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Cheng Mu Yun threw a rope to the guide, who quickly wrapped the rope around himself and then handed it back to the person behind him, leaving them momentarily stunned

She was in the tent, staring at the only lamp in the cramped space, lying in her sleeping bag and emptying her mind. After a long time, she turned off the light and went to sleep, but her sleep was restless. Suddenly, a shadow slipped in and pounced on her: "Baby, they are all outside playing, why are you just sitting here by yourself?" Agassi asked her with a smile, "I found the people here very interesting; those lake guards I saw during the day are also here."

This question did not linger for long, as Langmu excitedly informed her and Agassi that the itinerary had changed, and they would be going rafting on the Cuisi River today. This unexpected arrangement caused everyone to hurry, and she had little luggage, which she quickly organized. As she went downstairs, she saw Wang Wenhao arguing somewhat unhappily with the landlady about why the schedule had been suddenly moved up.

Wake up, Wenhan, you will soon return to Moscow. He has long made it clear that he cannot offer you a future, do not contact him again

This late night

Everyone laughs, redistribution

Cheng Mu Yun's footsteps came to a halt, the smile in her eyes faded, yet her lips inexplicably curled upwards: "As you wish"

Agassi spoke as he pulled her out of the tent

For instance, at this moment on the riverbank, his appearance while sitting and basking in the sun seems quite harmless. However, he is somewhat too quiet; even his own friend Meng Liangchuan finds conversing with him dull, preferring instead to avoid him and chat with the two guides.

She shook her head: "It's almost done"

He did not appear before them again until the departure

In fact, once the rubber boat is truly in the water, who still cares whether the guide is handsome? When the boat is on the calm river, everyone still finds it interesting, working together to paddle and competing with another boat in a spirited battle. However, once they enter the rapids, the exhilarating sensation of suddenly plunging from the crest of a wave to the trough causes the paddling tourists to become flustered, leading to a chaotic mix of screams and shouts.

Although he has not touched a drop of alcohol

"I am not quite used to sleeping in a tent," Agassi walked over and asked, "Why is it that none of you have slept?"

This beautiful girl, with her big eyes gazing at him, always stirs within him a heated and primal urge, a desire to pull her into his embrace, to bite her lips, and even her body. Although her earlier performance on the rubber boat surprised and delighted him, he prefers the girl before him now, evoking a longing to care for and kiss her

He glanced over, confirming that the two of them had not fallen into the water, and then looked at the flow of the water again

The ashes of my father were scattered in the Ganges River in India, and the guide takes pride in this; it is a privilege reserved for the wealthy here. The Brahmin caste holds the highest status in Nepal

This man gives a different impression in various environments

D 2 ( 9 . 10 ) : Visit to Boudhanath and Durbar Square in the morning, currency exchange. Evening Henna Tattoo.

D 3 ( 9 . 11 )

D 1 ( 9.9 ): Arrived in Kathmandu, Nepal via India (local time 16:06), staying in Thamel.

Cheng Mu Yun then jumped up, half-squatting down, and saw the man's face turn pale. He simply slapped the man's face hard. The man, who was so frightened that he had lost his wits, finally caught his breath, coughed violently a few times, covered his face, and looked at Cheng Mu Yun in terror

Wenhan pressed her lips together, realizing that she was actually imagining the possibility of being together with him for a long time

Several hours passed, and all the girls who had attempted to strike up a conversation with him had temporarily forgotten the charm of this man, merely walking on in fatigue, complaining about why they had not yet arrived at the campsite for the night.

It is rare to see him like this, as he walks over with Agassi. The two women quietly advise him: "At this time in Nepal, it is indeed the rainy season, which is not suitable for rafting"

What Cheng Mu Yun possesses is a lotus flower

Wang Wenhao wishes to take a further step

The afternoon sunlight enveloped him in a faint halo of light

On the street, several armed soldiers passed by. In every corner of this main street, one can see armed individuals, which creates a sense of tension

Cheng Mu Yun sat on the other side of the campfire, his face obscured, leaving only the outline of his body visible

The guide enjoys leisure, paddling together with the tourists

The other party caught it and smiled while pointing to a short distance ahead

A vast expanse of entangled vines and layered lotus flowers ultimately converges into a more complete solitary lotus.

Dear, you know that the weather in Nepal has been quite terrible recently, the proprietress smiled, having long been accustomed to dealing with various ill-tempered guests, "The rainy season is not suitable for rafting. I contacted several guides, but they were not very willing to take you. After much persuasion, finally, two agreed to take you, but they only agreed to a one-day itinerary"

Lang Mu was excitedly saying that tomorrow they could come here to see the crocodiles. Meanwhile, Wen Han noticed several soldiers guarding with guns by the lake. As Cheng Mu Yun walked over, he nodded in greeting and took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket, tossing them to the soldiers

Recently, it has not been very peaceful here. Meng Liangchuan, however, did not notice anything amiss and kindly replied, "We need to keep a few men to guard the place." The guide casually poured a glass of wine for each of the two ladies. This guide had participated in United Nations peacekeeping activities, and those soldiers had been stationed here for a long time to guard against poachers and protect the one-horned rhinoceros. Just a moment ago, these men were discussing these matters.

Wenhan listened to them for a while, becoming increasingly restless. Moreover, as she had a low tolerance for alcohol, her face turned red after drinking just half a glass.

After speaking, he left immediately, his expression somewhat inexplicably hurried

What shall we do today

Wang Wenhao sat down beside Wen Han and said, "Ever since you entered Nepal, you have been avoiding me."

In his pupils danced the flickering flames, more fervent than wine

... ...

That is the place where they camp.

Here is Nepal, separated from Russia by a China. He has said that he will never go to Moscow in his lifetime. And she cannot possibly stay here, as even the visa does not allow her to remain.

The pen tip paused

Once everything was ready, he stepped onto the rubber boat and allowed eight tourists to board.

Cheng Mu Yun commands one ship, while Meng Liang Chuan is in charge of another.

"Wenhan," Wang Wenhao interrupted her, "do not tell me directly like this, think it over again. The altitude changes here are too rapid, which can affect a person's emotions and judgment. Let us discuss this again when we return to Moscow; for now, do not rush to answer me."

From the afternoon to dusk, as the sky darkened, I finally saw a very large lake

The guide informed them: "The upcoming itinerary will be exciting, as we will be camping in the primeval forest. Nepal has a strict ban on the hunting of animals, making it a paradise for wild beasts, including Bengal tigers, leopards, rhinoceroses, elephants, as well as freshwater dolphins and crocodiles"

He easily attracts women who do not understand him. Before long, Agassi also took the opportunity to get closer and started chatting with them. Wen Han heard the laughter of the Korean woman

She twisted the towel in her hands, but in fact, it could not wring out any water; it was merely a bit damp

Fortunately, it lasted only a few seconds before the male tourist who fell into the water was thrown back up by Cheng Mu Yun

We have known each other for more than two years. She tried her best to choose her words carefully so as not to embarrass him. If I could fall in love with you, I should have done so long ago. Do not waste your time on me.

The tourists on this boat are also rowing desperately against the current

Are you still feeling unwell

Due to the low number of tourists, there were only two rubber boats and fifteen tourists during the rafting. Cheng Mu Yun and his short friend, who have been mingling in Nepal for many years, are well acquainted with the local guides, thus becoming semi-guides themselves, controlling the stern of the boat and issuing commands

Wen Han made an effort to shift his gaze away and look out the window

As Cheng Mu Yun took a cup of milk tea and walked towards Agassi, who had run outside to buy small gifts, she finally made up her mind and softly said, "Let us maintain a proper distance."

Wang Wenhao glanced at Wen Han and did not protest further: "I will go out for a walk and exchange some more money. You all wait in the lobby."

Wenhan did not hesitate, took the rope, and, imitating the guide, wrapped it around her waist and tied a firm knot. Although her hands trembled slightly, she completed the task swiftly.

The waves are surging violently, striking the eye with astonishment

"Quick, help save the person!" Meng Liangchuan shouted sharply, "Someone has fallen into the water." Cheng Mu Yun, who had seemed disinterested until now, finally became somewhat serious: "We will go back against the current!"

He immediately switched places with the guide, took the paddle himself, and turned the bow of the boat.

Behind the guide is Wenhan, who, in the eyes of others, is the frailest girl.

Wen Han also temporarily forgot the awkwardness between him and her in this thrilling moment

Cheng Mu Yun wrapped his right hand around the rope, leaped into the turbulent water, and single-handedly lifted the life jacket of the drowning tourist. Wen Han was pulled forward sharply due to the tension in the rope, along with the guide.

She clenched the sofa beneath her, creating a deep crease.

She hoped that the breathtaking natural scenery to come would help her forget about the events with him from two days ago. So brief, it could entirely be regarded as a beautiful yet perilous dream from a foreign land

By the campfire, only two guides, Cheng Mu Yun and his friend, along with several soldiers guarding the lake during the day, remained. When they emerged from the tent, the men by the campfire all looked over at the same time.

She turned away and said softly, "Please don't do this."

Wen Han no longer wished to speak, so he picked up his backpack and went to assemble with the main group

Cheng Mu Yun did not even wear a life jacket; he only put on a protective helmet. He stood by the river explaining the precautions to several male tourists, as one cannot rely on those female tourists; in such adventurous activities, men are the main force.

Where there are many people

Wang Wenhao gazed at her eyes under the sunlight. Although her adoptive parents were of Chinese descent, she possessed a uniquely enchanting pair of eyes. It was only upon closer inspection that one could discern the deep blue hue at the bottom of her eyes, distinctly different from black.

How did it suddenly appear? The guide asked in confusion

The guide is already somewhat intoxicated

He sat on the boulder, bare-footed and bare-chested, sunbathing with his back turned towards this direction

She has not seen an alligator yet

After all this commotion, upon arriving at the white sandy beach, he became the focal point of attention for the women.

Wang Wenhao took off his glasses and irritably wiped the lenses, saying, "I do not like having my plans disrupted. What you are doing is very disrespectful."

Cheng Mu Yun looked at the clock and said to Agassi, "You can sleep a little longer; there is still some time before dawn"

In order to save others, he became completely soaked. His long pants were inconvenient to remove, so he took off his shirt and shoes to dry them. He did not carry many belongings, just a waterproof bag containing self-defense knives and a gun, which was thrown to one side

A female tourist walked over and inquired about the tattoo on his back, specifically the two South Korean female tourists who had been chatting with him animatedly at the hotel. The girl spoke English with a gentle yet hesitant tone, mixed with a hint of curiosity about him. Cheng Mu Yun was not very talkative, but his choice of words and pace were perfectly controlled, allowing the other party to understand him.

The female tourists almost rushed forward, and he had no choice but to stop them: "Ladies, you must think carefully. There will be rapids and dangerous shallows ahead. My suggestion is that each man should be paired with a woman, so that there will be a gentleman nearby to take care of you," he glanced at the river surface, "You must understand, I cannot handle so many women falling into the water at once."

"Wen Han, Wen Han! I can't take it anymore!" Agassi shouted loudly in Russian, watching the oar fly away. "Hold onto my waist!" Wen Han yelled, his palms exhausted from paddling against the current, yet he still gripped the oar tightly.

With the addition of two guides, Cheng Mu Yun and Meng Liang Chuan, there are a total of seventeen people heading towards Qite Wang on foot

He drank the milk tea in his hand in one gulp, placed the white porcelain cup on the windowsill, and left

Wen Han took the white dry towel prepared by the guide, untied the hair tie, and gently wiped her hair, uncontrollably glancing at him with her peripheral vision. On his back was a large tattoo, a design she had seen several times before. Some ascetics believe that enduring the pain of the skin is also a form of cultivation, and they would tattoo certain patterns on their bodies without applying any anesthetics or intoxicants.

Warm and cold

Is there? She withdrew her gaze

When Wen Han placed his backpack on the sofa in the lobby, he saw Cheng Mu Yun leaning against the green glass cabinet at the front desk, tilting her head as she listened to the questions from two Korean female tourists. At that moment, he glanced at the lobby, his gaze passing over her with indifference, as if there was no connection between them

Wenhan returned to the hotel room, opened the notebook, and hastily recorded the itinerary