you are my joy

After wiping the water off her body, Mrs. Yan turned to get her bathrobe.

But I only saw a white piece of clothing on the shelf, not a bathrobe at all.

There were not even bath towels that are usually provided in hotels.

"Yixuan, I didn't see the bathrobe?" Mrs. Yan shouted outside at the top of her lungs.

For a long time, there was no sound outside, but Mrs. Yan continued to shout a few times.

"Yixuan? Yixuan?"

Not hearing any response, Mrs. Yan picked up the white dress on the shelf uncertainly and muttered:

"It can't be this dress."

While she was talking, the skirt in her hands had been spread out.

Seeing something similar to the one that Fang Yixuan gave her yesterday, Mrs. Yan's cheeks turned slightly red and she shouted in embarrassment and annoyance.

"Yixuan!"

There was still no answer outside, and Mrs. Yan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Why is no one responding, Xiaoxi? Ayun?"

She didn't hear anyone talking outside for a long time. Mrs. Yan stood in the bathroom and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she gritted her teeth and felt heartbroken.

"Forget it, they are all women anyway, so they are not afraid of being seen!"

As he said that, he put on the skirt.

Even at her advanced age, Mrs. Yan's skin is well maintained, supple and smooth, and can be broken even by blowing.

In addition, Mrs. Yan has the habit of practicing yoga on weekdays. She has a tight figure and not a trace of fat around her waist.

The white silk deep V suspender skirt made Mrs. Yan's skin even whiter and outlined her beautiful waist.

If it weren't for the traces of time on her face, she would be as good as a girl in her 20s.

Mrs. Yan put on her clothes and looked back and forth in front of the mirror. Although she was shy, she felt a little fondness in her heart.

I have to say that Fang Yixuan has really good taste. The dress she picked not only looks good, but also suits her very well.

She had never worn such bold clothes in so many years. When she tried it for the first time, she felt that she looked much prettier and younger in the mirror.

Pursing her lips, Mrs. Yan stood at the door of the bathroom and thought for a long time.

After a while, she took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

At this time, the owner of the Yan family who came in a hurry saw that the door to the room was open a crack. Without thinking, he opened the door and walked in.

"Yiqiu!"

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

Mrs. Yan never thought that Patriarch Yan would see her dressed like this. A rush of heat rushed into her brain. Without thinking about it, she went back to the bathroom and closed the door tightly.

"You...why are you here!"

The head of the Yan family finally came to his senses, his ears were slightly red, he touched his nose awkwardly, walked to the bathroom door and knocked on it.

"Ning Yuxi said you were burned. Open the door and let me see if you are seriously injured."

Mrs. Yan hid in the bathroom, clutching her chest, her face flushed.

"I'm not burned, you get out first!"

Patriarch Yan continued to knock on the door and said seriously:
"Yiqiu, please let me see your injuries first."

He was still worried about her injuries. Although the scene just now was heart-warming, he still had a clear sense of priorities.

"I'm really not hurt, you..."

Before Mrs. Yan finished speaking, the head of the Yan family opened the bathroom door from the outside and strode in.

Panicked, Mrs. Yan pulled her dirty clothes to cover her chest, looking at a loss.

"You...how did you come in?"

The head of the Yan family looked at her with worry in his eyes.

"Let me take a look at your injuries. Where are you burned?"

Mrs. Yan was helpless and blocked her body, but she blocked the top and couldn't care about the bottom. She blocked the bottom and couldn't care about the top. She was anxious and her cheeks became even redder.

"I really wasn't burned. I just spilled some fruit tea on my legs. I'll rinse them off. Don't listen to Ning Yuxi's nonsense." After hearing this, the head of the Yan family knelt down to check Mrs. Yan's legs. After checking, he was pulled up by Mrs. Yan.

"Stop looking and get out first!"

This was the first time he saw her blushing like this, and the head of the Yan family couldn't help teasing her.

"What are you blocking? We are already an old married couple, and you are still afraid that I will see you?"

Mrs. Yan opened her mouth, unable to find the words to refute.

The head of the Yan family glanced at her legs again to make sure there were no obvious burns. His heart dropped, and he had time to look at her clothes.

A small glimmer of light flashed in the dark eyes, and there was a trace of desire hidden in the depths.

"This dress is beautiful and suits you very well."

The tip of her heart trembled slightly, Madam Yan inexplicably felt that the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, and hurriedly pushed the person out.

"Oh, get out quickly! Go outside and see if there is a bathrobe. Get it for me."

With a bang, the bathroom door was shut tightly and locked.

A chuckle escaped from the Yan family's lips, and he went to the bedroom to find clothes for her.

After searching for a long time, not only did I not see the bathrobe, I didn't even see the bath towel.

"There's nothing in the closet."

"Where are Yixuan and the others?"

The head of the Yan family glanced at the unpacked mahjong and the dining cart not far away, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"all gone."

At this time, there is still something that Mrs. Yan doesn’t understand.

"This Yixuan must be her fault!"

No wonder I suddenly wanted to play cards today, and I deliberately chose a hotel.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have already planned it!

I'm afraid the cup of tea that Ning Yuxi accidentally knocked over was not an accident!

Patriarch Yan leaned against the wall of the bathroom and listened to the curses coming from inside, the curve of his lips gradually widened.

There are very few people who can plot against him.

The only person who can plot against him, besides his son, is Ning Yuxi.

But this time, he was willing.

So what if he could see a different Sun Yiqiu and be plotted by a junior.

Thinking of the touching figure in the bathroom, the head of the Yan family rolled his throat, lit a cigarette, and took a deep puff to suppress the hot fire in his heart.

Just as he was about to ask Mrs. Yan to come out, the phone in his pocket vibrated slightly twice.

Holding the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, the head of the Yan family took out his mobile phone and clicked on the message Ning Yuxi sent him.

[Don’t you want to know why your wife was upset yesterday?She just wanted to know why you kept the Sun family's affairs secret for so many years from her.

She doesn't believe any of your excuses. 】

[Now that you have the opportunity, you are already old and can say whatever you want. Do you still plan to take this love into the coffin? 】

Narrowing his eyes, the head of the Yan family could tell just by the tone of his voice that this was sent to him by Fang Yixuan.

A chuckle escaped from his throat. The head of the Yan family took out his cigarette and knocked on the bathroom door a few times.

"Yiqiu, come out, Fang Yixuan and the others will not come back."

Mrs. Yan clutched her chest tightly, feeling so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"Find me some clothes first."

The education she received since childhood was how to be a considerate wife and how to take care of her husband. She has conservative and feudal ideas.

So she couldn't appear in front of him wearing such clothes under any circumstances.

Not only is it inappropriate, but it is also not what a qualified wife should do.

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