The intern's lawyer wife

It turned out there was a question they didn't understand; they had thought he was going to break down the door and "enter."

You're scaring yourself.

"My time is very valuable. Since you gave me these tea bags, I'll waive the consultation fee today. Ask away!"

"Thank you, Attorney Shen. My question concerns the legal aspects of a new drug..."

Jian Yifan asked a question from outside the door, while Shen Yiren, inside the bathtub, answered while squeezing shower gel into her palms and carefully rubbing and washing every part of her skin, especially her sensitive skin, which required extra care.

She didn't ask why Jian Yifan's questions today were all related to the new drug, thinking that since her husband was still a college student, it must be a research project.

In short, when it comes to areas he doesn't understand, Shen Yiren feels particularly proud, since they are all elites in their respective fields, secretly competing with each other.

During the question and answer, Shen Yiren turned her head to look at the bathroom door. Because it was made of frosted glass, she could not see inside or outside, but she could see Jian Yifan sitting on the floor. There was a shadow that looked like a hand... trembling in front of his legs?

What are you doing with your hands?

Outside the door, Jian Yifan sat on the floor, holding up a notebook placed in front of her: "I'm taking notes."

"Oh, so you're taking notes."

"What else did you think?"

"I didn't think so!"

"I have no problems for now."

Jian Yifan got up and went back to work on the computer.

A short while later.

After washing herself thoroughly and wiping the water off her body in front of the mirror, Shen Yiren realized that she had forgotten to bring her pajamas.

She has always lived alone, and after each shower, she goes to sleep naked.

At this moment, Jian Yifan was still outside. With his own unfair physique, how could he dare to go out and disturb the Daoist mind of an ambitious college student?

"Jian Yifan, are you done yet?"

"Not yet, am I bothering you? I'll go to the internet cafe then."

No, no.

Shen Yiren couldn't possibly let someone go to an internet cafe, especially since it was raining outside late at night.

I don't know when he'll finish his work, and it's not a good idea for me to just stand naked in the bathroom.

After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Jian Yifan, could you get my pajamas from the closet? I forgot to take them."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Jian Yifan got up and walked to the wardrobe. She opened the wardrobe and found various clothes neatly arranged inside, including business attire and everyday clothes. The colors were all simple and elegant, which suited her workaholic nature, as her mind was always on her work.

There was also a small area with men's clothing, which she bought today to create the illusion of a cohabiting couple.

However, this wardrobe isn't for storing underwear or anything like that.

Jian Yifan opened another wardrobe, and her eyes lit up.

Inside, rows of pajamas hung, including purple camisoles, silk camisoles, and backless camisoles. The colors contrasted sharply with the previous elegant style, making them very sexy, and all of them had lace trim.

Ok?

Is this another side of Attorney Shen?

This contrasted with her serious appearance.

Jian Yifan looked around and found that all the pajamas were of this kind of personality; not a single one was a dress or pants.

Okay, then just pick one at random.

They all look pretty good!

Jian Yifan chose a purple slip dress, made of lace. This one was the most conservative, with a V-neck and a lace trim around the hem.

Suddenly, Jian Yifan remembered something and asked, "Should we bring the underwear?"

what?

In the bathroom, Shen Yiren was stunned.

In theory, he should be needed to help carry it.

However, underwear is too private.

Is this something I can show him?

But you can't go out without a bra, otherwise it will bulge out too much.

"No words, no take."

"take!"

Shen Yiren thought to herself: You wish!

"Where did you put it?"

"It's..." Shen Yiren bit her lip, "in the drawer under my pajamas."

After saying that, she squeezed her legs together.

I feel so uncomfortable.

Because whichever one he picks, you have to obediently wear that one, unless you don't wear it at all.

Jian Yifan pulled open the drawer under her pajamas, and the fatigue from burying herself in work just now vanished.

They have all kinds of styles and types, including red, pink, black, and white, and they're quite cute.

Jian Yifan looked at it, inwardly criticizing, "Is this how you test veteran cadres?"

Suddenly I realized that sometimes what you see isn't necessarily the truth. For example, my wife usually wears elegant business attire, like a rice dumpling. Unwrapping it is like opening a blind box; it might have a delicious red filling, or it might have a pink filling, or it might have a white filling...

Jian Yifan quickly snapped out of her daze and grabbed a set of underwear at random, because lingering for even a few more seconds would make her seem like a pervert.

"I'll hang it on your door."

Jian Yifan turned back to the computer, shook her head, her train of thought had been interrupted by the lace.

Shen Yiren opened the door, reached for her pajamas, came in, closed the door, and looked at them—purple?

Shen Yiren wore this pajama once; the purple color perfectly complemented her figure, making it the most sexy and alluring choice.

He went out wearing his sexiest pajamas, but he was still working in his bedroom?

"Jian Yifan, why don't you go to sleep earlier?"

"I want to work overtime tonight!"

Jian Yifan was very stubborn; he refused to leave. He was researching medicine and wanted to stay here to protect the safety of the people.

Shen Yiren rubbed her forehead.

He's so ambitious!

Okay, this is the only way to get out.

After hesitating for a while, the bathroom door finally opened.

Jian Yifan turned her head slightly and saw Shen Yiren walk out from inside. Her long hair was tied up in a bun and placed in front of her left chest. Whether it was the steam in the bathroom or shyness, her pretty face was covered with a blush.

Her 170cm height paired with a purple camisole nightgown accentuated her graceful figure, making her even more sexy and charming. The lace hem of the skirt was just the right length, ending at mid-thigh.

She grabbed at the V-neck with one hand and the hem of her skirt with the other, trying to cover up more of her flesh, but if she tried to cover up, she couldn't cover down, and vice versa.

The little white feet wiped themselves on the mat, dried off, and then trotted past, leaving a fragrant trail behind.

She got into bed, grabbed a thin blanket to cover herself, and wrapped herself up tightly before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Cough cough cough..." Jian Yifan coughed lightly, came back to his senses, crossed his legs, and continued to work.

The computer is facing away from the bed.

Shen Yiren leaned against the headboard, took a sip of evening tea, and originally wanted to go to sleep, but Jian Yifan was there, so she took out some documents to look at, thinking she would talk to him after he finished his work.

Half an hour passed...

Shen Yiren was very sleepy and wanted to go to bed, but seeing Jian Yifan still busy, she couldn't help but ask, "How much longer are you going to keep working?"

"Can't wait?"

"Um."

"Then you should go to sleep."

"No, how can I sleep with you here?"

Jian Yifan turned around and glanced at his delicate and sexy wife on the bed.

"Don't worry, my heart is only with the Party and the people!"

Shen Yiren looked at Jian Yifan.

He's very popular.

It's so red it's creepy!

Shen Yiren: ? ? ?

So it's my heart?