Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

Just let that postcard never get mailed...

Can this selfish wish come true?

After enjoying a sumptuous dinner full of exotic flavors, another car took them to the hot springs on the outskirts of the city.

The hot springs in Hokkaido are the most famous. It is said that the spring water here contains a variety of mineral factors, which can not only cure fatigue, slow down aging, but also strengthen the body and even prolong life.

The car drove all the way to the west, and Huanyan saw that the small mountain next to it was covered with snow, and couldn't help but asked worriedly: "It's so cold, it's snowing, and if you still take a hot spring, won't it freeze?"

"Fool! Little bumpkin, you will know when the time comes!"

Dubiously held by Situ Chenjue, Huanyan followed him to an antique, small courtyard.

There are two pine trees and two stone lanterns at the gate of the courtyard.

Huanyan looked at the house which seemed to be less than 100 square meters in surprise: "This...there is a hot spring here? This house is so small, where is the hot spring hidden?"

"Little fool, follow me, my husband won't lie to you anymore!" Situ Chenjue smiled softly, and led her in.

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The inside of the house is very clean, although it is not luxurious, it has a quaint atmosphere.

Huanyan looked around, and her heart involuntarily became quiet.

There are pale yellow paper lanterns hanging from the window sills, with patterns of the four seasons depicted on the lanterns, and two clay vases are placed at the door.

The plum blossoms in the vase exude a faint fragrance.

And an elderly, elegant woman next to her was quietly fiddled with a shamisen.

Huanyan knows that this is a unique Japanese musical instrument for women.

The voice was somewhat similar to the Chinese erhu, but it had a more feminine and sad flavor, which made Huanyan mesmerized by it.

The proprietress in her forties came out and said in non-standard Chinese: "Excuse me, are these Mr. and Mrs. Situ?"

"Yes!" Situ Chenjue nodded.

The proprietress smiled attentively: "Then, follow us to change clothes! Then I will take you to the hot spring!"

Huanyan glanced at Situ Chenjue with some reluctance. Since they came to Japan, they have been holding hands and never separated. Although they are being taken to change clothes now, she is also full of insecurity.

This kind of deer-like dependent eyes made Situ Chenjue feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He rubbed her hair: "Okay, little thing, my husband won't disappear! See you in the pool later"!

"Ah? Are there no gender distinctions in hot springs?" Huanyan was really surprised this time.

When she was in domestic hot springs, the high-end hot springs were divided into men and women.

Beside, the proprietress who can understand a little Chinese smiled and said, "It's okay, ma'am, don't you want to soak in the pool with your most beloved person, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains, drink fine wine, and enjoy this moment The feeling of life?"

Huanyan smiled shyly, nodded, and walked inside.

A younger girl changed her into a bathrobe. After changing, Huanyan stood in front of the mirror and couldn't help being stunned.

Originally thought that this place is not big, it should not be very high-end.

Just like domestic baths, it's just the simplest terry cloth material.

Unexpectedly, what she wore was entirely made of silk, with fine silk threads on the moon-white ground, embroidered with cherry blossoms.