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

Carrying an adult for four hours, even on flat ground, would be tiring.

Not to mention mountain roads.

Qin Yuhe can persevere, but that doesn't mean he won't get tired.

The moment they reached the foot of the mountain, Song Xinya struggled to slide off his back, refusing to let him carry her anymore.

It was completely dark by then.

Qin Yuhe looked at the lights ahead and asked Song Xinya for her opinion: "Jian Shuibing kidnapped Jian Yiyi to a place like this, she certainly wouldn't hide her in a place as easy to find as her home. Let's find a place to stay today, and tomorrow we can go deeper into the mountains and start searching for her. What do you think?"

After such a long journey, the group was exhausted. In the dead of night, with limited visibility, what could they possibly find if they ventured deeper into the mountains? They might even encounter an accident.

Qin Yuhe's plan is the most reasonable.

Song Xinya replied, "Okay."

He took her hand and went to the nearest farmer's house, knocking on the door to ask for lodging.

In the dead of night, a group of strangers are standing at your door; anyone would refuse to enter.

Unfortunately, President Qin gave just too much.

I'll give you 100,000 RMB for one night's lodging.

In this world, you can't go against anything, but you can't go against money.

If money can't solve the problem, it's because there isn't enough money.

The farmer's door was wide open, facing Qin Yuhe and his group.

Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe moved into the most spacious room.

Conditions are limited in the mountains; there are no showerheads, let alone bathtubs.

The place used for bathing was a shed made of a few tattered sheets of cloth. It had no roof, was open to the elements, and had no door, only a tattered cloth for covering it.

A wild, open-air public bathhouse.

Song Xinya was taking a bath in this "wild open-air bathhouse," while Qin Yuhe stood at the door, holding it for her.

Under the witness of the moon and the starry sky, she quickly finished her shower.

Lifting the tattered cloth, Song Xinya stepped out of the wild, open-air bathhouse.

Her dark hair was wet and loose, and her fair cheeks were damp with moisture, making her look even more delicate and tender. She was surrounded by moisture, and her eyes and brows were gentle.

Song Xinya: "Go inside and take a shower. I'll open the door for you."

Qin Yuhe: "No need, go inside. Who would dare to peep at a grown man like me taking a bath?"

Song Xinya recalled the women she had met along the way, whose eyes always lit up whenever they saw Qin Yuhe.

"Men need to protect themselves when they're out in the world."

Qin Yuhe: "My body is only for you to see, is that right?"

Song Xinya: "Of course, do you want other women to see this?"

Qin Yuhe: "I hadn't thought about it."

Song Xinya: "You better not think about it, or I'll curse your rotten penis."

Qin Yuhe paused for a moment, then rubbed his forehead and chuckled speechlessly: "No, Song Xinya, what kind of indecent things are you saying to me in the middle of the night?"

Song Xinya's face was serious: "I didn't say anything inappropriate to you. I'm talking to you about this very seriously."

She knew that thing was very important to men, which is why she used Qin Yuhe's thing to curse him.

Of course, the curse won't come true if he doesn't show his body to other women.

Qin Yuhe cupped her face in his hands, squeezing her pretty little face until it was deformed.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips: "I won't show this to anyone else, only to you."

Song Xinya winked at him, indicating her agreement.

Qin Yuhe released his hands from her cheeks, placed his palms on her shoulders, and gave her a push: "Go back inside quickly, dry your hair, don't catch a cold."

Song Xinya returned to the house, her hair still damp, when Qin Yuhe came back after taking a shower.

Men are quick at showering.

He took the towel from her hand and gently dried her hair strand by strand.

At this moment, Song Xinya was sitting on the bed, and Qin Yuhe was standing by the bed. She hugged his waist, pressed her face against his body, and nestled against him obediently.

After drying her hair, Qin Yuhe said, "All done."

The woman who was holding his waist did not respond.

Qin Yuhe looked down and saw that her eyelashes had fallen, her eyes were closed, and she had fallen asleep.

He held her shoulders and gently placed her on the bed.

There are many mosquitoes in the deep mountains, but thankfully, mosquito nets are hung around the bed.

Because of its age, the white mosquito net has turned yellow and has been patched with several large patches.

Qin Yuhe put the mosquito net down and checked it over; there were no mosquitoes inside.

As he was about to lie down to sleep, he heard a knock on the door in the yard.

The farming couple got out of bed again: "Who's knocking on the door now? Tonight is like snow in June, one strange thing after another."

Muttering to themselves, the couple ran faster than anyone else, hoping that another God of Wealth would come and bring them money.

The gate to the courtyard opened, and the couple saw a slender figure wearing a black hat, black mask, and black glasses.

In the middle of the night, this outfit looked strange and creepy.

You have to be alive to get money.

There is a kind of pain that comes from dying before you've spent all your money.

Bang! The farmer and his wife slammed the door shut.

The knocking sounded again, followed by a clear, youthful voice: "I'm not a bad person, please open the door for me."

Judging from the boy's voice, he is not very old, and he even uses the word "please" when he speaks, so he doesn't sound like a bad person.

The farmer and his wife opened the door again, and the boy outside handed them a gold bar: "I'd like to stay the night."

The farmer and his wife immediately invited them inside.

They weren't people who were blinded by wealth; the main reason was that the young man seemed like a good person.

If he were a bad person, he would have barged in directly instead of offering a gold bar and sincerely exchanging it with them.

As the boy entered the living room, he was greeted by Qin Yuhe.

Like a mouse seeing a cat, he hurriedly turned around, his back to Qin Yuhe, trying to deceive him.

Qin Yuhe: "Stop hiding, Jin Ruizhi, I spotted you on the train."

Jin Ruizhi turned around, taking off his hat, mask, and glasses: "You recognized me, so why didn't you talk to me?"

Qin Yuhe: "Are you some kind of hot commodity? I'd rather be all over you."

Jin Ruizhi: "I'm already at Bilao Mountain. You can't send me away, I won't leave. I'm worried about Jian Yiyi, I need to find her."

Qin Yuhe glanced behind him: "Alone? No guards?"

Jin Ruizhi: "I didn't bring any; I came alone."

In the dead of night, dragging an injured arm, he trekked alone over mountains and valleys to reach the heart of the mountains; that takes guts.

Jin Ruizhi looked at Qin Yuhe with a stubborn expression: "Are you still going to kick me out?"

Qin Yuhe: "No, you have the right to pursue happiness."

Jin Ruizhi successfully settled into the farmer's home.

Qin Yuhe returned to the bedroom and saw Song Xinya sitting up in bed, lifting the mosquito net with her fingers, about to get off the bed.

"Why do you suddenly want to get up?"

Song Xinya: "When I woke up and saw you weren't there, I wanted to go look for you."

Qin Yuhe held her as they lay down on the bed: "No need to look for me, I'm here."

The next day, early in the morning, Qin Yuhe led a group of people into the deep mountains to search for Jian Yiyi.

The mountains stretch endlessly, and the forests are vast and boundless.

The clouds drifted slowly through the dense forest, the air was humid, and the light was dim.

Qin Yuhe was walking ahead when suddenly he heard a hissing sound.

His steps abruptly stopped.

The others realized something was wrong and stopped, looking in Qin Yuhe's direction.

This sight was quite alarming; it nearly terrified everyone.

Beside Qin Yuhe, less than a meter away from him, a snake was flicking its tongue on a tree branch.

Its body is dark brown with prominent neck wrinkles and spectacle-like markings, and the sides of the neck are swollen to form a hood.

Everyone was terrified.

"Holy crap! A snake! A cobra! A venomous snake!"

"Do you have a stick? Quickly find a stick and beat it to death!"

"Its body is suspended in mid-air, hanging from a tree branch, with no foothold. You can't kill it with a single blow; in fact, it might provoke it and cause it to attack President Qin, who is closest to it."

"Damn it! What do we do now?"

"We can't just stand there like that, can we?"

If you can stand still and outlive the snake, that's one way to escape.

But suddenly, the snake stood upright, its mouth wide open, and the cobra lunged at Qin Yuhe's neck.

"Aaaaaah! Mr. Qin, watch out!"

Everyone panicked and ran backward, trying to escape.

A slender figure rushed against the crowd to the front.

Just before the cobra was about to bite Qin Yuhe's neck, Song Xinya grabbed the cobra's neck tightly with both hands!