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

Burgundy and purple lingerie were laid out side by side on the bed.

The soft, skin-friendly fabric and the sexy, alluring design exude charm and desire.

The moment the two pieces of lingerie were laid out, an air of desire filled the room.

Song Xinya's fair fingers slowly traced over the two pieces of sexy lingerie, pondering which one to wear.

A message popped up on my phone: "Baby, pick the one with the cutout in the middle of the chest. A hot girl like you wearing that would absolutely seduce your husband!"

Song Xinya picked up her phone to reply to the message: [Thanks for the invitation. My husband says he wants to live a good life.]

The moment she put down her phone, Song Xinya picked up the purple lingerie.

The towel tucked into her chest was untied, and the white cotton fabric slid down her smooth skin, piling up on the clean, long-pile carpet.

Her small, white feet slipped through the middle of her skirt, and the purple fabric rubbed against her thighs from bottom to top, brushing against her waist and clinging to her chest.

Thin straps hung on her slender, delicate shoulders as Song Xinya put on her purple lingerie nightgown and walked to the mirror.

A striking image was reflected in the mirror...

The moment Song Xinya saw it, her heart pounded, and she closed her eyes.

She was worried that if Qin Yuhe saw her wearing this outfit, he would think she was a pervert.

That's so inappropriate.

That's too lewd.

The two of them are not very familiar with each other yet, and she is worried that he will not be able to handle such a thrilling activity on their first time.

Okay, she was actually worried that she wouldn't be able to handle it.

Song Xinya blushed and walked back to the bedside, took off her purple nightgown and put it back on the bed.

She picked up the burgundy nightgown, put it on, and went to the mirror again.

The beauty has snow-white skin and red lips, a slender waist and pert hips, long and alluring legs, a smooth back like fine jade, and a deep line on her front like a ravine that makes people want to drown in it.

Although this nightgown has a bold design, it covers up everything that needs to be covered, making it alluring in just the right amount of way.

The most alluring thing is not being completely naked, but being half-covered, half-revealed, half-hidden, hazy and indistinct. That sense of mystery and the atmosphere that inspires imagination is the most lethal tactic.

This burgundy nightgown perfectly embodies that.

Song Xinya did not take it off and chose to keep wearing it.

She checked the time; it was already 10 p.m.

Qin Yuhe has not returned yet.

Song Xinya wasn't in a hurry. Qin Yuhe had a lot of things to do, and she also had a lot of things to do herself.

She wrapped herself in a bathrobe, sat at the table, opened her laptop, and browsed through the latest job postings.

Because Qin Yuhe provided her with stable accommodation and 200,000 yuan in pocket money, she no longer had to struggle and drift in the wind and rain like a rootless duckweed.

She now has ample time to choose a job that aligns with her career plans.

Song Xinya looked through all the job posting websites, and time passed by in a flash.

One of the job postings caught her attention; it was for a top-tier tutor specializing in extracurricular tutoring for high school seniors.

Song Xinya was an A-level lecturer at her original company and had not yet been selected as a gold-medal lecturer.

According to the original company's rating system, performance in online live streaming with facial recognition was required.

Previously, because she was too fat, Mr. Wang said she was too ugly and wouldn't let her show her face on live streams.

Song Xinya's performance in this area was blank, so she was not awarded the title of Gold Medal Lecturer.

Scrolling down the job posting, Song Xinya saw the name of the company that was hiring.

A subsidiary of the Qin Group.

The boss of this company is actually Qin Yuhe!

Song Xinya's eyes were full of surprise.

The Qin Group has always focused on financial business, but it turns out they've also ventured into the education and training industry.

People strive for higher positions, just as water flows downhill. The Qin Group has abundant capital and offers the highest salary and best benefits among all the job openings. Song Xinya has no reason to give up such a good opportunity.

She immediately sent her a resume.

However, she did not intend to use Qin Yuhe's connections to get ahead, because she was confident in her own abilities.

Her students have improved their grades the fastest and have the best reputation; her outstanding professional skills are her greatest asset.

After submitting my resume and closing my laptop, it was almost midnight.

Sleeping past midnight will cause you to go bald, so Song Xinya crawled into bed at 11:59.

She took off the robe she was wearing and went to sleep in only a burgundy nightgown.

The villa is equipped with a constant temperature system, maintaining a cool and comfortable 22 degrees Celsius 24 hours a day. The blankets are made of soft and comfortable mulberry silk, and the mattresses are made of sea silk rattan worth 2 million yuan each.

Song Xinya, however, suffered from insomnia.

She tossed and turned the pages several times before reaching for her phone on the bedside table.

She pressed the power button, and in the dim night, the soft, clear light from the phone screen bathed her face.

She opened WeChat and stared blankly at the profile picture of a lone red rose standing in the darkness.

The message he sent her was still the one he wrote: [If you want, I'll reply.]

When will you be back?

A surge of anticipation welled up in Song Xinya's heart.

She had never looked forward to a man coming home like this before.

It seems I have something on my mind.

Song Xinya placed her phone on the bedside table and lay in bed counting sheep.

She fell asleep when she counted to 10,001 sheep.

.........

At three o'clock in the morning, the bedroom door was pushed open and Qin Yuhe walked in.

The room wasn't completely dark; soft floor lamps cast a warm, veil-like glow.

She left the light on for him.

Qin Yuhe walked very quietly to the double bed, to the side closest to Song Xinya.

He looked at her lying in the quilt, her small face serene and gentle, revealing a completely unguarded and innocent childlike nature, much like a naive little child.

Qin Yuhe reached out to touch her face, but seeing that her breathing was even and gentle, he withdrew his hand.

Never mind, I shouldn't disturb the child's sleep.

Qin Yuhe left the bedroom, took a shower in another room, and then returned to the bedroom.

He pulled back the covers and lay down on the other side.

Just before he was drifting off to sleep, a warm body pressed against him, and the sweet, delicate fragrance of the girl lingered around his nose.

He was held tightly in her arms.

He was wearing a sleeveless nightgown, its soft, full fabric pressing against his arms, the sensation so distinct.

Qin Yuhe's sleepiness vanished instantly.

The body has an instinctive liking, slight palpitations, and restlessness.

A secret sense of comfort washed over me, yet it felt far from enough; I wanted more.

Then something changed somewhere.

Qin Yuhe placed the back of his hand on his forehead and smiled speechlessly.

Working from 8 a.m. to 3 a.m. the next day, a continuous 19 hours, to be honest, it was quite tiring.

But the moment her body touched his, he immediately became aroused.

Even though you're this tired, you still want to do that.

Qin Yuhe also admired himself.

The girl was sleeping soundly, and he couldn't possibly let his animalistic instincts get the better of him and wake her up in the middle of the night, at 3:30 in the morning, to do it with her.

I took a deep breath, adjusted my mindset, and the restlessness that had been lingering in my heart finally subsided.

Just as Qin Yuhe was about to fall asleep again, he suddenly felt a weight on his thigh; her snow-white thigh was resting on his.

Her body temperature and weight pressed down on him.

The girl in his arms had a body as soft as a vine, clinging to him and occasionally moving and rubbing against him.

Qin Yuhe's breathing became heavy, a little burning, yet a faint sense of comfort rose within him.

I can't sleep now...