A scenic resort nestled within a picturesque mountain forest on the southern outskirts.
Standalone villas exude an air of private elegance, backed by the forest.
Amidst this serenity, Hui-style architectural enclaves are subtly embedded.
Clusters of bamboo sway unceasingly with the gentle breeze.
The landscape intertwines with the waters, a vision of tranquil delight.
The two of them, holding their room cards, stepped into this quiet courtyard.
As it was the off-season, there were no other guests nearby.
This solitude made the tranquility all the more precious.
"This place is so beautiful."
Yang Linglong's cheeks flushed as she admired the scenic hills and waters before her.
Deep down, she naturally knew what would happen tonight.
"If you like it, we'll come here more often."
Lin Fan held her delicate hand, as smooth as sheep's fat.
Those people had been following from a distance, right up to the hotel's exterior.
