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

Why install a camera in the bedroom?

What husband would install a camera in the bedroom?

She had barely put on that sexy lingerie with cutouts in the bodice when he decided to install a camera in the bedroom!

A feeling of being spied on welled up in Song Xinya's heart, and she even suspected that Qin Yuhe had installed a camera in the bedroom.

She quickly covered the two large holes in her chest with both hands.

The rich, soft texture overflowed from between the fingers.

Song Xinya glanced around the bedroom but didn't find anything unusual.

Based on Qin Yuhe's style of doing things, if he wanted to install a camera in the bedroom, he would tell her beforehand.

For example, right now.

Song Xinya pulled over the blanket next to her and wrapped herself up like a silkworm cocoon.

[Mr. Qin, why do you want to install a camera in your bedroom?]

Qin Yuhe's expression was very serious: [I saw a news report a few days ago about a woman who fell while taking a shower and no one noticed. She missed the best treatment period and became disabled for life. I'm worried that something might happen to you while I'm not around, so I want to install a camera in the bedroom.]

Following his line of thought, Song Xinya reasoned that: [Then the camera shouldn't be installed in the bedroom, it should be installed in the bathroom.]

Qin Yuhe: [I'll do as you say, I'll install it in the bathroom.]

Song Xinya's mind felt like it was stuffed with a ball of yarn, all jumbled up.

What do you mean by "listen to her"? Did she say it was installed in the bathroom?

Song Xinya: [From now on, will I have to broadcast my showers live to you?]

Qin Yuhe: [If you want me to see it, I won't refuse.]

Song Xinya sent him a bunch of bombs.

Blow him up.

Qin Yuhe: [I have already ordered a camera, and the installer will come tomorrow.]

Song Xinya was dumbfounded. President Qin's speed was too fast!

I think it's better to install the camera in the bedroom.

Qin Yuhe: [I'll do as you say, I'll install it in the bedroom.]

Song Xinya: "..."

I listened to her again, as if she were the one who brought it up.

Qin Yuhe is a seasoned businessman and a master of negotiation. His method of resolving one conflict is to amplify another, even bigger one.

Compared to installing a camera in the bedroom, installing it in the bedroom seems less unacceptable.

A confident smile graced his handsome, deep-set face.

On the bed, Song Xinya rolled around like a cicada pupa.

Ugh! How could she have agreed to let Qin Yuhe install a camera in the bedroom?!

Song Xinya wondered if she had lost her mind!

I want to cancel and start over.

Old ginger is spicier, and old foxes are more cunning. Hey!

The more Song Xinya thought about it, the more she felt she had been tricked. She picked up her phone and sent Qin Yuhe a bunch of bombs.

Ding-dong-ding-dong~~ Ding-dong-ding-dong~~

Qin Yuhe made a video call.

Oh my god, she's wearing sexy lingerie with holes in her breasts!

What woman would be so bored at home as to wear revealing lingerie?

Song Xinya!

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Song Xinya admires herself.

The reason she suddenly had this idea tonight was because the dress was too revealing, and she was embarrassed to wear it in front of Qin Yuhe, so she secretly wore it for herself while he was not at home.

Women should treat themselves well; perfume should only be applied to the philtrum for one's own enjoyment, and revealing lingerie should only be worn for one's own eyes.

Despite all my calculations, I never expected Qin Yuhe to make a video call.

Song Xinya gritted her teeth and pressed the answer button.

Holding a phone in one hand, she covered her chest with a blanket in the other.

On the screen, Qin Yuhe's face was magnified in Song Xinya's pupils. His skin was exquisite, his bone structure was beautiful, his eyebrows and eyes were thick, and his skin was cold and white. He was more captivating than the wind and moon.

He sat under the office light, his sharp brow bone casting a dark, bluish shadow on his eyelids.

Those deep black eyes stared straight at her slender, fair shoulders.

"Purple, I've never seen you wear this pajama before."

Previously, Song Xinya had kept it hidden in a corner, and it had been covered in dust, so Qin Yuhe had naturally never seen it.

Song Xinya: "It's just a very ordinary piece of clothing, nothing special."

Qin Yuhe: "Since it's so ordinary, why are you hiding it? Let me see it."

Song Xinya: "...If an ordinary person hears that something is very ordinary, they won't want to watch it."

Qin Yuhe said, "I am not an ordinary person."

"I am a successor to socialism."

Song Xinya reached out her hand to the man on the screen: "Hello, me too."

Qin Yuhe also extended his hand, and the two shook hands across the distance.

The moment Song Xinya reached out, the blanket covering her chest slipped down and piled up around her waist.

Qin Yuhe stared intently at her.

Song Xinya was shaking hands with the two of them remotely, a smile playing on her lips. She thought she had a great sense of humor, and was extremely funny. But when she looked at the screen, her smile vanished instantly.

She grabbed the blanket and covered her bare chest, her face flushed red: "Where are you looking!"

Qin Yuhe: "Look at the beautiful parts."

Song Xinya: "I want to spray pepper spray in your eyes."

Qin Yuhe replied seriously, "No, if I go blind, you'll have a blind husband."

Song Xinya's cheeks were burning hot: "You've seen it, so I'm hanging up now. Let's go to sleep."

Qin Yuhe said, "I want to take one more look."

Honestly, he always says such lewd things with such a straight face.

Song Xinya wanted to ask, "If I asked to see your private parts, would you agree?" She didn't answer because he really would.

Qin Yuhe asked in a deep, cold voice, "Because there's a hole in my chest, you won't let me see?"

He...he brought that up again!

You think her face isn't red enough?

Song Xinya hung up the video call.

Ding—, three messages from Qin Yuhe arrived:

[I'm your legal husband, why can't I watch?]

[Can I only watch when it's just the two of us doing it?]

[Mrs. Qin, you're so stingy!]

Song Xinya tapped and smacked the screen vigorously: [It's the middle of the night, don't think about these things, just go to sleep!]

Qin Yuhe retorted righteously: [If I don't think about these things in the middle of the night, am I supposed to think about them during the day?]

Song Xinya didn't know how to respond to him for a moment, and even felt that what he said made some sense.

She bombarded him with more bombs.

Qin Yuhe's phone screen was covered in bombs.

Mrs. Qin has a terrible temper.

Song Xinya lay on the bed, tossed and turned for a while, then sat up and took off her purple lingerie.

She immediately made a vow: I will never wear this revealing lingerie again, never again, definitely!

If she wears it again, she'll perform a scene of stewing herself in an iron pot for everyone!

The next day, early in the morning, after Song Xinya got up, the technician who installed the camera arrived.

Song Xinya: "Let's install the camera facing the balcony."

The technician said, "Madam, Mr. Qin instructed that the camera should be installed directly facing the double bed."

After calming down overnight, Song Xinya started to get restless again.

Why did you install the camera facing the head of your bed?

Qin Yuhe: [Because...]

On every day we can't meet, I want to see you.