hands? Were you too busy and tired during the day?"

Wen Jin's tone was serene, and her gaze glanced over Ruan Jinghong's plain and innocent little face. "Perhaps it was because I had carried too many things before." Then she flashed her arm.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Jinghong felt extremely guilty: Indeed, I should have carried those things. Teacher Wen's body is so precious, how could she have done such heavy work. If I hadn't read the map too slowly, Teacher Wen wouldn't have suffered for so long.

After this self-reflection, Ruan Jinghong felt even more regretful in her heart and thought about what she should do to make up for it.

"Teacher Wen, I used to give grandma massages, my hands are quite good. Do you need me to help you massage your arms?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Wen Jin's eyes, and then she regained her usual calmness.

"Yes."

She took off her coat and revealed her fair, slender, and firm arms.

Ruan Jinghong was blinded by those two shiny white arms, and subconsciously turned her head to find the location of the camera.

"Don't be afraid, I just turned off the camera." Wen Jin's voice was cold and clear, but with a hint of enchantment.

What should I be afraid of? You are the one showing your arms and not me.

Ruan Jinghong spat in her heart, but when she thought of massaging Wen Jin, she felt a little flustered.

"Teacher Wen, why don't you put on your coat first and I'll go wash my hands with warm water."

"Go ahead, this room is quite warm." Wen Jin leaned her arms on the edge of the sofa, looking even more professional than Ruan Jinghong, who was in charge of massage.

Despite that, Ruan Jinghong dared not delay. She washed and warmed her hands as quickly as possible before returning to the sofa.

At this point, Wen Jin had already put on a standard posture of waiting for a massage, and there was no need for her to command anything more.

Ruan Jinghong leaned down and moved her palm down Wen Jin's arms, from arm to elbow, from top to bottom, back and forth.

The speed of her palm movement is very slow, and when her thumb passes through each acupoint of those two arms, pressing not too light and not too hard, teasing the soreness and numbness.

Wen Jin's sore hands were just an excuse she made up casually, but now with Ruan Jinghong's skillful hands pressing like this, it really gives her a refreshing feeling.

Hmm~~Hmm~~"Wen Jin squinted her eyes and couldn't help but moan comfortably.

Ruan Jinghong's ears felt a little hot and she protested softly, "Teacher Wen, can you... not make a sound?"

Wen Jin turned her head to meet Ruan Jinghong's eyes, as the stimulation just now added a hint of rational tears to her eyes, and there seemed to be a myriad of amorous feelings flowing out of her eyes.

Ruan Jinghong's hand trembled at the sight, and for a moment, she couldn't control the force on her hands and pressed a little heavier.

"Hmm~~Hmm~~" Wen Jin's acupoints were suddenly stimulated and she groaned uncontrollably.

In the end, she looked helpless and said, "I don't want to make a sound either, but it hurts a bit."

"How about I take it easy?" Ruan Jinghong asked cautiously.

"If you do it lightly, the effect won't be good, just leave it like this,it's quite comfortable." Wen Jin rejected Ruan Jinghong's proposal.

So, in the next twenty minutes of massage, Ruan Jinghong fully felt what it means to suffer in life.

It wasn't the first time she gave a massage, but it was the first time she felt like she was acting in a restricted film.

A peerless person like Wen Jin, who looks good, has a good figure, and a wonderful voice, is now lying on the sofa, moaning under her own hands.

Even if she claims to be a straight woman of steel, it is difficult for her to feel nothing.

At this moment, Wen Jin is still a respected senior in Ruan Jinghong's heart. And this one was just a demon who came out of a silk hole to seduce people, really deadly!

Ruan Jinghong fiercely despised herself in her heart

Her uncontrolled mind ripples: Teacher Wen has been working hard for our group task all day, and now she's just asked you to massage her, but you're fantasizing here. You're really dirty!

Finally, with Wen Jin's promise, Ruan Jinghong was able to end this "torture".

'Teacher Wen, your hands are not sore now, can you go take a shower?" Ruan Jinghong looked at Wen Jin's seductive expression in front of her and almost cried in her heart.

Wen Jin lifted her arm, which had been pressed red, and shook it. "It's much more comfortable. It would be even better if we could go and soak in a hot spring at this time. Didn't the program team provide a private hot spring bath for the first placer? Let's go together."

Soak in hot springs?

A scene suddenly flashed in Ruan Jinghong's mind of the two of them wearing light and thin swimsuits, with their skin touching each other, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"Teacher Wen, just go to the hot spring alone, I won't go."

Wen Jin stared into Ruan Jinghong's eyes, her voice very calm. "You lost the card game just now."

Ruan Jinghong suddenly remembered that she had just been interrupted by Jin Ziyi's return of courtesy, and she almost forgot about this incident.

"You still owe me a request."

Ruan Jinghong: Eh?

"So accompany me to the hot spring."

Ruan Jinghong stood in the independent bathroom, letting the water flow over her through the shower, and even then, she still felt a sense of insecurity in her heart.

"Do you really want to... soak in hot springs together later."

Ruan Jinghong had been in the shower for a while, feeling a bit dizzy in the mist. It wasn't until Wen Jin asked outside the door that she quickly turned off the shower and dried herself.

"Teacher Wen, go ahead and soak first, I'll be right over."

Ruan Jinghong grew up in the south and has never experienced a public bathhouse. Even if they are both girls, it may feel a bit uncomfortable to meet each other openly in a private place like the bathing pool.

If it weren't for her losing the card game and not breaking her promise beforehand, she would never have agreed to go to the hot spring with Wen Jin.

She had done her homework before going to the variety show and knew that the hot spring bath in W town was very famous. She also prepared a swimsuit specifically for this purpose, hoping to have the opportunity to experience it on her own.

But she never expected that this opportunity to experience would come so quickly. Soaking in the hot spring also comes with a lively and fragrant top-notch beautiful teammate.

If she had known in the morning that she would be soaking in hot springs with others, she would not have prepared the current swimsuit.

But even if she regrets it now, it's already too late.

Ruan Jinghong struggled a lot on her own, before she finally put on her swimsuit and towel, and walked slowly to the hot spring.

This hot spring pool is built indoors, surrounded by rockery and forests, and the pavement is pebbles of different shades. Stepping on them bare feet has a massaging effect.

In short, the environment is good and the privacy is also excellent.

Amidst the mist, Ruan Jinghong saw that most of Wen Jin's body had already been soaked in the pool, and her long black hair was now tied up in a bun, with only a few strands of wet hair slipping onto her fair shoulders.

At this time, she was lazily leaning against the stonewall of the hot spring, looking at where she was going.

Ruan Jinghong felt a little inexplicably guilty by that meaningful gaze. She trotted two steps to the edge of the pool, untied the bath towel and sat on the stone floor, sticking out her slender and white legs to get into the water.

"Pfft!"

Wen Jin interrupted Ruan Jinghong's movements with a sneer. Ruan Jinghong looked inexplicably at Wen Jin, who was laughing out loud.

"It's nothing, I just think your swimsuit is a bit... cute."

Wen Jin managed to finish her sentence with a smile, and her eyes wandered around Ruan Jinghong's swimsuit with Peppa Pig on it.

Ruan Jinghong lowered her head following Wen Jin's gaze, feeling a little embarrassed and subconsciously covered her chest. Then she realized that this action was even more embarrassing, and simply ignored the temperature and depth of the water, and directly held the stonewall and slid into the pool, submerging most of her body into the sparkling water.

Despite the shelter of the hot spring, the bright colors of Peppa Pig still loomed in the water. Combined with Wen Jin's "malicious" gaze on the side, Ruan Jinghong always had the illusion that she had seen through her.

It's not just a swimsuit with Peppa Pig on it. It's a limited edition. What's so funny?

Ruan Jinghong angrily bit her lips and looked up, bravely facing Wen Jin's gaze, but was burned by the inexplicable overflow of doting in the other woman's eyes.

The mist in the pool was a bit too heavy, and Ruan Jinghong's eyes became wet from the smoke.

She warily took two steps back, put her back against the stonewall at the edge of the pool, pulled away from Wen Jin, and soaked in the hot spring in silence.

Looking at her timid look, Wen Jin smiled without saying a word, took a glass of orange juice prepared in advance from the pool, and drank it in small sips.

Ruan Jinghong casually turned her head and saw that the orange liquid in the transparent high legged glass was gradually decreasing, flowing along the bright red lips towards the graceful curved neck.

She couldn't help but lick her dry lips, soaking in this pool really made her thirsty.

Wen Jin noticed Ruan Jinghong's gaze, holding the foot of the glass and lifting it in front of her.

"Do you want to have a drink?"

Ruan Jinghong subconsciously shook her head fiercely. She would rather be thirsty now than go and get a drink.

"Ah."

Wen Jin chuckled lightly, without making any effort. She finished the drink in her hand, put down the glass, and walked a few steps against the pool water to Ruan Jinghong's side.

"Wen...Teacher Wen, what...what's wrong." Ruan Jinghong didn't realize that she had stuttered.

"It's nothing, I just want to compliment you on your excellent massage skills before," Wen Jin said, pulling Ruan Jinghong's hand to her waist." My waist is also a bit sore now."