Chapter 154: The Women's Swimsuit Competition

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Ding Heng teased, "Well, so you're still worried about the allowance you lost?"

"Of course!"

Baima retorted confidently, "Going from 50,000 to 5,000 in a month is a huge hole!"

Ding Heng took out his phone, pretending to dial: "How about I call Aunt Qu Zhen and ask her to patch up the hole for you?"

"No, no, no!"

Baima grabbed Ding Heng's phone, a smile spreading across her face: "Brother, look, we're partners now. You help me cover up my faking illness, and I'll cover for you. Isn't that great!"

Ding Heng chuckled and sighed, "What kind of cover are you talking about?"

Baima gestured towards the backyard with her chin and lowered her voice, "The three sisters-in-law are living peacefully together. Isn't this cover important? We both have dirt on each other now!"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated: "You consider this leverage?"

"Why doesn't it count?"

Bai Ma stood ramrod straight, hands on her hips: "If I tell Uncle Ding, do you think he'll punish you?"

Ding Heng was too lazy to argue with her, so he reached out and patted her head lightly: "Alright, stop making a fuss."

"Ouch!"

Pema covered her head, about to protest, when the backyard gate was pushed open.

Zhao Yanxi walked at the front, holding a freshly broken red plum blossom in her hand, her smile more radiant than the flower itself.

"Brother Ding Heng! There are plum blossoms in your backyard!"

She skipped and hopped over, holding the red plum blossoms up in front of Ding Heng.

"Is it pretty?"

"nice."

"Are the flowers prettier or am I prettier?"

"Stop being sarcastic..."

Ding Heng took the flowers and casually placed them in the vase in the entryway: "Is everything tidied up?"

Zhao Yanxi nodded and began making arrangements: "We can leave anytime!"

Baima stepped forward and asked, "Where are you going, sister-in-law?"

"Would you like to go to the hot springs, Pema?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Baima readily agreed and quickly ran upstairs: "Wait for me to change my clothes!"

The black van in the garage could seat just six people.

Ding Heng acted as the driver, Hua Qing sat in the passenger seat, and the four girls in the back seat were neither crowded nor empty.

The car drove out of the villa area and first arrived at the old street in the suburbs.

Ding Heng slowed down and glanced out the window. His grandparents' convenience store was half-open, with red lanterns hanging at the entrance, the festive atmosphere of the New Year still lingering.

Wenjing asked softly, "Would you like to go inside and sit for a while?"

Ding Heng shook his head: "No need, we're in a hurry."

When Hua Qing and Zhao Yanxi went to see their maternal grandparents at this time, they had to pretend to be "ordinary friends," which inevitably led to awkwardness.

The car continued driving forward, and the houses on both sides of the road became increasingly sparse, while the fields became more and more numerous.

After driving for about forty minutes, the navigation indicated that we were about to arrive at our destination.

Lingxiang is called a county seat, but it's actually more like a larger town.

Although it has some tourism resources, the development is very average, and even the high-end hot spring hotels feel cheap.

The main street is not long, and most of the houses on both sides are three or four-story self-built houses with white ceramic tiles on the exterior walls. Some of them also have signs that read "XX Hotel" or "XX Local Cuisine Restaurant".

There weren't many pedestrians on the street, and occasionally an electric scooter would drive by.

Zhao Yanxi's booked hot spring guesthouse is located at the western end of Lingxiang County, which is more than 20 minutes away by car.

Ding Heng asked curiously, "How did you decide to choose this location?"

Zhao Yanxi said proudly, "I saw online bloggers' reviews, and this newly opened private hot spring guesthouse is particularly good."

Ding Heng chuckled: "You believe online reviews?"

Zhao Yanxi retorted, unconvinced: "What if it's really good?"

Gradually, the road became narrower and narrower, and the houses on both sides were mostly three or four-story self-built houses with white ceramic tiles or mosaics on the exterior walls and colorful signs.

Occasionally you can see a few antique-style buildings, but the workmanship is rough, and they look like they were rushed out in recent years.

Zhao Yanxi peered out the car window, her anticipation gradually fading.

"This... seems a little different from what I saw online..."

"It's not too late to turn around now. Shall we go to the hot spring hotel in the county?"

"don't want!"

Zhao Yanxi stubbornly insisted, "Since we're already here!"

The car drove through the main road of the county town, turned onto a side road, and after driving for a few more minutes, a bamboo forest appeared ahead.

Deep in the bamboo forest, several white-walled and gray-tiled buildings are faintly visible.

The car stopped at the entrance, and everyone got out.

The guesthouse was better than I expected; at least it looked clean.

The white walls were newly painted, and the black tiles were newly laid. A wooden plaque hung above the door, with the four characters "Tangquan Yaju" written on it.

The receptionist was a young woman with a professional smile.

Zhao Yanxi gave the reservation information, the receptionist flipped through the registration book a few times, and looked up.

"Ms. Zhao, right? Three rooms for two nights, already reserved for you."

Zhao Yanxi took the room key and began assigning rooms.

"Ding Heng, Xiao Jingjing, and I share a room, while Hua Qing and Hua Yue share a room..."

She counted the heads and then looked at the room key in her hand.

Does Baima live alone?

After all, Baima is only a high school student, so Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but worry.

Baima blinked and stood obediently without saying a word.

Hua Qing spoke up at the right moment: "Let Hua Yue stay alone, and Bai Ma can share a room with me."

Zhao Yanxi glanced at Hua Qing, then at Bai Ma, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

She had wanted to ask this for a long time: how did Baima and Huaqing meet?

Hua Qing not only made Hanfu for her, but now she also takes the initiative to share a room with her, making her cousin Hua Yue feel like an outsider.

After the rooms were assigned, everyone went to settle their luggage.

Zhao Yanxi lagged a step behind and leaned closer to Baima, asking curiously, "Baima, do you know Sister Hua Qing?"

Baima calmly replied, "Yes, I know him. My brother recommended him!"

"Your brother?"

"I wanted to try Hanfu, so I asked my brother if he knew anyone knowledgeable about it, and he recommended Sister Hua Qing to me."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Yanxi glanced between Hua Qing and Bai Ma, then didn't ask any further questions.

At the end of the second-floor corridor, there are three rooms side by side.

Ding Heng and Zhao Yanxi were quietly sitting at the very back. The room wasn't large, and the decor was Japanese-style, with tatami mats, a low table, and sliding doors...

But upon closer inspection, you can see that the wood is veneered, the paper door is plastic, and there are price tags that haven't been completely removed from the corners of the walls.

Overall, it was fairly clean, and the view from the balcony was decent, offering a view of the distant green hillsides and a clear blue sky.

Zhao Yanxi threw her bag on the bed, rolled around on the tatami, and exclaimed, "It's alright, it's better than I expected!"

Ding Heng placed his suitcase in the corner: "Didn't you say it was a newly opened upscale guesthouse?"

"It looks pretty high-end in the promotional photos..."

Zhao Yanxi lay on the bed, swinging her legs: "Who knew the actual product would be like this... But it doesn't matter, the important thing is the hot spring!"

She turned around, got up, opened the large bag she had brought, and began taking things out.

Colorful swimsuits, one on top of another, covered half the bed.

Wenjing leaned closer and glanced at them: "Yanxi, how many pieces did you bring?"

"Not many, just seven or eight pieces. I also brought some for you, so you can wear them in rotation these next few days."

Zhao Yanxi unfolded the swimsuits one by one, red, black, white, bikinis, one-piece, two-piece, a dazzling sight.

"How about this one?"

She picked up a black bikini, two triangular pieces of fabric connected by a thin string, as simple as it could be.

Wenjing blushed upon seeing this: "Aren't you cold wearing this?"

"The hot spring pool isn't cold."

Zhao Yanxi put the bikini aside and picked up a white one-piece swimsuit with a side slit that went up to her thigh.

"What about this one?"

"good."

"Then bring them all!"

Zhao Yanxi quickly stuffed several swimsuits into a waterproof bag, saying, "Don't worry about it too much, you'll have to take them all off anyway."

"you……"

She would have been better off not mentioning it, because the moment she did, Wenjing became even more embarrassed and instinctively looked at the man.

Ding Heng was standing on the balcony gazing at the scenery, seemingly oblivious to their conversation.

……

In another room, Hua Qing and Bai Ma packed their things.

Because of the tight schedule, Baima didn't bring much luggage.

He put his small backpack on the bedside table and took out his phone, charger, earphones, and a few bags of snacks.

Baima turned to Huaqing and asked, "Sister-in-law, did you bring your swimsuit?"

Hua Qing nodded: "I brought it."

"What kind is it? Let me see!"

Hua Qing took out a dark blue one-piece swimsuit from the box. The style was conservative, with a skirt-like design that made it look a bit old-fashioned.

Baima took it, looked at it, and then handed it back to her: "Sister-in-law, are you wearing this?"

"What's wrong?"

"well……"

Baima sighed, "Sister-in-law, your style is too plain; it's not competitive at all."

"What kind of competitiveness?"

"Do you know what styles of bags that other woman carries?"

On the way here, Zhao Yanxi had already shown Baima her swimsuit photos, and the level of exposure... Hua Qing's old-fashioned style couldn't compare at all.

"Why argue about this?"

Hua Qing blushed slightly, put her swimsuit on the bed, and turned to continue packing her luggage.

Baima's tone seemed to express disappointment and frustration: "Sister-in-law, men are all visual creatures. If you don't fight for it, someone else will!"

"Oh……"

Hua Qing's response remained indifferent.

"And not to be rude, but your greatest strength, sister-in-law, is your elegance; as for your figure, it's already..."

Baima turned and walked out, then earnestly instructed, "I won't say anymore. I'm going out to take a look. Sister-in-law, you can think about it yourself."

Hua Qing stood frozen by the bed, folding and unfolding the dark blue swimsuit, her expression hesitant.

She could understand the subtext of Baima's final words.

Because of the demands of dance training, her figure appears thinner compared to Zhao Yanxi, not to mention her incredibly exaggerated quietness!

Everyone has their own style when it comes to everyday clothes, but once you put on a swimsuit, the difference becomes especially obvious, and the old-fashioned swimsuit I brought with me is a real drag.

In the end, Hua Qing was persuaded by Bai Ma and took out her phone to call the front desk.

"Hello, this is the front desk. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Can you provide swimsuits?"

"Excuse me, miss..."

-

Around noon, the group prepared to go out for lunch.

The receptionist enthusiastically recommended, "There's a restaurant in town that's especially famous for its black pork; many tourists come specifically to eat there. It's about a ten-minute walk. Shall I give you directions?"

Zhao Yanxi nodded: "When you come to Lingxiang, you have to try the black pork! Let's go!"

The group walked along the main street.

The main street outside the guesthouse is not long. Because of the Chinese New Year, most of the shops on both sides were closed, except for a few local specialty shops and a small supermarket.

The restaurant was located at the east end of the street. It wasn't a large storefront, but the signboard read "Old Liu's Black Pork" in big characters.

Pushing open the door, I found the place quite lively, with most of the seven or eight tables occupied.

The waiter led them into a small private room, where a round table could seat just six people.

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing naturally took their places on either side of Ding Heng, while the others sat down at their own pace.

Zhao Yanxi picked up the menu and began ordering.

"One serving of black pork, please! One serving of cured pork, please! And also that blood duck, spicy and sour chicken giblets, stir-fried dried tofu..."

She rattled off a long list of dishes like reciting a menu, then looked at everyone: "Look, what else do you want?"

Ding Heng will definitely pay for this meal; she doesn't want her man to spend too much money...

The waiter cleared away the menu, and Zhao Yanxi rested her chin on her hand, looking at Ding Heng: "Brother Ding Heng, are you going to the hot springs tonight?"

"Since we're already here, we might as well take a bath."

"Then I want to share a pool with you, and with Xiao Jingjing too!"

Zhao Yanxi announced it openly and generously, completely unconcerned about the people around her.

Wenjing blushed slightly, lowered her head to drink water, and pretended not to hear.

Hua Yue rolled her eyes and continued looking at her phone.

Hua Qing remained expressionless, her fingers lightly touching the rim of the teacup.

Bai Ma blinked, looked at Zhao Yanxi, then at Ding Heng, then at Hua Qing, and a smile curved her lips.

She suddenly spoke up: "Sister-in-law!"

Zhao Yanxi turned her head reflexively: "Huh?"

Bai Ma Chong waved to her: "Sister-in-law, come sit here, I have something to tell you."

"OK!"

Zhao Yanxi got up and walked to Baima's side, while Hua Qing looked at the empty space next to Ding Heng, hesitating.

Baima said naturally, "Sister Huaqing, please sit down first, let me chat with my sister-in-law."

"Oh... okay."

Hua Qing was stunned for a moment, then got up and sat down next to Ding Heng.

Zhao Yanxi didn't think much of it and sat down next to Baima: "What's wrong?"

Baima whispered something in her ear, which made Zhao Yanxi laugh.

Hua Qing continued to quietly drink her tea, her mind wandering...

Was Pema doing this on purpose?

Of all the sisters-in-law, was Baima the one who liked her the most?

If that's the case, should we give her another gift?

Just as Hua Qing was pondering, a hand suddenly covered her thigh from under the table.

Hua Qing's body stiffened slightly.

Ding Heng's palm was warm. He placed it lightly on the outside of Hua Qing's thigh and began to move slowly. His fingertips slid from above her knee to the middle of her thigh and then slowly back down, without any rush.

Hua Qing gripped the teacup tightly, trying her best to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor...

As the dishes were served one after another, everyone began to eat, but Ding Heng's hands under the table never stopped, while Hua Qing's eating became slower and slower.

Her slender legs had been played with by Ding Heng more than once, and the man knew exactly what sensitive spots were on her thighs.

"Sister Hua Qing, why aren't you eating?"

Zhao Yanxi's voice suddenly rang out.

Hua Qing looked up, her expression still aloof: "Oh... eating."

She picked up a piece of green vegetable, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Ding Heng suddenly increased the pressure under the table and gently pinched the inside of her thigh.

Hua Qing almost bit her tongue, and a blush finally appeared on her face.

Baima noticed her unusual expression and deliberately asked, "Sister Huaqing, why is your face red?"

"It's a bit hot."

Hua Qing picked up her teacup, took a sip, and tried her best to make her voice sound normal.

Bai Ma said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions.

Ding Heng didn't go too far in the end. He gently placed his hand on her leg and lightly tapped her knee with his fingers.

Hua Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a vague sense of emptiness, as if something was missing...

Back at the guesthouse, Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing went to Hua Yue's room to change clothes.

Hua Yue took out a dark gray one-piece swimsuit from her backpack. The style was simple, and it covered up everything that needed to be covered.

She quickly changed, stood in front of the mirror, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Wenjing, Zhao Yanxi, are you done yet?"

"Soon..."

A few seconds later, the door opened.

Wenjing was the first to walk out, wearing a white one-piece swimsuit that Zhao Yanxi had chosen for her.

The swimsuit has a side slit that extends from the ribs all the way to the top of the thigh, clearly revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

The fabric at the chest was stretched taut, and the amazing curves made it seem as if it might burst at any moment.

Her waist was cinched extremely thin, creating a stark contrast with her chest.

Two legs were exposed from the slit, dazzlingly white, with plump and soft thighs, smooth lines in the calves, and a cute pink tinge at the knees.

She covered her chest with one hand and clutched her bra strap with the other, her face flushed red.

"W-Wouldn't that be too revealing...?"

Hua Yue stared in disbelief, and it took her a long time to finally manage to utter a single sentence.

"Wenjing, are you here to soak in the hot springs or to have a photoshoot?"

"Yan hope said this looks good..."

"You believe everything she says?"

Wenjing lowered her head and tugged at the hem of her swimsuit shyly.

Zhao Yanxi was still selecting items, comparing them one by one.

Her favorite piece was a lace maid swimsuit. It had a lot of fabric, but it was full of sensuality, and it was paired with a pair of white stockings.

Hua Yue stepped forward and asked, "This...is this wearable?"

"Why not?"

Zhao Yanxi said matter-of-factly, "We're not showing it to outsiders!"

She pulled out another one, a light blue one-piece swimsuit with a cutout design on the waist, the fabric so thin it was almost transparent.

"This one looks good too!"

Wenjing looked at the colorful fabric on the bed and didn't know what to say.

Zhao Yanxi was already picking out a third item: "Xiao Jingjing, why don't you try this one on?"

She tossed over another pink two-piece swimsuit, with a strapless top and a tied skirt, plus leg garter details.

Wenjing caught it and threw it back: "Never mind, what I'm wearing is fine."

"Then wear it tomorrow, it's probably only for one use anyway..."

Zhao Yanxi did not believe for a second that their swimsuits could survive Ding Heng's abuse.

She changed into a lace maid swimsuit, and there was a knock on the door. It was Hua Qing.

"Yan hope, I didn't bring a swimsuit, can I borrow one?"

Zhao Yanxi went to open the door, and Hua Qing's expression remained indifferent.

"Sure, sure... but I'm worried about the swimsuit I brought, Sister Hua Qing..."

Zhao Yanxi looked a little embarrassed and simply stepped aside to let Hua Qing come in and see for herself.

Looking around, Hua Qing saw that, just as Bai Ma had said, the swimsuits Zhao Yanxi had prepared were getting increasingly revealing.

Finally, her gaze settled on a dark green bikini.

"Can I borrow this one?"

Zhao Yanxi was stunned for a moment.

Although the bikini had a simple design, it contained very little fabric.

The top is a triangular strapless top, and the bottom is a thong design with ties, connected by only a thin string on the side.

"Sister Hua Qing...you're going to wear this?"

Zhao Yanxi couldn't believe that Hua Qing, who had a conservative personality, would wear something like this.

Hua Qing remained expressionless: "I forgot to bring it, there's nothing I can do about it."

Zhao Yanxi said "Oh" and handed over the swimsuit.

Hua Qing took it, turned around and walked out of the room.

Hua Yue leaned against the corridor wall and stared wide-eyed at the dark green bikini in her cousin's hand.

"sister……"

Hua Qing ignored her and went straight into the next room.

Hua Yue followed, closed the door, and lowered her voice: "Sister, are you wearing this?"

Hua Qing placed her swimsuit on the bed and began to undo the belt of her coat.

"Is that not allowed?"

"no……"

Hua Yue stared at the swimsuit, her mind a jumbled mess.

She knew her cousin's personality best; she wouldn't wear a bikini, or even a slightly shorter skirt.

It's only been half a semester, and she's already willingly wearing this kind of clothing for a man...

Ding Heng, you have such ruthless methods!

Ignoring her cousin's strange looks, Hua Qing stood in front of the mirror and began to take off her clothes one by one.

The coat was hung on the hanger, the sweater was folded and placed on the chair, and the trousers were folded and placed on top of the sweater.

She picked up the dark green bikini; the fabric was so thin she could barely feel its weight.

She first put on the ties on her lower body, tied the thin rope in a knot at her waist, and the fabric barely covered her most private parts.

Then, for the upper body, the triangular strapless top perfectly covered the curve of the chest, and the back straps were tied into a bow below the shoulder blades.

She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself.

Her body, slender and long, was slender from years of dance training. Her collarbones were clearly defined, resembling two shallow grooves, her shoulder blades were slightly raised, and her waist was so thin that it could be grasped with one hand.

Her lower abdomen was flat and firm, without an ounce of excess fat.

The dark green fabric clung to her body, making her look like an iris by the water, both aloof and alluring.

She raised her hand to gather her hair, and looking at herself in the mirror, she felt like a stranger.

Zhao Yanxi booked two pools, separated by a wooden wall.

The wooden wall wasn't high; it barely blocked the view, but it couldn't block the sound.

Arriving at the poolside, Zhao Yanxi took off her bathrobe, slid into the water, and sighed comfortably.

"ah…… !

Wenjing followed closely behind, took off her bathrobe, and slowly slid into the water.

A misty haze hung in the air.

The fabric covering Wenjing's chest could barely contain her astonishing figure. Water droplets slid down the collarbone and disappeared into the deep cleavage.

At the side slit, her fair thighs were faintly visible underwater, their fleshy lines turning pink from being soaked in hot water.

Zhao Yanxi sat next to her, her maid-style swimsuit clinging to her body, outlining her shapely waist and slender limbs.

She reached up and brushed her hair aside; water droplets trickled down her neck, swirling around the hollow of her collarbone before continuing downwards.

Zhao Yanxi leaned closer to Wenjing and poked her with her finger: "Tsk tsk tsk, it feels so good."

Wenjing blushed and slapped her hand away: "Zhao Yanxi!"

"I really envy Brother Ding Heng, he can play to his heart's content every day."

"Stop fooling around."

"hey-hey……"

The two girls were arguing when Zhao Yanxi suddenly stood up and called out.

"Brother Ding Heng!"

"Ding Heng, you've arrived..."

Wenjing quickly got up, letting the man's gaze linger on her.

Ding Heng slid into the pool and slowly walked between the two.

……

On the other side of the wooden wall, Baima, Huaqing, and Huayue also went into the water.

As soon as Hua Yue entered the pool, she put on her headphones, leaned against the edge of the pool, closed her eyes to rest, and gave off a "don't bother me" vibe.

"It's so warm..."

Baima leaned against the edge of the pool, her two short legs dangling in the water, her pink and white swimsuit making her even more adorable.

Hua Qing sat at the other end of the pool, her dark green bikini barely visible underwater, outlining the slender lines unique to dancers.

She lowered her eyes, listening to the sounds coming from the other side of the wooden wall.

"Little Jingjing, don't hide, let me touch you..."

"Yan hope, what are you doing...?"

"What are you afraid of? Nobody saw us!"

"Stop making a scene!"

The man gave the order, followed by the sound of splashing water, mixed with Wenjing's exclamation and Zhao Yanxi's panting.

Baima moved closer to Huaqing and lowered her voice.

"Sister-in-law, listen."

Hua Qing didn't say anything.

"Wow, that's quite a commotion... My brother's pretty impressive."

Hua Qing's face turned even redder.

Baima's voice was even softer: "Sister-in-law, it's rare for us to come out and have fun, and you even changed into a swimsuit. Don't you want my brother to get a better look at you?"

Hua Qing turned her face away, her fingers gently tracing patterns on the water's surface.

Baima continued, "My brother has so many wives around him, you have to take the initiative."

Hua Qing finally spoke up: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not making this up."

Baima looked completely innocent: "I was thinking of you, sister-in-law. You specifically asked Yan hope to lend you a swimsuit, wasn't it so you could wear it for my brother to see?"

Hua Qing bit her lower lip and didn't reply.

Baima leaned close to her ear, her voice seductive: "Sister-in-law, if you want, I can help you."

Hua Qing turned her head, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"How can you help?"

"That depends on whether you, sister-in-law, are willing to cooperate."

Baima's smile is innocent and pure.

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