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

The water in the bathtub got hotter and hotter.

The rising steam climbed all over the tiles, gathering into streams of water that meandered downwards.

Song Xinya gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly with both hands. Because he was exerting so much force, her hands tightened as well, her slender fingers turning a pale white.

Glistening droplets trickled down her cheeks.

A small portion is water vapor, but the majority is tears produced by extreme pleasure.

Ripples spread across the water's surface in concentric circles, violently churning and crashing against the tank walls, lingering for a long time...

.........

At this moment, in the living room on the first floor.

Song Tingye and Qin Yuyan looked up at the second floor, their eyes filled with longing.

The longing for steamed corn bread.

It's already 11 a.m., why aren't my brother-in-law and sister-in-law coming down yet?

If the two of them don't come down, Song Tingye and Qin Yuyan won't get any cornbread to eat.

Without Qin Yuhe's permission, no one dared to give them a bite to eat.

Yesterday, the two of them were so hungry that they drank a lot of water before going to bed.

Water is a fragile thing; it quickly turned into urine and was excreted.

Qin Yuyan had been saying she wanted to lose weight, but she couldn't control her eating.

You shout out the slogan of losing weight loudly, and seven days later, when you step on the scale, you've gained eight pounds.

I've been eating cornbread for four days straight and I've lost ten pounds.

The weight I couldn't lose before, I've finally lost.

How can it not be considered a dream come true?

The pampered little princess was starving and became thin and pale.

Song Tingye was in no better shape; his legs were trembling, and he was starving.

The two of them are now in a worse state than the Beggars' Sect.

Qin Yuyan was crying from hunger, wiping away her tears as she said, "Let's go upstairs to find my brother and sister-in-law. I want to eat cornbread, waaaaah, I've been craving this cornbread all night, waaaaah."

Song Tingye quickly comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry. I'll go upstairs with you right now and ask your sister and brother-in-law for some cornbread for you."

The two people stood at the door of Qin Yuhe and Song Xinya's bedroom and knocked.

No one answered.

Song Tingye yelled and rapped a few lines: "Open the door, open the door, don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're home, you dare to starve us, you dare to open the door."

Qin Yuyan: "...We're both starving to death, and you're still in the mood for jokes."

Song Tingye: "It's about finding joy in hardship."

He turned to look at her and saw that she had stopped crying.

So the joke was quite effective.

He gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, cleaning the mottled tear stains on her face: "You've cried like a little kitten."

Qin Yuyan looked at him with teary eyes: "I must look really ugly right now."

Song Tingye: "You are the most beautiful kitten."

The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

Song Tingye's fingertip traced from the corner of her eye to her temple: "The little princess looks even more beautiful when she smiles."

Qin Yuyan: "Sigh, if I were well-fed, I would smile at you every day, but, sigh—"

She clutched her stomach and pouted, "I'm so hungry I can't even smile anymore."

Song Tingye raised his fist high: "Keep banging on the door, and I'll get you some cornbread!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang——

After banging on the door six times, Song Tingye felt his legs go weak and he wanted to kneel down.

There's nothing I can do, I'm too weak.

With his current small frame, he's not suited for school or work; he's suited for enjoying life.

He cried out weakly, "Brother-in-law, open the door, the door, the door, the door!"

Qin Yuyan then pounded on the door: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, my dear sister-in-law, I want to eat cornbread."

The bedroom is very soundproof; with the doors and windows closed, the two people inside cannot hear any sounds from outside.

But the doors and windows are not closed now.

Song Xinya was pinned down in the bathtub by Qin Yuhe. Her heart was already racing, and she was having difficulty breathing. The hot and thin air in the bathroom made her feel like she was about to faint.

"Open, open the window."

Qin Yuhe withdrew halfway, straightened up, and opened the window.

This window faces the corridor.

Song Tingye and Qin Yuyan were standing in the corridor.

The two were worried because they couldn't see what was going on inside the house.

Song Tingye was tall; he could easily reach the window and see into the bathroom by simply standing on tiptoe.

Qin Yuyan: "That window is open!"

Song Tingye: "I'll climb up and take a look!"

The two children stood under the window, looking up, and asked very politely and loudly, "Hey, is anyone inside?"

Bang—the window slammed shut.

Click—the window is locked from the inside.

Song Tingye: "..."

Qin Yuyan: "..."

Song Tingye: "Why are they avoiding us?"

Qin Yuyan: "Nonsense, when you go to the toilet naked, do you want others to see you?"

Song Tingye stroked his chin with his fingers: "That makes sense."

Qin Yuyan: "While there are people inside, Xiao Ye, quickly smash the window a few times."

Song Tingye stood on tiptoe and punched three times.

Qin Yuyan: "Will brother open the door for us?"

Song Tingye: "If he doesn't open the window, I'll smash it and climb in."

A soft sound reached their ears as the bedroom door opened.

Qin Yuhe stood at the door, loosely wrapped in a bathrobe, his forehead damp with sweat, a thin layer of moisture lingering on his neck, and his whole body radiating a vibrant, scorching heat.

Song Tingye understands this state of mind in men very well because he often feels the same way.

"Brother-in-law, you must have just finished exercising."

Qin Yuhe: "Why do you know so much about this?"

Song Tingye: "I'm like this every time I finish playing basketball."

Qin Yuhe: "You're bothering me? Do you expect me to play basketball with you?"

Song Tingye: "No."

Song Tingye and Qin Yuyan looked at Qin Yuhe and said in unison, "I want to eat cornbread."

The two children had already been disciplined by President Qin, and they didn't even dare to think about meat anymore; they just wanted to eat cornbread obediently.

Qin Yuhe picked up the phone, called over the servants, gave each of them a steamed bun, and sent the two away.

He went back to the bathroom, where Song Xinya was already asleep on the bathtub.

This time, in the water, it was only halfway done.

Qin Yuhe pulled Song Xinya out of the water and held her in his arms.

She was like a mermaid who had just emerged from the sea, completely naked, with smooth, delicate, snow-white skin that was dripping wet.

Qin Yuhe's clothes were soaked through.

The sheets were crumpled and covered in various marks, remnants of their passionate lovemaking.

Qin Yuhe placed Song Xinya on the relatively clean side.

He picked up a towel and wiped her body.

When his fingers touched her, she thought he was about to start again and twisted her body to struggle.

"Don't move," Qin Yuhe said, holding her shoulder with one hand to keep her still. "You need to be dried off before you can sleep."

She struggled even more fiercely, her waist twisting seductively.

Qin Yuhe: "Look at you, you've soaked the sheets with all that water."