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

After the meal, everyone dispersed and Su Qinghe followed them out, and did not come back until it was time to rest.

If nothing unexpected happens, she should stay at Ling Feng's place for the next few days in case anything goes wrong.

There was the sound of a baby crying in the house. When Su Qinghe entered the room, she saw Ling Feng holding a child and feeding him.

"Having two babies is more troublesome."

Because the two look exactly the same, in order to distinguish them easily, the small sheets used to wrap them are of different colors.

Su Qinghe walked over, took the doll from Xiaoying's hand, and drove the person out again.

Ling Feng then noticed Su Qinghe and hurriedly pulled up his clothes, covering the child in the thin pajamas.

He looked at Su Qinghe awkwardly. "Why don't you spend more time with them to help them digest their food?"

Su Qinghe shook her arms, but the child still couldn't stop crying. "You didn't eat much today. You'll be hungry if you walk around for a while."

Seeing Ling Feng still maintaining that posture, Su Qinghe frowned, "You'll suffocate the child like this."

Hearing this, Ling Feng hurriedly opened his clothes again, but when facing Su Qinghe, he still raised his arm vaguely, although it didn't have much effect.

Su Qinghe smiled secretly in her heart. As they got along for a long time, Ling Feng's little actions became more and more frequent.

The little girl in her arms was still crying, but Su Qinghe was very patient and raised her hand to pat her back gently.

"Why don't you feed her first?" she asked curiously.

People here should care more about girls.

Ling Feng didn't even raise his head, "Girls should endure some hardships so that they can stand tall in the future."

He held the child in one hand and stroked the sparse strands of hair on the child's head with the other hand. He didn't seem to be worried at all about the crying over there.

"It won't be a big deal if she's hungry for a while, and she's the younger sister, so she should protect her brother."

After hearing these words, Su Qinghe looked at him in surprise.

She can understand the first point, but isn't it the idea in modern times that a younger sister should protect her older brother?

I didn't expect that he has such advanced ideas.

Su Qinghe sat on the edge of the bed in a good mood. Seeing this, Ling Feng quickly hugged his arms to cover his chest.

Su Qinghe smiled and pretended not to see it, raising her hand. "It's been a while since you've been feeding him, it's time to change him. Even so, it's not good to damage your throat from crying."

Ling Feng hummed. "It's been a while."

As he said this, he tried to move his arm away, but felt a strong suction coming from his chest and quickly stopped.

He raised his eyes to glance at Su Qinghe, and the meaning of his question was obvious.

Su Qinghe blinked. "He hasn't grown teeth yet." The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Seeing Ling Feng hesitate, she pretended to put the child in her arms on the bed.

"If you have trouble exerting yourself, I can help you. We all know each other well anyway." Su Qinghe looked at Ling Feng with a smile.

"No need to bother! I can do it myself." Ling Feng quickly declined.

He knew Su Qinghe's character very well and was afraid that she could not wait to take action, so he pulled the child out with the pacifier still in his mouth without hesitation.

"!"

At that moment, a strange feeling was beating there, and Ling Feng's body trembled slightly. When he looked at Su Qinghe again, his expression became somewhat resentful.

A silver thread ran along the child's mouth and connected to some unknown place. Ling Feng noticed it and wiped it off quickly.

"Wow--"

The meal was suddenly interrupted, and the little guy who was eating happily suddenly let out a deafening cry.

He couldn't open his eyes yet, so he couldn't find the direction. He anxiously kept the same action with his mouth. He sucked a few times randomly, and when he found nothing, he cried even harder.

I don’t know if it was because he was full and had more energy, but his crying completely drowned out the crying of the girl next to him, and people who heard it trembled.

Ling Feng's eyes became even more resentful.

Su Qinghe's expression changed. She no longer appreciated the attractive scenery in front of her. She took the boy and handed the girl over.

Ling Feng fed the other side this time.

Su Qinghe clapped her hands. "It's ok as long as you're not hungry. Just coax her for a while."

This was indeed the case. The one who drank the milk was soon coaxed to sleep. Ling Feng's expression became much better, and he diligently smoothed the girl's hair.

Su Qinghe was burping the baby, but her eyes were on Ling Feng.

Because of her pregnancy, her chest became much fuller than before. This change only occurred one month before giving birth. The same happened to Lin Xi and the others.

But from the appearance, they are still not as big as women, of course, except for women without breasts.

Their current size is the same as Qin Ange's pectoral muscles, but they will return to their original size after the child is weaned.

It felt as elastic as jelly, which she had felt from Ji Yuan the day before out of curiosity.

After Ling Feng finished stroking his hair, he looked up and immediately met Su Qinghe's eyes. Their eyes met. Su Qinghe coughed lightly and turned her head away guiltily.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, his ears turned slightly red, and he lowered his head again.

After the two little ones were full, Su Qinghe put them back into the crib, one in each hand.

After a simple wash, she helped Ling Feng lie down, and Su Qinghe extinguished the candle and got on the bed.

The two of them were silent. Both were a little tired today and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Su Qinghe was awakened by a slight movement beside her. She half-propped herself up and looked at Ling Feng in the dark.

"Does it hurt so bad again?"

She reached out and touched his forehead. There was no heat, only fine beads of sweat.

"Do you want to take medicine?" Su Qinghe asked with concern.

"No." Ling Feng reached out and tugged at the corner of Su Qinghe's clothes, his voice weak and feeble.

"Just rest. I'll get used to it after a while. It won't hurt as much as during the day."

As he spoke, he slowly moved towards Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe looked at him in silence for a long while, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, but in the end she did not go to get medicine for him.

"You can hold me when it hurts."

Su Qinghe spoke softly, extending one hand over to him, and with the other hand she took the handkerchief from the bedside table to wipe his sweat.

Although the effect of the painkiller had mostly worn off, fortunately there was still some left. Ling Feng was no longer in so much pain that he was sweating all over and his clothes were soaked like before.

Ling Feng grabbed Su Qinghe's hand. Although it couldn't stop the pain, he felt better and couldn't help but hold it tighter.

He was in such pain that Su Qinghe couldn't sleep, so she simply changed the subject.

"My daughter will be named Ling Cheng. Do you have any good ideas for my son?"

Hearing Su Qinghe's question, Ling Feng shook his head.

Su Qinghe continued to lead the way downwards.

"Why don't you think about it now? I've been thinking about it all afternoon, and there's really no good solution. You can help me, so it won't be so painful."

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng nodded obediently, and his thoughts began to fly away.

Noticing that the man had obviously relaxed a little, Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief. This method was indeed useful.