Chapter 311 Little Radish

Tan Zheng's evening plan was to camp by Lake Luomon, an overnight stay. Song Ni had done this before with Qin Yangcheng and Ling to watch the sunrise, but the experience hadn't been great. The mountaintop at night was too cold. This time, however, it was by the lake, which felt different. More importantly, it was with Tan Zheng. Last time, on the mountain in Xingcheng, they had only gone for a wild picnic, not camping. Sleeping under the sky, with the earth as a bed. It was as romantic a thing as stargazing. After Song Ni put away her camera, she began to set up the tent with Tan Zheng. Tan Zheng had initially been reluctant for Song Ni to help, but Song Ni had said, "Isn't it more fun to do these things together?" Song Ni had good stamina and excellent practical skills, and with Tan Zheng's experience, setting up the tent was not difficult. Then Tan Zheng started setting up the things needed for the picnic, while Song Ni was responsible for organizing the inside of the tent. This division of labor truly felt like the ancient concept of men farming and women weaving. In their daily lives, they never had to do such things, and doing them occasionally didn't tire them; rather, they found a certain pleasure in it. After spreading out the tent, Song Ni lay inside, propping her chin with her hands and watching the man busy by the lake. The sky gradually darkened, making Tan Zheng's figure appear even more mysterious and sexy. The lines of his arms were incredibly appealing in the faint light. The lake water was calm, yet Song Ni thought of the dragon tattoo on Tan Zheng's abdomen. When lightning and storms raged, it soared. But what about when the wind and waves were calm? Was it dormant? But even in dormancy, it remained the center of attention. Song Ni thought that it wouldn't be surprising for someone like Tan Zheng to be liked by anyone. She also felt a sense of quiet joy that she was the only one who had seen Tan Zheng truly in love, truly showing his affection. When Tan Zheng returned with water, he saw Song Ni looking at him like an infatuated fan. He raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?" Song Ni shook her head. "I think you're so handsome." "..." Tan Zheng amusingly set the tools aside. The girl's temper flared up quickly and subsided just as fast. Earlier in the house, she was still angry with him for being too active, and after catering to her needs and tying her hair in a high ponytail, she wasn't angry anymore. Now, she was praising him with such enthusiasm. Tan Zheng genuinely liked Song Ni's temperament and reached out to pinch her cheek. As he did, a little of his smile faded. He had been busy with training lately and had indeed neglected Song Ni. Busy with studying and designing every day, she had lost some weight from her face. "I'll grill meat for you later, you should eat more." Song Ni took Tan Zheng's hand away and touched her face. "Have I lost weight? I think I'm fine." She felt she looked good whether she had a little extra weight or not. Hearing this, Tan Zheng snorted. "With your small frame, I could lift you with one hand." Song Ni rolled her eyes slightly. "Is that my problem? It's clearly because you're strong. When I had more flesh on my face, you could still lift me with one hand, right? Besides, you've fought with Li Qiao, so being able to lift me isn't really a problem." Tan Zheng: ...... Eloquent. "Then eat until I can't lift you with one hand. You're too thin now." Hearing this, Song Ni found it amusing. "Are you asking me to eat until I weigh two hundred pounds?" Tan Zheng: ...... "Not too much, though. Being too fat isn't very healthy." "Then you can forget about it. No matter how much I eat, or how much weight I gain, you can still lift me with one hand. If you can't, then it's your problem." Besides, she was a woman who cared about her appearance. While she didn't pursue extreme thinness, she couldn't be fat either. She wanted to eat to achieve a well-proportioned figure, but her physique didn't allow it. She couldn't possibly force herself to eat if she wasn't supposed to, could she? Tan Zheng always lost the verbal sparring with Song Ni, and he didn't want to continue it. Anyway, Song Ni liked the meat he grilled, so he would just be responsible for feeding her. There were many people camping by the lake. While Tan Zheng was preparing the barbecue, Song Ni was recording nearby. The light wasn't very bright, so Song Ni didn't have to be too careful when filming. It was a bit lively around them. Seeing that Tan Zheng's barbecue would take a while, she said, "I'm going to look around and I'll be back soon." Before Tan Zheng could reply, Song Ni had already left with her equipment. Tan Zheng: ...... The man looked at her retreating back and shook his head helplessly. Most of the campers nearby were couples, and there were also a few families with children. Song Ni was hesitating about which family to approach for a brief interview when a little dumpling hugged her leg. Song Ni looked down to see a little boy. He had golden curly hair, light blue eyes, and looked so cute, even putting a finger in his mouth and sucking on it. Song Ni glanced at him, and her heart instantly softened. She crouched down, afraid of knocking the little dumpling over with her movement, and gently supported his back with one hand. "Baby, you're so cute." He looked no older than two or three years old. He could already talk. The little dumpling stared straight at Song Ni and reached out to pinch her face, mumbling, "aa." Song Ni was startled. That was not a suitable name to call. The little dumpling's parents finally noticed the scene. His mother hurried over. Seeing his mother, the little dumpling became even more excited, pointing at Song Ni and shouting, "aa," "aa." Song Ni felt a little awkward about this sudden assumption of motherhood. Moreover, the child's own mother was right there. The young mother picked up the little dumpling. "Hi, I'm Jessica, and this is my son, Sa. He really likes pretty people, and you're very beautiful." As she spoke, the little dumpling reached out his short hand, wet with his saliva, to touch Song Ni's face. The young mother noticed and immediately pulled his hand back. "Sorry, Sa might just like you too much. This is his way of showing affection." Song Ni shook her head; she didn't mind. She just found the little dumpling staring at her a bit too cute. She raised her camera. "Can I record a short video of you?" "Of course." The young mother readily agreed. Song Ni recorded a video. The little dumpling really liked Song Ni and kept asking to touch her. Seeing this, Song Ni asked the young mother, "Can I hold him?" "Of course, Sa will absolutely love it." The young mother placed the little dumpling in Song Ni's arms and even took Song Ni's camera to record them. It was strange; Song Ni had never held a baby before, but she didn't feel awkward at all when holding the little dumpling. Perhaps it was also because the little dumpling reached out his hands and actively asked to be held. As soon as she held him, the little dumpling leaned in and gave Song Ni a big kiss on the cheek. His saliva dripped onto Song Ni's cheek. The little dumpling smelled of milk, and Song Ni didn't dislike it at all. Instead, she held him and played with him. "Hello, little Sa. My name is Krist. You can call me sister. Come on, sister, say it with me." The little dumpling opened his big, bright eyes and said, "aa." Song Ni: ......