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

The next day, although she still felt sleepy when she woke up, Song Xinya was able to get up.

Unlike before, when I would need to sleep for a whole day and night after pulling an all-nighter, I can now sleep much better.

President Qin is a man of his word; he promised to do it five times, never more and never less.

Song Xinya yawned and put on her white shirt.

After putting on her skirt and quickly washing up in the bathroom, she walked out of the bedroom.

"Wait," Qin Yuhe called out to her, "I have something to tell you."

"What?" Song Xinya's heart skipped a beat. She turned around and glanced at Qin Yuhe's waist and abdomen before lowering her gaze.

"There are only two hours left before work, and you always take so long, there's no time to do it again."

Qin Yuhe: "That's not what I wanted to talk to you about."

Song Xinya: "Then what should I say?"

Qin Yuhe: "Look down, look at your chest."

Song Xinya looked down and exclaimed, "Ah!"

She forgot to wear a bra.

If Qin Yuhe hadn't reminded her, she would have walked out looking like this.

I can't even imagine how embarrassing that would be.

This shock completely roused Song Xinya from her daze, and she regained full consciousness.

She quickly went back to the wardrobe, took out a new bra, and put it on.

She reached her hands behind her back and fastened the row of small buttons.

I fumbled around with my fingers, trying several times, but I still couldn't get it fastened.

The man's cool, refreshing scent enveloped her, settling on her skin.

Qin Yuhe held her fingers, acting as her eyes, and helped her fasten them.

Song Xinya reached for the white shirt, only to find that Qin Yuhe had already taken it.

The thin fabric of her shirt lingered on the back of her hand.

Qin Yuhe, holding the woman's white shirt, said, "Turn around."

Song Xinya changed from standing with her back to him to facing him directly.

Qin Yuhe's gaze followed her neck down, and he raised an eyebrow with a flirtatious air.

Song Xinya felt a blazing fireball fall into her underwear.

He took her arm and put it into the sleeve of his white shirt to help her get dressed.

She obediently cooperated with him, raising her arm.

Qin Yuhe's fingers covered her neckline, providing the full service as he helped her button up her clothes.

His deep, pleasant voice reached her ears: "Did I satisfy you last night?"

The post-lesson review has begun again.

Song Xinya: "I'm satisfied."

Qin Yuhe: "Are you satisfied with my performance last night?"

Song Xinya: "Very satisfied."

Qin Yuhe: "You probably won't have any more erotic dreams tonight, right?"

I really want to beg him on my knees, please don't bring up things that are hard to talk about.

Song Xinya: "...No."

Qin Yuhe: "I hope I won't have any more erotic dreams in the next few days?"

Song Xinya: "…………No."

Qin Yuhe buttoned up the last button and withdrew his hand: "My mission this time has been successfully completed."

Song Xinya: "Are you treating me like a project?"

Qin Yuhe put his arm around her shoulder and walked outside, saying, "As my wife, you are more precious than the project."

.........

On the first floor, Song Tingye sat at a table, eating a beef bun in one hand and holding a Peking University mathematics textbook, "Calculus," in the other.

They ate with relish and watched with great interest.

He heard light footsteps behind him, glanced back, and then turned around.

He then suddenly turned his head back, his gaze sweeping over Qin Yuyan.

Today she wore a candy green tank top, her neck was beautifully long and slender, and her delicate shoulders were completely exposed, as tender as butterfly wings made of white jade.

Song Tingye looked down at her body. A short pair of denim hot pants hugged the girl's slender waist and round, perky buttocks. Her legs were long, thin, and dazzlingly white.

Bang! The textbook "Calculus" fell onto the table.

*Thud*—A beef bun fell onto the Calculus textbook.

Song Tingye felt a burning sensation in his nasal cavity.

Qin Yuyan pointed at him and exclaimed, "Xiao Ye, you're bleeding from your nose!"

Song Tingye reached down and wiped his nose. Blood!

"I've never had a nosebleed before, why am I suddenly getting one?"

Qin Yuyan grabbed some tissues and stuffed them up his nostrils: "Pack them up!"

Song Tingye: "Thank you, little princess, for caring about me so much."

Qin Yuyan: "I'm afraid of getting blood on me."

Song Tingye: "QAQ."

The toilet paper was rolled into a stick and stuffed into both nostrils; it was immediately soaked with blood and flushed out.

Song Tingye: "Holy crap! My blood is flowing like a river!"

Qin Yuyan: "Your nosebleed is more intense than my period!"

The two were at a loss, flustered and confused, and tried to stuff the tissue in.

Song Xinya walked over and pressed the jumping Song Tingye back into a chair: "Sit properly, lean forward, pinch the sides of your nose with your thumb and forefinger, and apply pressure for 5-10 minutes."

Song Tingye did as instructed, and sure enough, the nosebleed stopped.

Qin Yuhe: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Song Tingye: "I slept really well, I fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow."

Qin Yuhe: "What special thing did you eat?"

Song Tingye: "I didn't eat anything special, I just ate forty boxes of mulberries in one go."

Song Xinya: "Are you trying to increase your milk supply by supplementing your diet like this?!"

Song Tingye: "Isn't a mulberry just a fruit?"

Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe were at a loss as to how to explain it to the child.

Qin Yuyan walked over with her phone in hand: "I just checked, mulberries are good for kidney health and enhancing male virility."

Song Tingye turned to Qin Yuhe and said, "Brother-in-law, do you have kidney deficiency?"

Qin Yuhe: "Ask your sister about this."

Song Tingye turned to Song Xinya and asked, "Does my brother-in-law have kidney deficiency?"

Song Xinya looked up at Qin Yuhe with a hint of reproach in her eyes. Why didn't he answer the question himself and instead left it to her?

"Your brother-in-law is in good health, has a good appetite, strong legs, and a very strong kidney."

Qin Yuhe: "Thank you for your affirmation, Madam."

Song Xinya seemed to understand. He had passed that question to her because he wanted to hear her praise him.

Children love praise.

Qin Baobao.

After breakfast, Qin Yuyan and Song Tingye saw Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe off.

Beside the Rolls-Royce, Qin Yuyan asked, "Brother, how many days are you planning to stay this time?"

Qin Yuhe: "I'm leaving today."

Qin Yuyan: "Great, brother, I feel even happier without you at home." Because no one is yelling at her anymore.

She happily spun around in circles.

Song Tingye's gaze lingered on Qin Yuyan's slender and beautiful body.

Qin Yuhe glanced at Song Tingye, then looked at Qin Yuyan and said, "Hurry up and go back inside and put on your pants. Who are you trying to impress with those bare legs? Didn't you notice someone's peeking at you?"

Song Tingye poked his head up to Qin Yuhe's eyelids, blinking his clear, bright eyes: "Brother-in-law, who's peeking at Yanyan?"

Qin Yuhe: "Did I say anything to you? Why are you coming up to me like that? What are you feeling guilty about?"

Song Tingye: "Oh, so you didn't mention me."

Qin Yuhe: "If I wasn't talking about you, then who was I talking about?"

Song Tingye: "I don't know either."

Qin Yuhe felt that the other party had a high IQ, but a very low EQ.

Song Xinya: "Yanyan, go back and change into jeans and a T-shirt."

Qin Yuyan: "Don't I look good dressed like this?"

Song Xinya: "It looks good."

Qin Yuyan: "Then I have to dress like this even more."

Qin Yuhe: "This month's allowance will be deducted."

Qin Yuyan: "I think jeans and a T-shirt look pretty good too, I'll go change now."

.........

On my way to work, inside my Rolls-Royce.

Song Xinya asked, "What time is your flight?"

Qin Yuhe: "Half an hour later."

His schedule is always very tight, with one thing following another right after another; he's always very busy.

Despite being so busy, he still flew back to help her satisfy her physical needs when he saw her having a wet dream.

Song Xinya smiled, raising the corners of her lips.

He's such a responsible and loving husband.

The car stopped at the company entrance, but Song Xinya didn't get out immediately because she had something else on her mind.

"Mr. Qin, when will the paternity test results for Jian Yiyi be available?"

Qin Yuhe: "I asked about this this morning, and the answer will be released at 1 p.m. this afternoon."

Song Xinya: "Great! Today I know whether Jian Yiyi is my sister or not."