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

Song Xinya: "This bed is 1.2 meters wide, it's not big enough for both of us to sleep on."

Qin Yuhe: "I want to sleep with you."

Song Xinya didn't say it was impossible again, but instead said, "Let me think of a way."

In this ward, besides the bed where Qin Yuhe sleeps, there is another 1.2-meter-wide hospital bed.

Hospital beds are prepared for patients.

Song Xinya is not a patient, but she was sick before.

Rounding down, this bed was prepared for her.

She happily decided that she would sleep in this bed tonight.

The bed had wheels on its four legs, and Song Xinya easily pushed it to Qin Yuhe's bedside.

Two single beds were put together to form a simple double bed.

Song Xinya lay on the bed, her pillow next to Qin Yuhe's pillow, her body next to Qin Yuhe's body.

Qin Yuhe buried his head in her neck, his short, stiff hair, each strand distinct, brushing against her soft skin, stimulating a distinct, slight tingling sensation. He inhaled deeply her scent and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Mrs. Qin, you smell so good."

Song Xinya often heard him say that she smelled nice, and she was curious about what her body smelled like to him, so she asked, "What kind of scent?"

Qin Yuhe: "Milk-scented."

Song Xinya: "Why would it smell like milk? I'm not a baby drinking milk."

Qin Yuhe: "You don't drink milk now, but you can produce milk."

Song Xinya: "…………………"

"What? What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not a cow."

Qin Yuhe: "I am stating an objective fact. As a woman with normal bodily functions, you will naturally produce milk after giving birth."

Song Xinya: "You can't use the word 'milk production' like that, it makes me sound like an animal."

Qin Yuhe: "Then what word should we use, 'milk production'?"

"..." Song Xinya: "I don't feel much better."

Qin Yuhe: "In short, that's the idea. Because of their unique bodily functions, women's breasts produce milk to nourish the next generation after childbirth. It's a very magical structure. Every mother in the world is both remarkable and extraordinary."

Song Xinya: "You're absolutely right."

That's right, how come the two of them were chatting and suddenly brought up this issue?

It's both indecent and serious.

She blushed, but wanted to shout a tribute to every mother in the world.

Qin Yuhe nestled against Song Xinya's neck, inhaling deeply and repeatedly. His high, straight nose brushed against her sensitive neck skin, rubbing back and forth, sending tingling, electric-like sensations through her entire neck.

Song Xinya's breathing became uneven.

He whispered in the crook of her snow-white neck, "After you give birth and start breastfeeding, you'll smell even stronger of milk, won't you?"

Song Xinya: "That should be the case. I've heard that breastfeeding women have a milky smell."

Qin Yuhe: "Wouldn't that smell even better?"

Song Xinya: "You really like this smell that much?"

Qin Yuhe: "No man can resist the smell of milk."

Song Xinya: "Why?"

Qin Yuhe's reasoning was perfectly valid: "Because every one of us grew up on milk, that's the path we came from, and we can't forget our roots."

Song Xinya: "I think you just like drinking milk."

Qin Yuhe: "Those who don't like to eat wouldn't have survived to this day; they would have starved to death in infancy."

Song Xinya: "You're right about everything."

"Seriously, could you please stop sniffing me all over?"

Qin Yuhe: "No, milk helps with sleep, and the smell of milk also helps with sleep."

Song Xinya felt that he had a lot of fallacies, but at the same time, she felt that none of his fallacies were actually fallacies.

She lay there, letting him sniff her neck, using him as a lullaby to put her to sleep.

Song Xinya initially thought that Qin Yuhe's claim that the milky scent could help her sleep was just a lie, but soon she heard his even and deep breathing.

The bright moon hangs high, its clear light shining through the window and onto the floor of the ward. In the dead of night, the hustle and bustle of the world fades away, and the whole world slows down and quiets down.

On a double bed made up of single beds, two people sleep head to head, their soft breathing mingling with each other's. This not only doesn't disturb the other person, but also soothes their mind, allowing them to sleep more peacefully.

The next day, the two children who volunteered to buy meals, Jian Yiyi and Jin Ruizhi, carried the food into the ward.

The two people saw Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe on the bed.

Head to head, hair intertwined, they nestled intimately together, like mandarin ducks with their necks entwined.

In perfect unison, Jian Yi and Jin Ruizhi simultaneously stepped back and left the ward.

The two stood in the corridor, Jane's eyes filled with longing: "My sister and brother-in-law seem to have a very good relationship."

Jin Ruizhi seized the opportunity to say, "You will also have a husband who loves and protects you in the future, like me."

Jane's fair face flushed red, and she turned her back to him, saying, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Jin Ruizhi pulled a pink dessert out of the bag: "I bought you your favorite strawberry mochi, now pay attention to me."

The girl lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, her slender figure graceful and elegant, and her pink lips said, "I'm ignoring it."

Jin Ruizhi bent down to look the girl, who was a head shorter than him, and fed her a strawberry mochi to her delicate, red lips: "If you don't want to talk to me, then don't. But don't make things difficult for yourself. You have to eat what you like."

He: "Ah—"

Jane followed with, "Ah—"

After saying "ah," she felt a little silly.

Looking up at Jin Ruizhi again, I noticed a roguish, teasing, and playful smile on his handsome face.

Jian Yiyi's face was flushed crimson.

She turned around again, facing the other side, with her back to him.

Jin Ruizhi then walked over and stood face to face with her.

He placed the strawberry mochi in her hand: "Eat it. You can't mistreat your only mouth, no matter who else you treat well."

Jian Yi was amused by him. She opened her lips and ate the mochi in small bites. Her cherry lips closed slightly, and her cheeks rose and fell gently with the movement. Her eating manners were quiet and well-behaved. Jin Ruizhi looked at her and thought of the little white rabbit he used to raise when he was a child.

At the end of the corridor, three familiar faces suddenly appeared and walked towards the ward.

Upon hearing that Qin Yuhe was injured, Song Xuanli, along with Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying, made a special trip from Jingbei City to visit Qin Yuhe and curry favor with him.

When Li Cuirou saw Jian Yiyi in the corridor, she suddenly grabbed Zhang Yingying, who was walking forward.

She whispered in Zhang Yingying's ear, "Yingying, this young girl looks a bit like Song Xinya. Could she be Song Xinya's sister?"

Zhang Yingying: "Impossible. Back then, we colluded with human traffickers to abduct Song Tingyou to the mountains. There's no way Song Xinya could have found her."

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