After rebirth, I became Qingmei's white moonlight

Chapter 411 409 Brother Xiaoshu, I want to vomit

In the early morning, when the morning mist has not yet dissipated, the poplar forest in Xinduqiao is already covered in golden armor. The sunlight cuts in from behind the Gongga Snow Mountain, dyeing the winding Liqiu River into an amber ribbon.

Jiang Shu woke up in the white flesh, and what he saw was Zhuzhu's tender white toes almost touching his chin.

The bed in the homestay is a standard 1 meters wide, which makes it difficult for four people to sleep on it, so Zhuzhu moved to the end of the bed.

Recalling the passion of last night, I can only say that Zhuzhu is indeed a natural dancer. Her beautiful little feet are flexible and soft, giving him a completely different wonderful experience.

——Floating in the air.

"Three little lazy bugs, hurry up and get up. Didn't we say we still want to watch 'Sunshine over Golden Mountain'?" Jiang Shu patted their soft buttocks.

"Hmm~"

A lazy voice with three elongated endings sounded slowly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. After seeing the little tree, she hugged his strong body tightly.

"Xiaoshu, my name is Zhaojinshan, you can come and fuck me." Xu Xinzhu subconsciously hugged him, and his tone, which was not yet fully sober, sounded sickening.

Jiang Shu's eyes twitched fiercely. It's really you, Zhuzhu. You are exactly the same as the incense burner.

He was also a little helpless. Ever since they started sleeping in the same bed, they never got up early again. After all, they would go to bed very late every night. In order to ensure enough sleep, it was common to wake up until noon.

"If you don't get up, then I will."

Jiang Shu got up with difficulty and slightly opened the curtains. The dazzling light immediately penetrated the glass and shone into the room, leaving a golden spot on the three white bodies.

It was already bright outside, and there was no hope of witnessing the golden mountain in the sun.

He pulled the curtains again to prevent any view of the spring scenery inside the house from leaking out.

After another half an hour of dawdling, the four of them got up, washed up, and had a Tibetan breakfast in the homestay, which tasted very good.

After a night of preparation, the four of them were full of energy and vitality. The water and electricity in the RV had been fully replenished. Today looked like a sunny day, so they decided to take a walk around Xinduqiao.

——A Tibetan residential community with white walls and red windows and five-colored prayer flags on the roof. The snow-capped peaks of Gongga are painted golden by the morning light, the wild flowers of Tagong grassland fade into ink in the twilight, and the poplar forest filters the sunlight into broken gold.

After a few hours' stay, the RV set off again, slowly passing through the Ten-Li Gallery. The wheels moved forward, the scenery moved backward, the sunlight penetrated the branches and leaves, and the flowing light and shadow formed the most beautiful scroll.

In autumn, the poplar forest in October is golden, and the light and shadow leaking through the gaps between the leaves are like broken gold paving the road. Every frame captured by the camera is full of natural romance.

Finally, before dark, Jiang Shu drove to Litang, stayed in Shangri-La Town at night, and went to Daocheng Yading the next day.

August is the rainy season in Daocheng. The scenic area is shrouded in clouds and mist, and heavy rain may fall at any time. However, Jiang Shu and his companions were very lucky as the sun was shining brightly on the day of their trip.

The view is filled with lush green meadows, like a real-life version of Monet's garden, with cedar forests, wild flowers everywhere, streams, a blue sky, and snow-capped mountains that are shining golden in the sun.

The three little girls put on sunscreen, put on sun hats and sunglasses, and had a great time for several hours in the fairyland-like painting. The cameras never stopped, and they posted one message after another on the nine-square circle of friends.

That night, the four of them drove the RV to the foot of the mountain closest to Siguniang Mountain. Finally, at dawn the next day, Jiang Shu opened the car window, lay on Zhaojin Mountain, and witnessed the beautiful scenery of the sun shining on Zhaojin Mountain.

"The sun shines on the golden mountain! The sun shines on the golden mountain!!" Xu Xinzhu shouted in a hurried voice. Looking at the picturesque scenery in front of him, his body shook violently. It was the snow on the mountain melting and the gurgling stream flowing down.

In the next few days, the RV passed through Batang, Basu, stayed at the Ranwu Lake for one night, then went from Linzhi to the Yarlung Zangbo River, leaving footprints in the magnificent Grand Canyon, and finally arrived in Lhasa smoothly after half a month.

The Potala Palace is known as the "Pearl on the Roof of the World", but one needs to make an appointment one week in advance to visit this pearl.

During the appointment, the four of them went to see the Jokhang Temple together. In front of the life-size statue of the 12-year-old Sakyamuni, the crowd of people kowtowed like a tide day and night.

The next morning, the four of them followed the locals to eat knife-cut noodles and fried dumplings at Zhaping Teahouse, tried the lucky fruit yak yogurt, and drank the special sweet tea.

After wandering around the city for two days, they tried all the special foods in Lhasa, and then went to a Tibetan clothing photo shop on Barkhor Street to let the three childhood sweethearts experience being Princess Dolma.

The proprietress, who was in her thirties, was wearing a retro Tibetan robe and looked very stylish. She looked at the four people in front of her with extraordinary temperament. The girl was pretty and the boy was handsome.

"Would you like to take a photo?"

"Shoot!" Jiang Shu nodded with a smile.

He looked at the various brightly colored Tibetan costumes in the store and simply went through them in his mind. He could already imagine how cute and lovely Xiaolu Zhuzhu Yaoyao would look in those Tibetan costumes.

"We have several different price ranges for our photos. What would you like to see?"

"Just do what works best." Jiang Shu interrupted.

Hearing this, the proprietress immediately smiled. It was obvious that the handsome guy in front of her was a wealthy man. Most importantly, they were all very good-looking and would not look ugly no matter how they were photographed.

"It will probably take more than an hour to put on makeup, but I will arrange the best makeup artist for you. If you have any needs or ideas, feel free to ask."

Several people nodded.

The makeup time was indeed very long. The boys and girls were in different makeup rooms. Four makeup artists stood behind them, doing their hair and applying makeup on their faces. Seeing myself in the mirror gradually change into a different look, my mood also brightened. More than an hour later, the makeup time was over. Jiang Shu did not follow the trend of the Tibetan sunny little puppy, but asked the makeup artist to make his temperament a little wilder and colder, with a sharp look like a wolf.

There were three bloody marks on his face, he wore wrist guards on his hands, a scimitar on his waist, and a black robe on his body, but he only wore half a sleeve, leaving his chest bare on the other side. His right arm was bare to the elbow, and his strong pectoral muscles and biceps were eye-catching.

In the dressing room on the other side, three beautiful Tibetan girls appeared.

The white deer is a shepherdess. She holds a prayer wheel in her hand and wears a felt hat on her head. She has two thick braids, a white shirt inside and a sky blue robe outside. Her colorful belt is embellished with coral beads and turquoise. She has a sweet smile and is very beautiful.

Xu Xinzhu is like the daughter of a mountain eagle, wearing fox ears on her head, a black and red Tibetan robe, a bead on her forehead, a fluffy and soft high ponytail hanging behind her head, a bow and arrows on her back, and her whole temperament is cool and sassy.

Zhong Yaoyao is the little Tibetan princess. She is wearing a red and white fur costume and colorful accessories. Her long hair is braided into small braids tied with colorful ropes of different colors. She has a pretty face and is extremely beautiful.

Looking at the three childhood sweethearts with completely different temperaments in front of him, Jiang Shu stared blankly, as if three arrows had hit his heart.

This is also great!

"Brother Xiaoshu, does it look good?"

Zhong Yaoyao held the prayer wheel and turned around in a circle, and her robe rotated with it.

"It looks great! It looks really great!"

"What about me! What about me! If your answer does not satisfy me, I will shoot you!" Xu Xinzhu said impatiently.

"Ah——You haven't even drawn the bow yet? Why do I feel like my heart has already been hit by an arrow?"

Zhuzhu's eyebrows curved, and she knew the answer in her heart.

"Xiao Shu, how do you think I look like?"

Bai Lu walked up to him, half-pulling her sleeves to her ankles. She raised her hand to stroke her hair behind her ears, looking very girlish. At a casual glance, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

"I'll take you back to be my wife." Jiang Shu laughed softly.

"Can you just wear these clothes tonight?"

"satyr!"

"rogue!"

"Brother Xiaoshu is a pervert!"

At this time, the lady boss came over to take a look at the results of the few people, and sighed: "You three sisters are naturally beautiful. No matter how you put on makeup, you will look good. I will go out to take pictures later. Can I use your photos for publicity? I can give you 8% off the price today."

Jiang Shu smiled faintly. He actually wanted to use the photos for publicity, so he would even take away the negatives.

Then several people followed the photographer out to take pictures. The shepherdess held the lamb with a sweet smile, the mountain eagle's daughter rode a horse and drew the bow with great vigor, the little princess Zhuoma held the prayer wheel with her hands clasped together, and Jiang Shu, the cold wolf king, looked extraordinary and mighty.

The photos they took turned out very well, and didn't even need any post-production editing. When they returned to the store, Jiang Shu directly bought the clothes he was wearing, and the proprietress was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

The same clothes are much more expensive in her store than in the clothing store. Then she can use the money to buy a few pieces from the clothing store to replenish the inventory.

What made the boss lady feel pity was that Jiang Shu insisted on taking the film away and even deleted the photos in the device herself before she felt at ease.

In the next few days, the four of them went to the heavenly lake "Namtso".

At this place with an altitude of 4700 meters, the sky is as blue as a gem, and the large white clouds seem to be within reach. The lake water is also sapphire blue, and the rolling snow-capped mountains are set against it. The scenery is magnificent and majestic.

Finally, after a week, the four of them saw the Potala Palace they had longed to see. It was a pity that taking photos was not allowed in the palace, which made them feel a little regretful.

After that, the RV started its journey back to the city.

On this journey which lasted for more than half a month, the vast grassland was like a green velvet carpet, with yaks and sheep scattered like stars, towering snow-capped mountains stretching out in a row, and the mysterious and tranquil holy lake reflecting the surrounding mountains and sky, making people involuntarily indulge in this dreamlike beauty.

"Xiao Shu, it seems that my period didn't come this month."

"Brother Xiaoshu, I feel like vomiting too."

"Xiao Shu, I feel a little nauseous too."

"? No, the three of you at the same time..."

Xiaolu, Zhuzhu and Yaoyao looked at Jiang Shu's nervous expression and suddenly burst out laughing.

"I lied to you~~~~"

……

(Huh, since you don’t want to see the DoAI journey, I won’t write about it. It’s so tiring to finish writing about the journey in one chapter)
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