Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

"what?"

Qin Angge asked in confusion after touching Su Qinghe's arm.

"Exercise to help digestion."

In the darkness, Su Qinghe grabbed the person into his arms.

Qin Ange was shocked. The person she liked was so close to her that even her breathing became cautious.

He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but he could feel that his face was hot.

He knew he shouldn't refuse Su Qinghe's kindness, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke in a low voice.

"But my brother-in-law said we have to do that tonight..."

The following words were difficult to say, and he bit his lower lip nervously. He tilted his head slightly, trying to gauge Su Qinghe's reaction.

Noticing Qin Ange's little action, Su Qinghe's heart moved and she wanted to tease him.

It seems that he didn't understand what she meant...

"Which one is that?"

She turned to ask him pretending to be confused, and her lips just brushed his cheek lightly.

"!"

Qin Ange was startled and quickly turned his head away.

"Sorry, I was standing too close... I'll be more careful next time..."

He murmured softly and tiptoed to the side silently.

"Ah."

Su Qinghe smiled, loosened her hands and let him move.

"So which one is that?"

Hearing Su Qinghe's question, Qin Angge scratched his thigh and moved his mouth for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer.

Noticing the gaze of Su Qinghe who was watching him from the side, anxiety gradually appeared on his face.

"Uh... that's right, that's right... that can only be done at night... it requires two people together!"

He said a lot, but he couldn't find a definite word in his mouth.

Seeing that he was really anxious, Su Qinghe stopped teasing him and retracted her arms again, this time directly turning the man's head over.

Qin Ange was not short to begin with, and when he turned around, his forehead was right next to hers.

"Ms. Su!"

The sudden movement startled Qin Ange, and he instinctively called out the name he used before.

Their noses touched, and Qin Ange held his breath nervously, feeling the hot air on his faces.

Su Qinghe patted his back slowly to make him relax.

"My wife knows what that is. Ange wants to..."

She whispered softly, and halfway through her words she kissed the man in her arms on the lips.

"Well……"

Qin Ange shuddered all over, his eyes suddenly widened, his hands clenched into fists, and his body stiffened.

While I was glad that Su Qinghe understood, I couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Isn’t this the first step that the brothers-in-law mentioned?

Shouldn't the first step be to take off your clothes?

Qin Ange recalled the night before his wedding when his brothers-in-law taught him how to serve his wife.

The first step was wrong, then he...

After thinking about it, Qin Angge raised his hand stiffly and slowly touched Su Qinghe's waist.

"Ah……"

Feeling the corset around her waist loosen, Su Qinghe chuckled and began to touch Qin Angge's corset.

This boy is really bold!

With a sigh, Su Qinghe stopped procrastinating. Since he was so quick to accept, she would speed up the process!

After taking off the complicated wedding dress in a few moves, Su Qinghe pushed the person directly onto the couch in the dark, and then she lay on Qin Angge.

Without the heavy wedding dress to cover it, the touch of the muscles under the hands was very obvious.

one two three four five six……

Eight pack abs!

Su Qinghe fumbled with his hands, but couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

After getting used to the tenderness of Lin Xi and the others in the past few months, Su Qinghe's interest was immediately raised to the highest level when she suddenly came into contact with the powerful men that only exist in modern times.

"Wife, wife master?"

Qin Angge felt shy and confused when she realized that Su Qinghe's hand was sliding across her abdomen.

Why doesn't his wife kiss him anymore...

He reached out to grab Su Qinghe's hand uncomfortably, and with a little effort he raised his upper body to reach her head.

"My dear wife, please stop touching me. It's a little itchy..."

He pleaded in a low voice, holding Su Qinghe's hand to prevent her from moving.

"That's how it works. Ange doesn't understand. Just listen to your wife..."

Su Qinghe coaxed him gently, then pushed Qin Angge's hands away and pressed them on top of his head.

After being rejected once, Qin Ange obediently stopped moving and let Su Qinghe do everything.

Going up all the way, Su Qinghe finally decided to shut the person's mouth first.

He has pecs… and can have children…

This is a real male mom!

At this moment, Su Qinghe's love for Qin Angge reached its peak.

……

The next morning.

Su Qinghe moved Qin Angge's legs around her waist, got out of bed, quickly packed up and went to the martial arts training ground.

Qin Ange is indeed a person who has practiced martial arts for many years. His physical fitness is amazing. He was still fine until last night when Su Qinghe decided to end it.

I was just so tired that I fell asleep almost in a second.

Apart from the night she was drugged, last night was the only night Su Qinghe had completely indulged herself so far.

It can be said that Qin Ange's physical strength is incomparable to the other three men.

After practicing a few sets of boxing, Su Qinghe returned to her Cuihuating feeling refreshed to take a shower and change clothes.

"Dong dong!"

At noon, Que'er knocked on the door of Feihongxuan dutifully.

"Sir, I'm coming in!"

After waiting for a while without seeing any response, Que'er pushed open the door and walked in.

The house was in a mess, with all kinds of wedding dress accessories scattered all over the floor.

Que'er's face turned slightly red. She put the basin in her hand on the shelf and bent down to put away her clothes one by one.

"Um……"

On the couch, Qin Ange heard the noise, hummed a few times, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Ms. Su..." he murmured, turning his head left and right.

"Sir, get up quickly. If you are any later you will miss the time to serve tea to Mr. Zheng."

Hearing Qin Angge's murmurs, Que'er quickly put the things into the cabinet and hurried to the couch.

"From now on, Que'er should call me Langjun, and Langjun should call me Miss Su, my wife. Don't make a fool of yourself."

Qin Angge felt dizzy with Que'er's words ringing in his ears. He struggled to stand up and felt pain all over his body as if he had been run over by a carriage.

"Where's my wife..."

He rubbed his eyes and his voice was hoarse.

Hearing Qin Angge's voice, Que'er's face turned even redder and she quickly ran to pour a cup of tea.

"Moisten your throat first."

"The master left early in the morning. Let me call you later."

Qin Ange took the cup and took a few sips, and felt his throat felt much better.

"You didn't hear anything last night?"

He glanced at Que'er evasively and swallowed unconsciously.

Que'er's body stiffened and she gave a concealed smile.

"Last night, the master specifically ordered us to stand outside the courtyard. We went back to sleep after midnight. We didn't hear any special noises. Don't worry, my lord."

After saying that, he quickly turned around to get the new clothes he was going to wear today.

He slept in the next room last night, and his young master's unique voice kept him awake the whole night.

I don't know if the head of the Su family dislikes his son...