A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 56

“Whether it’s career, health, or happiness in love and family, Sister will be filled with good fortune.”

Meng Ziqing’s voice carried an anticipation for the future, her gaze gently fixed on Qin Yue’s cheeks, which looked especially radiant under the golden light.

“How can this be… it really is the ‘Sunlight on Golden Mountain’!”

Caught completely off guard, and without any prior expectation, the shock brought by the Sunlit Golden Mountain rendered Qin Yue speechless.

Her cheeks were flushed with excitement.

She had thought they would miss it and the trip would be in vain, yet they were truly rewarded with a magnificent spectacle, a visual feast.

And all of this was thanks to Meng Ziqing’s persistence, her insisting remark, “How do you know you won’t encounter it if you haven’t been?” which made their journey to Tibet completely without regret.

Isn’t that, right? Life is always full of regrets, but this time—

No, they had no regrets.

Not a single one.

It was the third day of their trip to Tibet, 6:20 p.m.

Meng Ziqing brought Qin Yue to witness the Sunlit Golden Mountain at sunrise.

She had grasped that elusive possibility amidst what seemed impossible.

Meng Ziqing unintentionally glanced at the CP System, which was idling and chatting inside the off-road vehicle, and chuckled.

Aside from slacking off, it wasn’t bad.

“I told you we’d see it. How do you know you won’t encounter it if you haven’t been?” Meng Ziqing said, smiling brightly. “See, we met it, didn’t we?”

Qin Yue turned and hugged Meng Ziqing, her body slightly trembling with emotion. “Yes, the Sunlit Golden Mountain, it’s truly beautiful.”

“Baby will also be lucky for the whole year ahead.”

The clear, cool female voice carried a heartwarming warmth.

She smiled down, her softened eyes resembling the melting snow of a mountain—cool and refreshing. Meng Ziqing’s figure was clearly reflected in her jewel-like eyes.

Only her.

It was a sincere statement, entirely unforced.

Yet, it felt like it had a little hook, making Meng Ziqing feel a little thirsty.

Meng Ziqing struggled slightly and buried her head in Qin Yue’s neck.

“Foul play…” she murmured softly.

Nothing else—she just couldn’t quite handle Qin Yue being so gentle.

An inexplicable emotion burst forth from her heart, like a vine spreading along her blood vessels throughout her body, then injecting a toxic itchiness.

It enveloped and occupied her heart; it was a poison named Qin Yue.

Addictive, desirable.

Pleading for more.

Or perhaps, it wasn’t that Qin Yue was poisonous, but that Meng Ziqing herself was the poisonous vine, able to survive without love, but a vine addicted to affection.

When Qin Yue released even a little bit of affection to water her, she became addicted to it.

Then, she disguised herself as a delicate dodder flower, twining and climbing up, soliciting affection.

Meng Ziqing wanted to kiss Qin Yue.

A hot and passionate kiss.

Meng Ziqing’s eyes deepened slightly, her throat carefully swallowed, and her gaze upon Qin Yue was like a snake lurking in the dark, staring at its prey.

Her slightly curled fingers stretched out but suddenly paused.

This place was unsuitable right now.

High mountain, extreme cold.

Unsuitable…

A gust of cold wind blew, causing the surrounding prayer flags to rustle and scatter the dust in a bright, swirling vortex, which looked like it was dotted with broken diamonds under the golden light.

The cold wind calmed Meng Ziqing’s heart. She lightly shook her head, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her pure black, clear eyes.

What was wrong with her?

Why did she want to stick close to Qin Yue all the time?

Meng Ziqing was not an ascetic, but she wasn’t particularly driven by desire either.

This recent impulse to constantly be close to Qin Yue was an abnormal phenomenon.

It often made her feel conflicted.

She thought she might have fallen in, just a tiny bit.

“What are you thinking about?”

Meng Ziqing’s thoughts were racing, and she had been distracted for quite some time, half a minute.

Qin Yue adjusted her emotions and asked in a low voice.

She sensed the slight movement of Meng Ziqing’s fingers around her waist, reached out, and interlocked their fingers.

Her raised eyes were full of mischief. “Are you thinking about something naughty?”

See? Qin Yue really understood Meng Ziqing.

“No way…” Meng Ziqing shook her head in denial. “How could that be? Sister, why would you think that of me?”

“Did you not?” Qin Yue’s eyes were deep. She leaned down and pecked Meng Ziqing’s lips, her slightly lowered voice carrying a unique, magnetic quality. “If you weren’t, then what are you thinking about right now?”

“I was just thinking about taking a commemorative picture, and now I want to kiss you.” Meng Ziqing tilted her head up, her lips meeting hers.

Sure enough, she still couldn’t resist.