Slow to mature after marriage

After buying riding clothes, Bo Ning pulled her towards the swimwear section.

"Let's go, let's go! We need to buy swimsuits too! The hot springs at the estate are amazing, we might as well soak in them!"

Mu Siwan followed her into a branded swimwear store.

The sales assistant came up to her, glanced at Mu Siwan, and immediately recommended several items.

"This lady has such a great figure, she should try this bikini, it really brings out her elegance."

Bo Ning's eyes lit up.

"Take it all! Take it all!"

Mu Siwan glanced at her, took the swimsuits, and went into the fitting room.

Bo Ning sat outside waiting, tapping her fingers on her knees, extremely excited.

The door opened.

Bo Ning looked up.

Then he froze.

Mu Siwan stood in front of the fitting room mirror, wearing a light blue bikini. Her collarbones were clearly defined, her waistline was slender, and her legs extended straight and long from the hem of the swimsuit. She turned slightly to the side, revealing the smooth and beautiful lines of her back, with her shoulder blades faintly visible.

She is tall but not thin, slender but well-endowed.

Bo Ning opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

Mu Siwan turned around in front of the mirror, looked down at herself, and frowned.

"Is this... a little too little?"

Bo Ning finally realized what was happening and rushed over to cover her mouth.

"Sister-in-law! Don't speak! You'll break me out of character!"

Mu Siwan looked at her, her eyes filled with confusion.

Bo Ning loosened her grip and took a deep breath.

"I'll take this set," she told the sales assistant. "Pack it up."

Then he turned to look at Mu Siwan, his expression complicated.

"Sister-in-law, dressed like that, my brother might..."

She paused, not finishing her sentence.

Mu Siwan looked at her.

"What are you afraid of?"

Bo Ning waved her hand with a grin.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." She pushed her into the fitting room. "Try on something else!"

-

Evening, Muyan Garden.

When Mu Siwan opened the door, she was carrying a bunch of bags. She changed her shoes, put the shopping bags down next to the sofa, and rubbed her fingers, which were red from being tied up.

Footsteps echoed down the stairs.

Bo Yan came downstairs, still dripping wet from his shower, his robe loosely tied. As he approached, he brought a chill with him—it was unclear how cold the shower had been.

He walked up to her, his gaze sweeping across her face before moving down and scanning her from head to toe.

She was dressed as usual today, in a simple silk blouse, soft in texture and with a beautiful drape. The neckline was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of her collarbone. The blouse was tucked into high-waisted wide-leg trousers, accentuating her slender waist and long legs.

The loose silhouette concealed the undulations, but he knew what lay inside.

In the darkness, his hand traced those lines. Collarbone, waistline, and... what did those legs feel like when they were wrapped around his waist?

His Adam's apple moved slightly.

Bo Yan withdrew his gaze, his tone so indifferent that it was impossible to discern anything.

"What did you buy? So much?"

Mu Siwan glanced down at the bags.

"Riding gear, swimwear, and some everyday spring clothes."

Bo Yan hummed in agreement, his gaze falling on the pile of bags.

"Why don't you give it a try?"

Mu Siwan looked up at him, somewhat puzzled.

"No need, I've already tried them, and they both fit perfectly."

Bo Yan paused, then remained silent.

After two seconds, he slowly spoke.

"Why not try it on after buying it? What if it doesn't fit?"

Mu Siwan looked at him.

"I tried it," she said, "in the store."

Bo Yan: "..."

He looked away and walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay," he replied casually, "then I won't try."

Mu Siwan watched his figure disappear through the kitchen doorway, then glanced down at the pile of bags again.

I don't understand why he's so fixated on this.

She picked up the bag and went upstairs.

As I reached the top of the stairs, I heard footsteps behind me.

Bo Yan came out of the kitchen with a cup of water and leaned against the door frame.

"We'll depart at 10 a.m. tomorrow."

Mu Siwan nodded: "Okay."

Bo Yan stared intently at her and said slowly, "Then go to bed early tonight."

Mu Siwan hummed in agreement and continued walking uphill.

She suddenly stopped when she reached the corner.

"Thin inkstone".

He looked up.

She stood on the stairs, looking down at him.

"I tried on the swimsuit," she said. "The light blue one fits me quite well too."

After saying that, she turned and went upstairs.

Bo Yan stood still, holding a water cup.

Light blue.

A picture suddenly flashed through his mind—the photo of her wearing a black riding outfit, her waistline perfectly cinched, and her legs straight and long.

Now it's changed to light blue.

He lowered his eyes, took a sip of water, and gave a slight smile.

Let's see how suitable it is on Sunday.

-

Saturday, at the manor.

The sun was shining brightly, and luckily, no one died.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the manor, several luxury cars were already parked there.

Bo Ning was the first to jump out of the car and waved back at them.

"Brother and sister-in-law, hurry up! They're all here!"

Mu Siwan got out of the car and walked inside, standing beside Bo Yan.

After walking through the corridor, we arrived at the agreed-upon place. Xu Qishan was leaning back on the sofa drinking tea, with a girl in a floral dress sitting next to him, her features gentle and kind. Zhou Qishen was standing by the window making a phone call, with a girl in a red dress standing beside him, in her early twenties, with exquisite makeup, looking around.

Seeing them come in, Xu Qishan stood up.

"Oh, Mr. Bo is here." He walked over with a smile, his gaze falling on Mu Siwan. "This must be your sister-in-law, right? It's an honor to meet you."

Mu Siwan nodded.

"Hello there."

Xu Qishan then pointed to the girl next to him.

"My girlfriend, Lin Qing."

Lin Qingchong smiled.

Zhou Qishen hung up the phone and walked over, putting his arm around the girl in the red dress.

"This is my sister, Zhou Na." He smiled at Mu Siwan, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Zhou Na's gaze fell on Mu Siwan.

I read it carefully from top to bottom.

Then she smiled.

"I've always wanted to meet Bo Yan's wife."

Mu Siwan looked at her and nodded.

"Hello there."

After chatting for a while, Xu Qishan suggested that they go soak in the hot springs first.

"The rooms are all arranged. Go change your clothes first, and see you at the hot spring pool later."

-

The two entered the room arranged by Xu Qishan.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the distant snow-capped mountains, and the sunlight shines in, casting a warm glow on the floor.

Bo Yan sat down by the window, crossed his long legs, and casually flipped through the magazines on the table.

Mu Siwan packed her luggage and took the light blue swimsuit into the bathroom.

The door closed.

Bo Yan stared at the magazine, not reading a single word.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

He raised his head.

Mu Siwan came out of the bathroom with her hair pulled up high into a neat bun, revealing her slender and long neck.

Sunlight streamed in through the French windows, falling on her and making her pale skin almost transparent.

The light blue bikini looked fairly neat from the front, but turning to the side revealed that her back was almost completely bare, with only two thin straps crossed and tied at her waist. The outline of her shoulder blades was faintly visible as she walked, and a small shadow appeared in the dimples of her waist.

Bo Yan's magazine remained on that page for a long time without being turned.

She walked to her luggage and rummaged through it, her back to him, her bare back dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

"This one?"

Mu Siwan turned to look at him.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Bo Yan pursed his lips and remained silent for a long while.