Yan Junting and Yan Honglan were both incredibly curious.
Neither of them had ever seen this before, so how would they know what kind of clothes it was?
Seeing the two rush in, Yun Duoduo reacted quickly, immediately grabbing the blanket to cover herself, lying down and pretending to be dead, letting Yan Junting face it alone.
Yan Junting was quick and efficient; he immediately grabbed a military overcoat and put it on.
But the clothes had already aroused Yan Qiuting and Yan Honglan's curiosity, and the two walked straight in. Yan Qiuting reached out to pull off Yan Junting's clothes, "Big brother, what kind of clothes are these?"
Yan Junting was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing. Why hadn't the door been closed?
Why is it that at this hour, someone is still coming to their yard and there's no response?
Yan Junting held back his anger and gritted his teeth as he said to Yan Qiuting, "Get out. Don't ask questions you shouldn't be asking."
Yan Qiuting and Yan Honglan were completely unaware that Yan Junting was on the verge of exploding. The two of them even went to pull at his clothes, while discussing, "Wait, big brother, you like these clothes? What kind of clothes are these? What can you do with them?"
"Get out." Yan Junting reached up to straighten his clothes, frowning as he looked at the two of them. "We can talk about it tomorrow. We need to sleep."
"Why are you sleeping? Weren't you just wandering around?" Yan Qiuting found it amusing; the accounts hadn't been settled yet.
Yan Honglan nodded, pointed to the clothes piled on the bed, and laughed, "Besides, how can we sleep if we don't tidy up all these clothes?"
As Yan Honglan spoke, she reached out to fold the clothes, saying, "Sister-in-law, let me tidy them up for you."
Seeing the three siblings talking at cross purposes, and Yan Junting looking like he was about to explode, Yun Duoduo couldn't hold back anymore and laughed until her stomach hurt.
Yan Junting was also rendered speechless by his wife's laughter. He reached out and grabbed the clothes from Yan Honglan's hands, and pushed the two of them towards the door, saying, "Come on, come on, don't say anything, you don't need to clean these clothes."
Just as he was being pushed to the door, Ding Meixiang came over.
Ding Meixiang came to find Yan Honglan. Seeing that Yan Junting was wearing a coat, but his lower leg was exposed and he wasn't wearing pants, and that his face was so dark he looked like he wanted to punch someone, she seemed to guess what was going on.
She smiled slightly, walked over, and questioned Yan Qiuting and his wife, "What are you two doing? It's so late at night, and you're still making a scene in your brother and sister-in-law's room."
"Mother, look at my brother's clothes, aren't they nice?" Yan Qiuting was genuinely curious about the clothes and couldn't wait to show them off. He pulled open Yan Junting's clothes and showed them to Ding Meixiang.
Enraged, Yan Junting flicked Yan Qiuting on the forehead, "You brat, will you die if you don't talk?"
When Ding Meixiang saw the clothes, she immediately understood. Her eyes lit up with a smile, and she quickly praised, "Son, these clothes are beautiful, beautiful. Wear them, wear them every day, they're great. But only wear them for my daughter-in-law to see, don't let anyone else see them."
After saying that, she grabbed Yan Honglan with one hand and Yan Qiuting with the other, and cursed as she walked away, "You two, get back to your room. From now on, you must knock before coming to your elder brother and sister-in-law's room."
But after saying that, she realized it wasn't right and immediately changed her mind, "No, it's best not to come looking for your older brother or sister-in-law at night. If there's anything, talk it out during the day. They're both too busy at night."
Yan Junting felt extremely embarrassed; it seemed his mother knew what the two of them were playing.
He coughed awkwardly and called out, "Mom, stop talking and let's go. I really need to sleep."
Ding Meixiang quickly accepted the scolding and hurriedly pulled Yan Qiuting and Yan Honglan away.
After arriving at the neighboring courtyard, Ding Meixiang sternly warned the two of them, "I'm telling you, you're not allowed to bother your brother and sister-in-law anymore. If you interfere with me holding my grandson, I'll teach you two a lesson."
At that moment, Yan Honglan and Yan Qiuting suddenly realized, "Mother, you mean just now, eldest brother and sister-in-law..."
“That’s right, you’re not allowed to go there anymore.” After saying that, Ding Meixiang sent the two of them back to their room, but she glanced at Yun Duoduo’s room and chuckled softly.
It seems she'll be able to hold her grandson soon.
After returning to his house, Yan Junting immediately locked the door.
This time, we checked again and again to make sure that both the front and back doors were locked.
He then walked to the bedside, took off his coat, and looked at Yun Duoduo with a resentful expression, "Look at the mess this has made..."
Yun Duoduo didn't know whether to be annoyed or amused, but in the end she laughed.
Recalling what had just happened, Yan Junting laughed as he climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
In bed, he held Yun Duoduo close, his body pressed against hers, and the atmosphere quickly changed.
Yan Junting's eyes deepened as he looked at Yun Duoduo, and his lips slowly descended. Yun Duoduo responded gently.
Just as the two were about to get down to business, Yan Junting, unwilling to give up, asked, "Is this outfit really that bad?"
Yun Duoduo snorted, "It looks good, but don't wear it next time."
"Okay, you can wear it next time. You'll look good in it." Yan Junting sighed softly before leaning over to him.
Whether it was because absence makes the heart grow fonder or because of the romantic atmosphere, the two of them were exceptionally engrossed in their relationship that night.
Yan Junting, in particular, tossed and turned again and again until late at night before Yun Duoduo finally drifted off to sleep.
The next day, when she woke up, it was already bright outside. She glanced at the clock by her bedside and saw that it was 9:30 in the morning.
There was a note on the table: Wife, I've cleaned you up and put your clothes by the bed. After you get up, go eat breakfast first. Don't go to work on an empty stomach. I'm going to work now, husband.
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