Chapter 27

Lying in bed, Ding Hao tried his best to convince himself not to think about the spicy and stimulating scenes from earlier. Since he had promised Teacher Zeng to go hiking the next day, he should go to bed early.

The next day was a sunny one, and Ding Hao got up at half past six. He washed up quickly and checked to see if Zeng Ya had woken up, only to find that she was still sleeping. Perhaps she was exhausted from the tea plantation trip yesterday, or maybe the multiple climaxes from her self-pleasure last night had drained her. Ding Hao was considering whether to call her when her alarm went off.

Zeng Ya sat up in one swift motion when she heard the alarm, threw off the covers, and got ready to get up. This gave Ding Hao a bit of a treat, as their respected Teacher Zeng actually slept naked. Although he could only catch a quick glimpse, it was still a nice perk.

Zeng Ya first put on her underwear, then got up and went to the mirror, checking left and right, afraid of any imperfections on her body. In reality, she should have thought about the fact that she was going to wear clothes, which would cover up any issues.

Soon, Zeng Ya was dressed appropriately, wearing a light yellow sports shirt, a light green knee-length skirt, and a pair of blue and white striped flat shoes. Clearly, despite her rather private behavior at night, Teacher Zeng was knowledgeable about hiking. Seeing Zeng Ya dressed, Ding Hao went downstairs, not wanting to be caught by Teacher Zeng at the stairway entrance.

"Ding Hao."

"Good morning, Teacher Zeng."

"I didn't expect you to be so early. Have you had breakfast?"

Ding Hao shook his head and looked at the large backpack behind Zeng Ya. This wasn't a mountain hike; it was more like a流浪 (wandering).

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher Zeng, are we the only two going?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Then why are you carrying such a big backpack?"

"This is professional outdoor equipment..."

"Put it back. We're going hiking, not camping. There's no cable car on the mountain. Who's going to carry you with such a big backpack?"

"..."

"Put it back, just bring a few bottles of water and some cookies!"

"That's not good, this is a professional outdoor travel bag." Zeng Ya was clearly reluctant; this backpack had accompanied her through countless adventures since college.

"Have you forgotten the lesson from yesterday? Yun Mountain is a round trip of over twenty kilometers, and the paths up and down are not paved with cement steps. With such a big backpack, it would take you three days to get there."

"Alright..."

"Put it back quickly, I'll go buy breakfast." Ding Hao realized for the first time that this girl, Teacher Zeng, was not very reliable. Her ability to take care of herself was even worse than Xia Lin's.

Soon, Zeng Ya put the backpack away and came downstairs, still asking, "Really, nothing at all?"

"Let's go, the sun will be high soon, and the road will be hot." Ding Hao had been to Yun Mountain a few times, and he knew that hiking should start early, especially before entering the mountain, where there were trees to provide shade. If you were drenched in sweat on the road, how could you climb the mountain?

Under Ding Hao's urging, the two started eating breakfast and heading towards Yun Mountain. Along the way, they encountered many people, mostly elderly men and women who had already come down the mountain after morning exercises, carrying swords or waist drums. There were also some students, perhaps on holiday, who were encouraged by their parents to play at the foot of the mountain. Few people were actually preparing to enter the mountain like Ding Hao and Zeng Ya.

As Ding Hao had predicted, by the time they had walked less than a third of the way up the mountain, Zeng Ya was already out of breath. Although she claimed to be an outdoor enthusiast, she had spent most of the past year focused on work. Yesterday, she had hiked all day, and last night, she had spent a long time self-pleasuring... Yun Mountain, though not very high, had a very steep path that was not well-developed, making it difficult to walk. Of course, this wasn't a problem for Ding Hao. If he were alone, he would have reached the summit long ago.

"Ah, Little Ding, wait for me..."

"Ah, Little Ding, I can't go on..."

"Ah, Little Ding..."

"Ah, I really can't go on..."

If you only heard the recording, you would think this was a woman enjoying herself in bed. Ding Hao, unable to bear it, returned to Zeng Ya's side, extended his right hand, and pulled her forward. Although young, Ding Hao was tall for someone from the south, and his hands were large, holding Zeng Ya's small hand. Zeng Ya's face turned red, and she kept telling herself, "I'm the teacher, he's the student, stay calm, stay calm."

Ding Hao thought she was just hot, and her palms were sweating. At some point, Zeng Ya's right hand had picked up a branch.

"Shall we rest for a bit?" Ding Hao looked at the female teacher beside him, whose face was getting redder and her breathing faster, and stopped.

"Let's go, or it will get even hotter later."

"Are you sure you can make it?"

"Let's rest for a bit then." Zeng Ya finally gave in.

"..."

When they set off again, Zeng Ya's condition did not improve. Her face was still flushed, and her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing, making Ding Hao feel refreshed. After about half an hour, Zeng Ya sat down on the ground and refused to move!

"Shall we stop here and not go up anymore?" Ding Hao tried to avoid looking at Zeng Ya's spread legs and suggested kindly.

"No!" Although she was exhausted, Zeng Ya did not want to give up. After a day of hiking and multiple climaxes from self-pleasure last night, it would be strange if she weren't tired. Zeng Ya knew her condition, but she didn't want to give up.

Yun Mountain was a scenic spot in the southwestern five counties, even in the entire province. She had been in Yun Gang for a year and had never been there, feeling embarrassed every time teachers and classmates asked about it.

The key was that Zeng Ya was not the same as she was a year ago. She didn't plan to stay at Yun Gang No. 2 High School for long. She believed she would have fewer opportunities to visit Yun Mountain in the future. If she gave up today, she might miss it for the rest of her life.

After resting for a while, with Ding Hao's help, they continued. At first, Zeng Ya was a bit shy, but now almost half of her body was leaning on Ding Hao, and her other hand was supporting her with a stick, moving forward with difficulty. This was tough for Ding Hao, who was already wearing light summer clothes. Last night, he had seen Zeng Ya thoroughly, and today, seeing her in clothes seemed to be a different kind of flavor. Her fragrant, soft body leaning on him, occasionally rubbing against his chest and thighs.

"Little Ding, I really can't go on..." Zeng Ya sat down on a rock, completely ignoring the exposed view.

Pink! Zeng Ya was wearing a short skirt, and if there were hikers behind her, they could easily see, especially since Zeng Ya was almost lying on the rock.

Ding Hao swallowed, moving his gaze away before Zeng Ya noticed: "Teacher Zeng, it seems that your endurance as an outdoor enthusiast isn't very good?"

"I'm older, how can I compare to a young man like you?" Zeng Ya panted but didn't forget to act her age.

"Shall we not go up then?"

"No!" Zeng Ya's answer was still firm.

"But at this pace, we might only reach the top when the sun sets. Do you want to spend the night here?"

"No!"

"Then what should we do?"

"Carry me up."

"Ah?" Ding Hao had seen persistence, but not this kind. She insisted on going up the mountain but wanted someone else to carry her! Perhaps because of their intimate contact in the cave, this respected Teacher Zeng had no reservations or modesty about asking him to carry her! Did she forget that they were teacher and student, and that men and women should not be too close?

"What do you mean 'ah'? Didn't you say you were a man? I see you haven't even broken a sweat. What are you saving your strength for? Carry me up!" Zeng Ya repeated her command.

A man doesn't fight with a woman! Despite his reluctance, Ding Hao squatted down and let Zeng Ya jump onto his back.

"Look at how good that husband is to his wife..."

"This young man has such good stamina, carrying someone without even panting..."

"Oh, young people these days are so affectionate..."

"Husband, I want you to carry me like that too..."

For a moment, whether going up or down the mountain, everyone who saw Ding Hao and Zeng Ya was amazed. Fortunately, they didn't run into anyone they knew, or Zeng Ya wouldn't know how to face them.

With Zeng Ya on his back, Ding Hao's journey up the mountain became much more difficult. It wasn't because Zeng Ya was heavy—she was 1.65 meters tall and weighed less than 100 pounds, which was nothing for Ding Hao. It was because Zeng Ya's body was so soft and elastic, and she was lying on his back, occasionally reaching out to pick leaves from the sides, her large chest pressing firmly against Ding Hao's back. This kind of intimate stimulation was much more intense than simple visual stimulation. From the moment Zeng Ya climbed onto his back, Ding Hao's little brother hadn't calmed down.

"Little Ding, you're not allowed to think dirty thoughts or take advantage of me." Seeing that Ding Hao was carrying her silently, Zeng Ya reminded him.

"Okay." He agreed verbally, but in his heart, he thought, "I'm a normal man, how can I not think dirty thoughts? As for taking advantage, hehe, his large hands wrapped around Zeng Ya's thighs to support her buttocks, and with the bumps on the mountain path, they occasionally delved into her inner thighs. Zeng Ya wasn't wearing stockings, and her thighs were so smooth and tender. In such hot weather, Teacher Zeng's thighs felt cool and refreshing...

Every time Zeng Ya was about to fall, Ding Hao had to stop and adjust her position on his back. This action seemed normal when carrying someone up the mountain, and later, Ding Hao gradually straightened his back, letting Zeng Ya slide down and rub against him...

If these weren't enough, the most unbearable part was when Zeng Ya, seeing a beautiful view or feeling good, would lean close to Ding Hao's ear and whisper, "Little Ding, look over there."

"Little Ding, I want to tell you something..."

Ding Hao didn't know what she was saying; he only knew that her chest was so soft, and his neck was so itchy. They walked and stopped, and occasionally Zeng Ya would get down and walk a few steps herself, but as you know, lazy people can get addicted. Zeng Ya was particularly prone to getting addicted today. After walking a few steps, she would want to get back on Ding Hao's back. Ding Hao's back was solid, and he seemed to have a lot of strength, making it as steady as a car on a highway when carrying someone.