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

A sudden downpour began at night.

The sudden rain pattered against the hydrangeas, and the sultry heat was dispelled by the cool breeze.

Large raindrops pattered against the window, making a "pitter-patter" sound.

Song Xinya lay on the pillow, her alluring fox-like eyes filled with a layer of moist mist, shimmering and sparkling.

She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands. As he tightened his grip, she tightened hers as well, her knuckles gleaming with a thin layer of white.

Her voice trembled like a flower petal shaking in the rain, her soft and seductive tone fluctuating unsteadily.

"Qin Yuhe, come out here..."

Her clothes stretched out in the shape of a round head, and Qin Yuhe's voice came from inside.

"What came out? I didn't go in..."

He deliberately misrepresented the facts and acted like a rogue.

Song Xinya patted the head inside her clothes: "The window isn't closed."

Qin Yuhe: "It's raining heavily, your brother can't hear you."

Summer rain is like that; it comes without warning, suddenly and fiercely.

First, lightning ripped through the dark sky, followed by a sudden clap of thunder, and then a torrential downpour.

The thunder and rain drowned out all other sounds.

Song Xinya's worries vanished as she listened to Qin Yuhe's mouth and hands making soft moaning and groaning sounds.

He lifted her to the clouds four times, leaving her feeling light and weightless, like a feather floating in the soft clouds. Dizzy and dazed, she drifted off to sleep in the blissful sensations he bestowed upon her.

Qin Yuhe got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and took a cold shower.

.........

The next day was the day the two of them went to work.

Qin Yuhe called Song Xinya three times, but she just groaned and curled up in the blankets, unable to get up.

He stopped calling her, opened the wardrobe, took out a dress, helped her from the bed into his arms, and dressed her.

She seemed to have no bones, leaning limply against his chest.

Fortunately, she was quite obedient. When he told her to raise her arms, she did; when he told her to lift her hips, she did.

Qin Yuhe felt like he was taking care of a baby who couldn't take care of himself.

He suddenly wondered if, in the future, if he and she had children, she would dress their baby like this.

Of course, he can also dress their baby.

Everyone says that taking care of children is a very tiring thing, so let him take care of them.

After dressing Song Xinya, Qin Yuhe half-carried and half-pulled her to the bathroom.

He squeezed out the toothpaste and said to her, "Open your mouth."

Song Xinya closed her weary eyes and murmured, "Ah—"

Qin Yuhe put the toothbrush in her mouth and brushed her teeth.

He gently brushed the bristles across her teeth, being careful not to hurt her; his movements were extremely gentle, slow, and patient.

The cool minty flavor filled Song Xinya's mouth and nose.

After Qin Yuhe finished brushing her teeth, Song Xinya was fully awake and opened her eyes.

A cool, damp towel was wiped around her face; the icy sensation was just right to refresh her.

After wiping her face, Qin Yuhe examined her face and said, "Do you want me to put on some makeup? It's fine if you don't; you look beautiful even without makeup."

Song Xinya: "I need to put on makeup. It's the first day back to work after a long holiday, and I have to look radiant."

Qin Yuhe raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "There's only enough time left to have breakfast."

Song Xinya: "I have a way!"

The solution was to use the time for breakfast, and then sit in Qin Yuhe's car while putting on makeup on the way to work.

As the Rolls-Royce drove down the road, Song Xinya used a small mirror to apply makeup.

Qin Yuhe was dealing with work matters when he occasionally looked up and saw her holding something that looked like a pen, scribbling on her eyelids.

"What are you doing?"

Song Xinya: "Draw eyeliner."

Qin Yuhe didn't understand.

He lowered his head and continued working.

Men generally have little interest in makeup, and career-oriented men like Qin Yuhe are even less interested in it.

Suddenly, Song Xinya nudged his arm: "Hey, help me choose which lipstick looks good on me today."

Qin Yuhe turned his head and saw two lipsticks, one lighter in color and the other darker.

He wanted to say they both looked good, but he held back.

Because women will think this answer is perfunctory.

But the men swore they weren't just making excuses; they genuinely thought they were all the same.

This is truly a life-or-death question.

Qin Yuhe thought for a moment and replied, "The one on the left."

Song Xinya cheered, "Ah, you think so too! I also think the one on the left looks better!"

Qin Yuhe felt a huge sense of relief; he had guessed correctly!

He actually wanted to ask, "You already think the one on the left looks better, and you already have your own opinion, so why are you asking me?"

I didn't ask.

Prioritize a harmonious marital relationship and avoid affecting your wife's mood.

When the wife is in a good mood, their marital relationship is good.

That's right, that's how conscientious they are.

The Rolls-Royce was parked at the Qin Group headquarters building.

Song Xinya stepped out of the car, her face adorned with exquisite and appropriate makeup, radiating a vibrant and beautiful aura.

As she reached the front door, Chen Siyan's excited, high-pitched voice rang out beside her: "Song Xinya! Holy crap! You finally came to work!"

Chen Siyan rushed to Song Xinya and shoved the coffee he had bought for himself into Song Xinya's hand.

"A day apart feels like thirty-eight autumns. It's been so long, I miss you terribly. Brother Yan, I'll treat you to coffee."

Song Xinya: "Aren't you going to drink?"

Chen Siyan: "I can drink coffee anytime, but to show how happy I am to see you, I must give you the first cup of coffee today."

Chen Siyan looked Song Xinya up and down: "You haven't been to work in a while, where have you been playing?"

Song Xinya: "I didn't go anywhere, I just stayed at home."

Chen Siyan: "You spend all your time with President Qin, right?"

Song Xinya hummed in agreement.

Chen Siyan said meaningfully, "No wonder you look so well."

Song Xinya: "..."

Chen Siyan: "Don't be shy. We're all adults. It's just a man and a woman alone in a room. You're young and strong, and I'm beautiful. We can't just turn on the light, look at our watches in the dark, and do nothing else."

Song Xinya: "..." I really didn't do it.

He wouldn't believe her even if she told him, so she didn't bother trying to explain.

Chen Siyan: "It's been so long since I've seen you, Brother Yan. I miss you so much, I really want to give you a hug."

Qin Yuhe's voice sounded from behind: "Ahem."