Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

Chapter 216 is even more exciting...

The others walked out of the service area and looked back, only to find that Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe had not followed.

Jin Ruizhi volunteered: "I'll go back and find them."

Jane followed closely behind: "I'll go with you."

The two walked into the service area.

Jin Ruizhi, being tall and long-legged, walked ahead, his gaze sweeping around until he saw Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe embracing and kissing.

They were still on the street, and people were passing by from time to time.

Little Jin Ruizhi was greatly shocked.

They were eating on the street!

Is this what adult relationships are like?

That's too unrestrained!

He was so reckless, kissing the person he liked. Jin Ruizhi was an honest guy, so he just told the truth: he wanted to try it too.

Just then, Jian Yi ran up from behind: "Jin Ruizhi, what are you looking at?"

Jin Ruizhi reached out and blocked Jian Yi's view: "Don't look."

Let him watch this inappropriate scene by himself!

All Jian Yi could see was Jin Ruizhi's palm: "Why can you look, but I can't?"

Jin Ruizhi: "I'm older than you."

Jane Yi: "You're only a few months older than me."

Jin Ruizhi: "Being older than you by one day is still being older, so you have to call me brother."

Jian Yi: "Brother, let me see it."

A soft, sweet, coquettish voice entered Jin Ruizhi's ears, and his hard bones began to soften.

Should we show it to her?

In the instant he was distracted, Jian Yi playfully jumped to the side, looked straight ahead, and her fair cheeks instantly turned bright red!

Oh my god, my sister and brother-in-law were kissing in the street!

Both of them are still greenhorns. They would feel both curious and embarrassed to see others kissing or even holding hands.

So innocent and pure.

What's more, the two people kissing are his own sister and brother-in-law.

Jane turned around abruptly, her face flushed crimson.

Jin Ruizhi stood beside her with his arms crossed, and said lazily, "Look, look, why aren't you looking anymore?"

Jane pouted her rosy lips slightly: "Why didn't you stop me just now?"

Jin Ruizhi laughed: "Hey, Jian Yiyi, stop being unreasonable. I kept stopping you, but you insisted on watching."

Jane Yi: "Who told you not to stop me tightly enough?"

Jin Ruizhi: "What else could I do to stop you? I can't exactly carry you out by the waist, can I?"

Jane Yi: "That's not possible; men and women shouldn't touch each other."

Jin Ruizhi: "I know, so I won't touch you until you come of age."

Jane Yi: "You can't touch it even after you're an adult."

Jin Ruizhi: "When can we touch it?"

Jane Yi: "Never touch it in my entire life."

Jin Ruizhi: "If you never let another man touch you for the rest of your life, then I'll agree."

Jane Yi: "Okay."

Jin Ruizhi was secretly pleased to have gotten a promise.

The two weren't stupid enough to run up to Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe and say, "Stop kissing, let's go."

The two little ones returned to the entrance of the service area.

Grandma Qin: "Have you found Hehe and Yaya?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Found it."

Grandpa Qin: "What are they doing?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Eat spicy strips."

Grandma Qin: "This is junk food, you can't eat it."

Jin Ruizhi spread his hands: "Grandma, I can't control them."

Grandma Qin: "I'll talk about them in a bit."

Since they were on the street, Qin Yuhe naturally couldn't hold Song Xinya, stick his tongue into her mouth, and give her a French stir.

Lips pressed together, a fleeting taste.

Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of the service area and joined the main group.

Grandma Qin looked at Qin Yuhe: "You took Ya Ya to eat junk food?"

Qin Yuhe: "?"

"What?"

Grandma Qin: "You think I don't know? Jin Ruizhi came to find you just now and found you secretly eating spicy snacks."

Qin Yuhe understood, and coldly glanced at Jin Ruizhi.

Jin Ruizhi touched his nose and said that it was better for them to eat spicy strips than for them to eat mouths.

It's so embarrassing to tell people about your eating habits.

Song Xinya walked over and said, "Grandma, Hehe didn't take me to eat junk food. He gave me cotton candy earlier, which took a little longer."

Grandma Qin then stopped talking about Qin Yuhe.

The Rolls-Royce continued driving on the highway.

As daylight fades, the sunset paints the entire world red, only to be replaced by the pitch-black night.

The Rolls-Royce was parked inside a hospital.

In the ward, a burn specialist in a white coat examined Qin Yuhe.

Anxious, Song Xinya asked, "Doctor, will his hand recover to its previous state?"

A burn specialist said, "There is a chance of complete recovery, about 10%."

It's no longer a vague hope, but a definite probability.

Although it sounds like the probability is slim, there is now hope.

Song Xinya asked impatiently, "Can we start some treatment now?"

Burn specialist: "Yes, I can personally treat Mr. Qin's scar removal. It's getting late, and there's an empty room available. Mr. Qin can check in there, and I'll treat him again tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing that there was hope for Qin Yuhe's hand to recover, Grandma Qin and Grandpa Qin breathed a sigh of relief and led Jian Yiyi and Jin Ruizhi back home, while Song Xinya stayed at the hospital with Qin Yuhe.

After Qin Yuhe finished his scar removal treatment, he pushed open the door to the ward and saw Song Xinya wearing a pink nightgown, sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed, with her eyes closed and her hands clasped together.

Qin Yuhe: "What are you doing?"

Song Xinya: "I pray for you, and ask God to protect you."

Qin Yuhe: "We are a socialist society, we believe in Marxist materialism, and we do not believe in God."

Song Xinya kept her eyes closed and clasped her hands together, saying, "Then I pray to the Jade Emperor to bless you. The Jade Emperor is our god."

Qin Yuhe walked over to her and patted her head: "You've started getting into metaphysics all this time, aren't you silly?"

Song Xinya: "The end of science is metaphysics, I'm not stupid."

Qin Yuhe smiled and let her sit cross-legged on the bed to pray to the gods.

His fingers brushed against his collar, unbuttoning his white shirt one button at a time, revealing his sharp collarbones, muscular chest, and well-defined abs.

After taking off his shirt, he turned to look at the little girl on the bed: "I need to take a shower. Have you finished praying to the gods?"

Song Xinya opened her eyes and saw the man's broad, strong shoulders and narrow waist: "I've finished praying. The Jade Emperor said he will definitely bless your hands so that they can be completely restored."

Qin Yuhe beckoned to her: "Hurry up and come over here to give me a bath."

Song Xinya jumped off the bed, ran to his side, snuggled into his arms, and let him put one of his arms on her shoulder: "I'll carry you there."

Qin Yuhe could walk on his own long ago, but with a beauty in his arms, he wouldn't refuse. He put his arm around her shoulder and leaned half his body against her.

Song Xinya huffed and puffed as she carried him toward the bathroom.

Qin Yuhe's abdominal wound has not yet healed. The wound has just started to heal and is not yet firmly established, so it cannot be exposed to water.

Song Xinya took a wet towel and carefully wiped his body.

Qin Yuhe: "Take off my underwear and wipe that area carefully for me too."

Song Xinya blushed and said, "You wipe that spot yourself."

Qin Yuhe: "Didn't you wipe it before? Why are you unwilling today?"

Don't even mention that last time, she was wiping him down when he... you know.

Song Xinya was so frightened that she had wet dreams all night.

But that time, because his hand was still wrapped in gauze and he couldn't take care of himself, even though he was... well, she still gritted her teeth and helped him clean it up.

This time was different; he could take care of his hands on his own.

After wiping his neck, back, legs, and arms, Song Xinya stuffed the wet towel into his hands: "You can wipe the rest yourself."

She walked out of the bathroom, lay down on the bed, and buried her burning cheeks in the pillow.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form; one cannot be attached to form.

Qin Yuhe walked out of the bathroom, his tall and strong body pressing down on Song Xinya's soft and slender body.

She was lying face down, and he was on top of her.

The heavy weight made her feel like she couldn't breathe.

The warmth of their intertwined bodies soothed every nerve in her body.

The man's strong and powerful body captivated her.

She politely declined, saying, "Qin Yuhe, don't do anything rash."

Qin Yuhe said, "I won't do anything inappropriate, I just want to eat you."

Song Xinya: "This is a hospital ward."