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

Qin Yuhe went to Shanghai on a business trip for a month. This time, he suddenly returned to Beijing and didn't even go into the group headquarters. Instead, he parachuted into the education and training company's work group. Zhao Yinian couldn't stop smiling. How much does President Qin value her?

Even though President Qin couldn't see her, Zhao Yinian still took out a small mirror, tidied her hair, drew her eyebrows, and applied lipstick.

She happily picked up her phone and saw a line of small print at the bottom of the screen: Qin Yuhe invited Song Xinya to join the group chat.

The smile on Zhao Yinian's face vanished in an instant.

President Qin invited Song Xinya to join the group chat!

I've never seen President Qin proactively invite anyone to join the group chat!

President Qin suddenly appeared in this work group just to invite Song Xinya to join the chat?!

Zhao Yinian tentatively asked, "President Qin, is there anything you want to tell us?"

Qin Yuhe spoke his first words in the group: [Zhao Yinian, you apologize to Song Xinya.]

The world seemed to stand still at that moment, and everyone in the group was shocked.

President Qin suddenly appeared in the work group for Song Xinya's sake!

What is the relationship between President Qin and Song Xinya?

President Qin and Song Xinya seem to be very close?

Zhao Yinian said慌张地, "President Qin, please let me explain."

Qin Yuhe: [You don't need to tell me anything bad about her. In my eyes, she has never made a mistake.]

Everyone: Oh my god!

What's the difference between this and confessing your feelings?

There's definitely something going on between President Qin and Song Xinya!

Affair!

Zhao Yinian's love for Qin Yuhe shattered into pieces!

Even if she had nine lives, she wouldn't dare to mess with the people that President Qin is protecting.

In the group chat, in front of everyone, Zhao Yinian apologized to Song Xinya: [I was wrong just now, Miss Song, I'm sorry.]

Song Xinya: [Hmm~]

When she put down her phone, a smug smile played on her lips, and she looked radiant.

Qin Yuhe looked at her and asked, "Are you happy now?"

It's exhilarating to be able to hold one's head high and feel great.

Song Xinya looked up at him and said, "Thank you for helping me."

Qin Yuhe rested one arm on the car window, turned his head to look at her, and stretched out his arm towards her.

Song Xinya swayed her waist and moved closer to him, nestling obediently in his arms.

The air was filled with a rich fragrance, and her skin felt slightly cool. He held her arm in his hand, his palm smooth as jade.

Qin Yuhe took out a pink thermos and handed it to Song Xinya.

Song Xinya twirled the delicate thermos in her hand, examining it closely, and asked, "What's in this?"

Qin Yuhe: "Brown sugar water."

Song Xinya: "President Qin, you've gone to so much trouble. Even in your busy schedule, you still remembered to have the maid make me brown sugar water."

Qin Yuhe: "I cooked it."

"ah!?"

Song Xinya asked in surprise, "Didn't you get up with me this morning? How did you have time to make brown sugar water?"

Qin Yuhe: "I cooked it when I had insomnia in the middle of the night."

At three in the morning, Mr. Qin, who was still hungry, was unable to sleep due to his desires, so he got up to make brown sugar water for his wife.

The thermos has a double-layer structure with a vacuum insulation layer in the middle, so even if it is filled with boiling water, you can't feel the heat on the outside.

Song Xinya held the thermos cup in both hands, feeling the warmth in her palms.

Qin Yuhe: "It might not taste very good the first time you make brown sugar water. If you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself. You don't have to drink it."

Song Xinya: "It must taste really good, I'll finish it."

Qin Yuhe didn't say anything more, just smiled faintly.

Song Xinya murmured, "This is the first time you've ever made brown sugar water for a woman..."

Qin Yuhe: "You seem quite surprised."

Song Xinya was indeed quite surprised, because she knew that she was not Qin Yuhe's first woman.

Given Qin Yuhe's gentle and considerate personality, and his ability to take care of girls, he must have taken care of his first woman in the same way.

Good men are rare, unless you meet someone blind.

Women too.

Song Xinya sometimes wondered why Qin Yuhe didn't end up with his first woman.

The thermos slipped from her palm, and Qin Yuhe caught it deftly.

"You were so distracted that you dropped your thermos, Mrs. Qin. What were you thinking about?"

Song Xinya snuggled closer to him, her fingers tracing circles on his chest.

"We've been married for so long, why am I still not pregnant?"

Qin Yuhe: "You're not a light bulb that lights up as soon as you plug it in."

Song Xinya: "Then why are some women like light bulbs, they can light up as soon as you plug them in?"

"I've heard before that some couples can get the woman pregnant immediately if they don't use protection even once."

Qin Yuhe pondered the meaning behind her words for a moment: "Are you saying I'm not good enough?"

Song Xinya's slender and delicate body pressed close to him, her curves rounded and undulating, her waist so slender it could be encircled in one hand. Her soft and seductive way of leaning against him was like a beautiful snake with colorful patterns, very alluring.

"I didn't mean that."

If anyone is wrong, it's her; every time, she's the one who cries and begs for mercy.

She even doubted whether Qin Yuhe, with his formidable physique, had ever been satisfied with his sexual encounters.

Perhaps he was still restraining himself and hadn't completely let loose with his eating.

Song Xinya: "What I mean is, when you come back in a week, my period will have just ended."

Qin Yuhe: "That's perfect."

Song Xinya playfully punched him with her fist: "What's so good about that? Seven days before and eight days after, it's not easy to get pregnant."

Qin Yuhe: "Did you do that with me just to get pregnant?"

Song Xinya: "Or what?"

Qin Yuhe: "…………"