Such a faint, small mark, and he still noticed it.
Song Xinya really admired him: "Your observation skills are quite sharp."
Qin Yuhe: "Thank you, I've carefully examined every inch of your butt."
Song Xinya: "..."
She was extremely embarrassed. Remembering there was a towel on the nightstand, she reached out, grabbed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
There were two fabric items on the nightstand: one was a towel, and the other was a bra she had worn.
The light was dim, pitch black, and Song Xinya ended up grabbing the bra she had worn.
The smooth, soft fabric, mixed with the unique sweet scent of a woman, filled Qin Yuhe's mouth.
Qin Yuhe was confused. What was this thing, so full of her scent?
He pulled the thing out of his mouth and covered her face with it.
Instinctively, Song Xinya took the thing off her face and smacked it onto his.
Qin Yuhe's eyes were covered by the two cups.
The touch on his eyes was unusually thin and soft, and every breath he took was filled with her scent, as if he were buried in her embrace.
What exactly was this?
With a soft click, Qin Yuhe reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.
Song Xinya turned her head to look at him and saw her bra covering his face.
Oh my god, she almost screamed!
What on earth had she done!
She reached out to grab the bra, wanting to snatch it away and hide it before he saw it.
She was worried that if Qin Yuhe saw it, he would think she was a pervert.
But she was a step too late. Qin Yuhe lifted the thing off his face and saw it.
Red, push-up, delicate lace trim, a very sexy style.
"Hiss—" he chuckled. "Mrs. Qin, are you rewarding me?"
Under the light, Song Xinya's face flushed bright red with embarrassment.
Who would use this kind of thing to reward a man!
And a worn one at that!
Song Xinya reached out, snatched the bra back from Qin Yuhe's hand, and hid it behind her back: "I didn't mean to. I wanted to grab the towel, but I accidentally grabbed the wrong thing."
Qin Yuhe raised an eyebrow, his eyes flirtatious, and said, "It looks quite nice. I haven't seen you wear it yet."
Song Xinya: "We have plenty of time in the future."
Qin Yuhe naturally followed up: "There will always be a chance for you to wear it for me."
Song Xinya laughed it off and said, "Let's talk about the future in the future."
She turned sideways and placed the underwear in her hand onto the nightstand, her right buttock slightly raised.
Qin Yuhe's gaze swept over it.
Song Xinya placed the bra on the nightstand and covered it tightly with the towel.
Then she lay down in bed, pulled the blanket up, and covered her face.
"Turn off the light, let's sleep."
Qin Yuhe reached out and turned off the light, returning the room to darkness.
In the silent night, his low, magnetic voice asked, "What is that mark in the middle of your right buttock?"
Song Xinya kept her eyes open, her moonlight-filled eyes showing a complex expression.
She replied, "I was born with it."
...
The next day, on the first floor of the Forbidden City Mansion.
Song Tingye was staring blankly at his Chinese test paper with a distressed look on his face when the doorbell rang.
He ran to open the door: "Sister Quanquan!"
Tiantianquan stood at the door, her hand resting on the doorframe, her body twisted into an S-curve, with a box of beef jerky and a box of beef cubes by her feet.
"Are you happy to see me, little brother Xiaoye?"
Song Tingye: "Seeing such a stunning beauty first thing in the morning makes me feel completely refreshed."
Tiantianquan: "Oh my, it's my first time being human, so I just grew whichever way."
Song Tingye: "My Sister Quanquan is naturally beautiful and can't help it. Other people wear makeup to look more beautiful, but my Sister Quanquan wears makeup to look uglier. There's no helping it, she's just too pretty. If she made herself any more beautiful, all the men in the world would die from her beauty."
Tiantianquan: "Please praise me a bit louder, I absolutely will not be shy!"
Neither of them could hold back, and they both burst out laughing together.
Tiantianquan walked into the house, and Song Tingye consciously went to carry the two boxes of gifts.
This was Tiantianquan's first time coming to the luxury mansion Qin Yuhe had given Song Xinya.
The grand, high-ceilinged living room featured marble floors so shiny you could see your reflection. The burgundy spiral staircase looked like an elegant ribbon, the crystal chandelier hung down like a dazzling galaxy, and every piece of furniture was exquisitely crafted and extraordinary.
How should this house be described?
It just.
It just—
Looked very expensive at first glance.
Tiantianquan had never seen a house decorated so luxuriously.
Just the living room alone was almost too much for her eyes to take in.
Tiantianquan walked around, looking here and there, finding everything novel: "Little brother Xiaoye, do I look like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden right now, a total country bumpkin entering the city?"
Song Tingye: "Nonsense, you clearly just have eyes that are good at discovering beauty."
Tiantianquan: "Give me 100 more mouths like that. I just love chatting with men who have high emotional intelligence."
Song Tingye: "That's enough, my heavenly beautiful Sister Quanquan."
Tiantianquan looked around the living room and asked, "Xiaoye, where is your sister?"
Song Tingye: "She's been lying in bed for two days and hasn't come down."
Tiantianquan frowned: "She can't even get out of bed? How seriously is her ankle injured!"
Song Tingye: "My brother-in-law came back these past two days."
"Uh..." Tiantianquan's brow instantly smoothed out.
The reason for not being able to get out of bed didn't seem to be because of the foot injury after all.
Since the Crown Prince Qin was upstairs, Tiantianquan didn't dare to go up, so she sat with Song Tingye and waited.
Fortunately, it wasn't long before Song Xinya came downstairs.
She was carried down by Qin Yuhe.
The delicate and stunning woman lay in the man's arms, soft and warm like jade.
The man was tall and straight, with unparalleled handsome features. He carried the woman slowly down the spiral staircase with steady steps.
Tiantianquan got a face full of public display of affection.
Getting fed dog food right early in the morning.
Seeing Tiantianquan, Song Xinya called out in surprise: "Quanquan!"
Tiantianquan: "I sent you a message yesterday saying I was going to come see you. Didn't you see it?"
Song Xinya remembered. Yesterday at 4:30 AM, she was still doing exercises with Qin Yuhe. Anticipating that she wouldn't be able to get up in the morning, she had messaged Tiantianquan to cancel their besties' day out.
At the time, the two had exchanged a few words. Because she was distracted while doing exercises with Qin Yuhe and wasn't focused enough, he took her phone away, so she missed the message.
Since the two hadn't seen each other in a long time, Song Xinya pulled Tiantianquan over to chat.
It was all women's talk. After Qin Yuhe greeted Tiantianquan, he automatically excused himself, leaving the two with some private space.
Tiantianquan watched Qin Yuhe's back: "Your foot is injured, has Qin Yuhe been taking care of you the whole time?"
Song Xinya nodded: "Yes."
Tiantianquan sized up Song Xinya: "You're quite delicate in front of Qin Yuhe. Even I feel tender towards you. That soft and delicate feeling can really arouse a man's protective desire. No wonder President Qin cares for you so much."
Song Xinya pulled Tiantianquan closer and lowered her voice: "Last night, Qin Yuhe asked me why there is a small round mark in the middle of my right buttock."
Tiantianquan: "That's not surprising. The two of you sleep together naked. Between husband and wife, there's always a time when it comes from behind, so it was only a matter of time before he found out."
"The point is—"
"Why does he care so much about that small round mark on your butt?"
