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

The way Qin Yuhe looked at Song Xinya at this moment was sincere and gentle. The light from the table lamp reflected in his dark pupils, making Song Xinya think of the dazzling starlight in the Milky Way.

He ran his fingers across her cheek, tucking a strand of hair that clung to her face behind her ear.

"Ya Ya, I'm very grateful for what you did for me today, but if something like this happens again, I hope you won't rush to the front again."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his nose touching hers, and said softly, "I was worried you'd get hurt."

Song Xinya felt like a creamy ice cream, melting away in his gentleness.

Her heart was pounding. She reached out and hugged his back, pressing his head into her neck.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Qin Yuhe: "This kind of thing, if it goes wrong, it'll be a big deal. Are you being a little silly?"

Song Xinya: "I'm not stupid! My husband, if I don't protect him, who will!"

Qin Yuhe buried his face in her neck and chuckled softly.

That's really stupid.

His hot breath sprayed onto her delicate skin, causing her to tremble sensitively.

Song Xinya hugged his strong and muscular body, smelling his cool scent. Her hand, which was resting on his back, felt itchy and restless.

"Qin Yuhe, I saved your life today, you can't just praise me verbally."

Following up on her question, Qin Yuhe asked, "What kind of reward do you want?"

Song Xinya: "Let me touch your abs."

Qin Yuhe: "That's it?"

Song Xinya: "Yes."

Qin Yuhe: "You know I'm very rich, right? You can ask me for money anytime you want."

Song Xinya didn't want to ask him for money. She was willing to fight for him, willing to risk her life to protect him, not for money, but because—

She loves him.

Her love for him was pure, without ulterior motives, and unrelated to money.

She didn't want her love for him to be tainted by worldly greed.

She admitted that she loves money. As long as one lives in this world, one needs to spend money on everything from food and clothing to shelter and transportation. Money is a necessity for a person to live, and loving money is a human instinct. There is nothing shameful about it.

But she didn't want to talk about money when it came to saving him.

The world is complex and people are treacherous, but she kept a pure land in her heart, a clean and pure little world that only contained him.

Song Xinya rested her delicate chin on his shoulder and gently bumped her head against his: "I don't want money, just let me touch your abs."

Qin Yuhe: "So you want my body."

Song Xinya sighed: "I want it, but you can't give it to me."

Qin Yuhe: "Don't provoke me."

Song Xinya: "What did I do to provoke you?"

Qin Yuhe: "I can't stand being provoked. If you provoke me, I get all excited."

Song Xinya was taken aback, then understood. She patted his back hard, her expression a mix of shyness and reproach.

She asked, somewhat puzzled, "You're so busy with work every day, managing such a big company, with so many things to handle, where did you learn so many witty remarks?"

Qin Yuhe: "I learned it from you."

Song Xinya: "..."

"I'm innocent! I'm innocent! You've wronged me! I'm angry!"

Qin Yuhe: "Let me touch your abs."

Song Xinya: "I'm not angry anymore."

He rolled off her and lay flat on his back, making it easier for her to make her move.

She didn't waste his convenient position at all, using her two little paws to scratch and claw at him all over.

Her hands gently stroked each of his eight-pack abs.

Her fingers reached into the gaps between the blocks and slowly rubbed them.

Qin Yuhe's breathing gradually became heavier.

Song Xinya poked his abs with her finger: "So hard."

She scratched at it with her fingers again: "It's so big."

Qin Yuhe put the back of his hand over his eyes and smiled: "Are you talking about abs?"

Song Xinya glanced down and replied, "Yes."

She seemed very interested in his abs, touching them for a while and continuing to do so: "This is the first time I've ever played with a man's abs like this."

Qin Yuhe: "Really?"

Judging from his tone, Song Xinya felt that he didn't believe her.

Qin Yuhe: "Haven't you played this before?"

Song Xinya sensed the probing in his words and replied, "I've never played it."

The man she slept with a year ago, after they finished, pulled up his pants, left her a dollar, and ran away.

How could she possibly have touched that man's abs?

She slept with only these two men.

To be honest, both of these men are excellent in bed.

Of course, Song Xinya wasn't that naive. She told her husband, "I slept with a man before, and he made me feel really good."

If she said that, Qin Yuhe would definitely kill her.

Lost in thought, Song Xinya's mind wandered, and her hand unconsciously reached down and touched something.

A tight "Mmm..." escaped Qin Yuhe's chest.

Song Xinya snapped out of her daze, recoiled as if she'd been burned, and screamed, "Ahhhhhh!"

Qin Yuhe sat up: "What's wrong? You're so excited about touching my manhood?"

Song Xinya: "..."

"I was scared, okay?"

Qin Yuhe: "We've already slept together, why are you so scared of just touching me?"

Song Xinya: "It feels different."

Qin Yuhe stood up and walked towards the bathroom: "I'm going to take a cold shower."

Song Xinya: "Why did you take a cold shower again?"

Qin Yuhe stood at the bathroom door and turned to look at her: "I don't want to take a cold shower, so could you help me with your hands?"

Song Xinya quickly burrowed under the covers: "Go take a shower."

When Qin Yuhe returned after taking a shower, Song Xinya was already asleep (pretending).

All the lights in the bedroom were turned off, and the room fell into quiet darkness.

On the bed, the man stretched out his arm and pulled the woman lying on the edge of the bed, a distance as wide as a road, into his arms and hugged her.

He kissed her forehead and said tenderly, "You've had a hard day."

Song Xinya: "President Qin has worked even harder."

Qin Yuhe chuckled at this standard conversation between a boss and subordinate.

He gently stroked her back with his palm, like he was soothing a child: "Go to sleep."

"Mmm," Song Xinya felt a warm and secure sense of security as he held her, and soon fell asleep in his arms.

The next day, Song Xinya received a call from Grandma Qin: "Yaya, this is Grandma. It's been so long since we've seen you and Hehe. Grandma and Grandpa miss you both so much."

"Hehe's abdominal wound has been successfully stitched up. You two will be going back to work tomorrow. Since you're both free today, come to the old house and let's have a good meal together."

Song Xinya: "Okay, Grandma, I'll go with Hehe right now."

She went to the study and told Qin Yuhe about it.

Qin Yuhe said, "Be mentally prepared."

Song Xinya: "Why should I be mentally prepared? Is the food not good?"

Qin Yuhe glanced at her lower abdomen: "Be prepared to be pressured to give birth."

Song Xinya: "Grandma didn't mention anything about urging us to have children. She just told us to go eat."

Qin Yuhe: "You'll know when you get there."