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

Chapter 37 Applying Medicine

Is getting pregnant that easy?

Hit on the first try?

Tian Tian Quan: "Song Xin Ya, are you planning to have Qin Yu He's child?"

Song Xinya: "We're husband and wife, what else would we have if not children? To sulk?"

Yesterday, she attended a family banquet at the Qin family home, and she could sense the Qin matriarch and patriarch's longing for offspring.

Large families have always valued the continuation of their lineage, after all, the Qin family really has something to inherit.

As someone who loves children, Song Xinya's attitude towards pregnancy is to let nature take its course and give birth if she gets pregnant.

Tian Tianquan: "Didn't you just find a job? Companies these days are so inhumane. When hiring female employees, they're most worried about them getting pregnant as soon as they start. If a female employee takes maternity leave, it's like the boss is going to kill her. Those company bosses discriminate against female employees so much, as if they weren't born of women."

"You're already planning to have a baby before you've even started working here. If the boss finds out, he'll fire you immediately."

Song Xinya: "My boss is Qin Yuhe."

Tian Tian Quan: "Honey, it's me!"

The situation immediately reversed.

Tian Tianquan: "Then your boss must be ecstatic!"

"Mom's beautiful, Dad's rich, born into a wealthy family, with more money than you can spend in your lifetime. Song Xinya, honestly, I'm already envious of your child even before they're born!"

Song Xinya smiled and said, "It's still too early to say, we don't even know if she's pregnant or not."

Tian Tianquan: "Some women are very fertile; a man can get pregnant immediately if he doesn't use a condom once."

Song Xinya didn't know what her constitution was, as she had never been pregnant before.

My only experience was a year ago with a man I didn't know, and he used a condom.

Tian Tianquan: "Let's make this clear first, I'm going to be your godmother when your child is born. I'm going to go to the baby store right now to buy diapers for my future goddaughter and godson."

Song Xinya: "Quan Quan, you're exaggerating. If you don't get pregnant this time, you'll have wasted your money buying diapers."

Tian Tianquan: "It's not a waste to buy it; I'll stock up on it, and I'll need it sooner or later."

"Going to buy diapers, and while I'm at it, I'll also buy some cute little outfits for my goddaughter and godson."

"Baby, I'm hanging up now, I'm not talking to you anymore," Tian Tianquan said even more enthusiastically than Song Xinya.

Song Xinya put her phone on the table and looked out the glass window.

Under the sunlight, Qin Yuhe wore a casual pure white shirt with the collar open, revealing half of his pale collarbone. The sleeves were rolled up halfway, revealing his sharp and neat forearm lines. It was a very ordinary style, but the noble aura he exuded was undeniable.

Last night was her first time with him, and she was so nervous that she kept her eyes closed the whole time, letting him do whatever he wanted, and she was too embarrassed to look at his body.

I don't know if he has abs, let alone feel them.

Next time she does it, she'll definitely take a good look.

If he has abs, she'd want to reach out and touch them.

Ugh, what is she thinking about now?!

Why does she keep thinking about that kind of thing!

Song Xinya swore that she was really not a lecherous person!

For some reason, whenever she saw Qin Yuhe, she started having all sorts of fantasies.

It must be because Qin Yuhe is too beautiful, not because she is too lecherous.

Okay, that's all.

Song Xinya turned her gaze from the glass window to the hall, where Song Tingye's slender figure came into view.

Song Tingye seemed to have something urgent to attend to, and hurried towards the door.

Song Xinya called out, "Xiao Ye, where are you going?"

Song Tingye: "I'm going out to buy some things."

Before Song Xinya could even ask, "What are you going to buy?", Song Tingye, who was faster than a rabbit, darted out the door.

Ten minutes later, she saw Song Tingye walk in carrying a plastic bag.

Song Tingye walked to her side and took out a bottle of medicine to reduce swelling and bruising: "Sister, look at your neck, it's all purple and red again. How many mosquitoes must have been in your and your husband's bedroom to bite you like this? Quickly put some medicine on it."

Song Xinya: "...No need."

Song Tingye: "No need, no need, I'll apply it for you."

He squeezed the ointment onto his fingertip and applied it to the purplish-red area on Song Xinya's neck.

Unable to refuse his kind invitation, Song Xinya let him have his way.

She was wearing Qin Yuhe's coat, the back of her neck was covered by the collar, so the paint couldn't reach her.

Song Tingye grabbed the collar and pulled it outwards, looking inside as he reached in with his hand, which was covered in ointment, to apply medicine.

Qin Yuhe walked into the living room and saw this scene.

Song Tingye reached his hand inside the collar of his suit jacket.

"I'll do it," a cold voice rang out, as if tempered with ice, carrying an unyielding tone.

Qin Yuhe walked to Song Xinya's side, pulled Song Tingye's hand out of his suit collar, and tossed it aside.

"I'll apply the medicine to your sister."

Song Tingye: "It's alright, this little task won't tire me out, I'll do it."

Qin Yuhe reached out and took the ointment from his hand: "It's better if I do this kind of thing."

Song Tingye: "Isn't it better if I come?"

Qin Yuhe: "This is bad."

Song Tingye scratched his face: "Why?"

Qin Yuhe: "How old are you this year?"

Song Tingye: "Seventeen."

Qin Yuhe: "You don't understand the principle of men and women not touching each other? I thought you were seven years old this year."

Song Tingye finally understood: "Damn, brother-in-law, are you jealous of me?"

Qin Yuhe said, "I didn't."

He would never admit that he was jealous, because that would make him seem petty.

Qin Yuhe looked at Song Tingye with a serious expression, patted Song Tingye on the shoulder, and said in a heartfelt tone:

"Song Tingye, you are a wonderful person. Whoever knows you is blessed. You are cheerful, sunny, and kind. Your outlook on life, world, and values ​​are all very positive. Your hands are used to write now, but they will be used to conquer the world in the future. You are destined to do great things. You don't need to do these small things. Little brother, remember, the most attractive thing about a man is not his body, but his brain. A man with vision and wisdom is the most charming. What you need to do now is to fill your brain with knowledge. Listen to your brother-in-law, you won't go wrong. Go study."

Song Tingye believed him, happily said "Okay," and turned to study.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

People often lose themselves in praise.

In one afternoon, Song Tingye completed ten sets of test papers, and his hands were sore.

I've never worked this hard in my life.

.........

That evening, when Song Xinya was taking a shower, she touched a certain spot with her finger and still felt a little pain.

A day has passed, and the swelling has still not gone down.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw the ointment that Song Tingye had bought.

She had read the instructions for the ointment; it not only reduced swelling and bruising but also relieved pain.

The instructions say this is for external use, so it can be applied to that area as well.

Thinking about starting her new job tomorrow, Song Xinya didn't want to go to work in pain the whole time.

She sat on the bed, her slender back resting against the headboard, her legs bent and spread apart, her delicate hands gripping the hem of her skirt and lifting it up.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Qin Yuhe walked in.

Song Xinya was startled and hurriedly pulled her skirt down.

"Weren't you working in your study? What brings you here?"

Qin Yuhe looked at her; the hem of her skirt hung down to her knees, revealing her slender, white, and straight calves.

"You don't seem to want me to come?"

Song Xinya: "No..." It's just that she hasn't finished applying the medicine yet.

Qin Yuhe walked towards the double bed.

Song Xinya took the ointment and walked towards the restroom.

Qin Yuhe stretched out his arm to block her way: "What are you going to do?"

Song Xinya: "Apply the medicine."

Qin Yuhe's gaze swept over her: "Are you injured?"

Song Xinya nodded gently: "Mm."

Qin Yuhe: "Where are you injured?"

It looks fine on the surface; I can't see any injuries.

"Last night..." Song Xinya's cheeks flushed slightly, "You used too much force several times and got hurt."

Qin Yuhe understood.

He asked, "Can you see yourself applying the medicine?"

Song Xinya's cheeks flushed even more: "Legs...open them wider, they can be seen."

Qin Yuhe bent down, picked her up, and placed her on the bed: "I'll treat the wounds I caused for you."