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

Hearing Su Qinghe say this, Ling Feng's heart moved, and the anger that had not yet subsided rose up again.

He turned his back to her and said, "Since you know that I am your man, and I have promised to give you children for the rest of my life, then what happened between you and Xue Ge'er just now?"

His voice didn't sound as cold and hard as it did when he was angry in the past, but rather had a sarcastic tone.

Su Qinghe understood it, but he himself obviously didn't realize it.

"What happened between me and Xue Ge'er? Don't accuse me." She asked knowingly.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she continued to praise him.

"He has a good personality, he's lively and cheerful, and he looks good when he smiles, so it's embarrassing to ignore him. And he's your brother, so of course I have to answer if he asks me."

"And I've been in the car for the past half month, facing your cold face every day. Xiaoying is up to you, and the driver is also a quiet person, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

"I finally have such a lively and lovely brother, shouldn't I chat with him more?"

Seeing the man's fists clenching tighter and tighter, with veins bulging out, Su Qinghe touched her nose, feeling a little guilty, but still kept complaining.

"I have to say, you two really don't look like brothers. Xue Ge loves to laugh so much, can't you learn from him... He has such a pretty face, it's a pity to let him follow you..."

Ling Feng turned around abruptly and looked at Su Qinghe with anger in his eyes.

"Since you are tired of my face, why do you want me to bear your child? You can just divorce me after the baby is born! I won't take revenge on you!"

Looking at the man who suddenly outburst, Su Qinghe supported her face with one hand and glanced at him with calm eyes.

"I am a little tired of it, but since I don't have a husband like you at home, it's fresh to change the taste occasionally."

Her tone was quite helpless, and she looked at Ling Feng and began to coax him again.

"I still like you, and you don't have to be so angry. I believe it will be difficult to meet someone like you in the future, so my love for you will definitely last forever, don't worry."

Ling Feng felt like he had punched cotton and felt very depressed.

Su Qinghe's appearance at this moment was very much like those patrons of brothels, heartless and shameless.

Although I clearly despise them, I can't resist the temptation and am reluctant to give up someone who is within my reach and can satisfy my cravings at any time.

"Why didn't I realize you were such a lecher before?"

He was too lazy to argue about the reasons Su Qinghe had just given.

Ling Feng had a cold face and tried to calm his breath, feeling a little flustered about his own abnormality.

Su Qinghe smiled. "I never said I was a gentleman. You are the one who thinks I am a good person."

Ling Feng was silent. He had indeed chosen this wife himself, so he couldn't blame anyone else. Su Qinghe was not at fault either.

He sighed and lowered his eyes. "You're right. This is all my own fault."

"If you are just in a whim, please don't get too close to Xue Ge'er. He is still young and will take it seriously."

Ling Feng gave in, and Su Qinghe decided to stop while she was ahead.

"Don't worry, I know my limits. There are already two jumpy kids at home. Usually, people with this kind of personality are not very smart. The two at home are examples. I can't stand another one."

She raised her hand to push the hair away from her face and made a promise.

Seeing that Su Qinghe didn't really mean it, Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt a little uncomfortable.

It wasn't because she called her brother stupid, but because of his own strange ideas.

Just now he saw her chatting happily with another unmarried man, even though that was his younger brother, he was still a little unhappy.

Seeing Ling Feng standing there stupidly with his head down, Su Qinghe patted the water surface with a teasing tone.

"Don't be jealous. You seem to have forgotten to get me a towel. Please make another trip."

Jealous? Is she talking about herself?

Ling Feng looked puzzled, but seemed to have realized something, and the cold expression on his face collapsed a little.

He raised his head and glanced at the woman in the water, then turned and left with disorderly steps. Soon his voice came from behind the rockery.

"I didn't, you're overthinking."

The words passed by in a flash, so fast that Su Qinghe didn't have time to savor them.

"Alas! A man who says one thing and means another!"

With a sigh, Su Qinghe closed her eyes comfortably again.

This time Ling Feng didn't come back as quickly as last time, and no one knew what he was doing.

He put the towel with the pile of clothes.

"Although the hot spring is nice, don't soak in it for too long, or you'll feel dizzy and exhausted. You'd better come out after a quarter of an hour."

Having said that, he turned and left without caring whether Su Qinghe was listening or not.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard Su Qinghe's voice behind him.

"It's a pity that you're pregnant and can't hang out with me. It's really boring to be alone."

Ling Feng paused and said without turning his head: "Even if I'm not pregnant, I can't be with you."

After saying this, he quickened his pace.

Su Qinghe chuckled. "In that case, it seems more appropriate for you to use the bucket of water in the room, so that the two of us don't waste time."

"Remember to wash yourself clean. You'll smell after a few days—"

She stretched out the last word and as expected heard the man's even more disorderly footsteps.

Seeing the usually cold and calm person being made so flustered by her, Su Qinghe felt extremely happy. She hummed a little tune and slowly swam to the center of the pool.

Inside the room, Ling Feng smelled a little messy. He raised his sleeve and sniffed hard. To be more sure, he asked Xiaoying, who was making the bed, to smell it.

After making sure there was no strange smell, Ling Feng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He knew that Su Qinghe was teasing him again. Although he traveled day and night, he also slept in inns along the way for a few nights. He would take the opportunity to bathe every time, even the last time he bathed was five days ago.

It is only the beginning of spring and the weather is cool. Even though he was assassinated several times along the way, he never used his hands and didn't sweat at all. How could he stink so quickly!

He gritted his teeth and looked at the clear and transparent water surface.

"Xiaoying, where did you put the scented ball that Huan brought last time?"

Xiaoying turned to look at him in confusion, shook the quilt, got up and went to a big box.

"Sir, those are scent balls from half a year ago. You've never used them, so they should be in the bottom of your box now."

He turned the box upside down and finally found it at the bottom.

"It's been a while, so it shouldn't smell as good anymore. The Third Young Master's residence is not far from your yard. Can I go ask him for some more?"

Xiaoying walked up to Lingfeng with a wooden box and opened it. Inside were three baby fist-sized beads of different colors neatly placed.

Ling Feng looked at them and finally picked out a white one.

"The original taste was too strong, this is just right."

He threw the scented ball into the bathtub, and bubbles immediately began to gurgle inside.

He took off his clothes, and Xiaoying carefully helped him into the bathtub.