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

About an incense stick of time had passed, just when Su Qinghe was about to fall asleep, Ling Feng suddenly spoke.

"He is your eldest son, I think you should be the one to name him."

Su Qinghe woke up and hummed softly. "Then you can think of a nickname for him."

After saying that, she closed her eyes again.

Ling Feng remained silent and obediently continued to think far away.

A night passed, during which Ling Feng was fed twice. He was in so much pain that he didn't sleep much. It was not until after dinner the next day that Su Qinghe gave him painkillers again, and he finally had a rare good night's sleep.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed. According to custom, it is time to hold a full-month banquet.

Su Wang and Su Le had done this before. Su Qinghe only invited some people who had a good relationship with her to visit her house, and she would do the same this time.

After a month, Ling Feng was able to get out of bed and move around. He was a martial artist, and even though his injuries were not fully healed, he looked no different from an ordinary person.

The name of Su Qinghe's eldest son has also been chosen. He is Su Wangyou. Ling Feng thought about the nickname for a whole night and finally decided on Xiaopang.

The reason is simple. When the little ones were just born, Su Wangyou was the heaviest.

After the banquet, the family gathered together for a rare walk around the lake in the backyard. There were also three strollers among them, which were made by Su Qinghe based on modern baby strollers, and were most convenient for Ling Feng.

Su Wang and Su Le are already two months old. They babble all day long, and their strength has increased.

The few of them played with the children, looked at the scenery and chatted along the way, and before they knew it, it was completely dark.

There was just half a circle left before they reached the intersection, and the men turned back on their own accord, but Ling Feng was stopped by Su Qinghe.

"What's wrong...wife?" Ling Feng called out in a somewhat awkward tone.

Su Qinghe has been with him for almost half a month this month. He feels it is wrong for him to always call her name, so he has been forcing himself to change his words recently.

Su Qinghe moved closer to him and looked down at Ling Cheng in the stroller.

"The news of your giving birth to a daughter has long been reported back to the cabinet. Have they made any arrangements? Since you are the future heir, you must learn more about the cabinet from a young age, right?"

Su Qinghe stretched out a finger and waved it above Ling Cheng, watching her curiously trying to reach out to grab it.

Su Wangyou, who was lying in the same car with Ling Cheng, was sleeping soundly.

Hearing that she was asking this, Ling Feng tightened his grip and spoke in a steady voice.

"Ling Cheng is still young. My mother said that she would wait until he is old enough to go to school. That would be the perfect time for him to learn things."

Speaking of sending Ling Cheng away, Ling Feng felt a little reluctant. After all, he had to live a good life with Su Qinghe and would not go back with her.

School age? According to the rules here, he should be about five years old, which is not too early, but she didn't expect that this little guy would stay with her for five years. She originally thought it would only take one year.

Su Qinghe frowned slightly. As time went by, their feelings deepened.

"Why didn't your mother take him in and raise him since he was a child?" she asked slowly.

Seeing that Su Qinghe showed no reluctance at all, Ling Feng felt a little depressed, but still answered truthfully.

"One is that the mother doesn't have a reliable wet nurse by her side, and the other is because of safety issues."

"Although Qiu Shan has been depressed since she was injured by you, mother cannot rest assured as long as she is in the cabinet. She has many people in the cabinet, and we don't know who has sided with her, so we can't be on guard everywhere."

"So it's safer outside."

"Oh." Su Qinghe nodded. "But she might not want to leave when she grows up, and will ask to come back every day."

Ling Feng was hard-hearted and spoke in a cold tone. "It's okay. I'll make it clear to her when the time comes. I'll let Xiaoying stay with her all the time, so she'll have someone she knows."

"After all, she will take over the Seven Killings Pavilion in the future. She can't be a soft-tempered person. It would be better to hone her skills."

"Besides...she can come back during the Chinese New Year. We won't completely lose touch with each other. After all, her mother and father are both here."

Speaking of his mother, he looked down at Su Qinghe who was still teasing Ling Cheng, with some expectation in his eyes, hoping to get a response from Su Qinghe.

Sensing the overly fiery gaze above her head, Su Qinghe raised her eyes to look at him, smiled and nodded. "Then I'm relieved."

Seeing that she still cared, Ling Feng felt better and curled his lips slightly. "She will always be your daughter, don't worry."

Ling Feng's sudden sentimentality made Su Qinghe feel a little uncomfortable. She comforted him with a few words and quickly changed the subject.

The two separated in the open space between several houses. Ling Feng returned to Qianfeng Garden accompanied by Xiaoying, while Su Qinghe went to Feihongxuan.

I have to go and accompany Qin Ange tonight. At the banquet today, Qin Anmin asked several times, both explicitly and implicitly: When will Qin Ange get pregnant?

Su Qinghe’s reply at the time was: There have been too many births in the family recently and I can’t take care of them all.

Qin Anmin rolled his eyes at her and replied, "No matter how many children you have, they can never be as many as mine. I have three pregnant wives now."

According to her, it was glorious! Su Qinghe was just pretending!

Su Qinghe felt embarrassed and was too lazy to argue with her.

However, she really had no plan to give the pregnancy fruit to Ji Qingyu and Qin Ange recently, as she was a little tired of making a seamless transition.

As she was thinking, Su Qinghe came into the room after a while. Qin Ange had already washed and was waiting for her. Seeing her coming, he was grinning happily.

He has never been shy about this kind of thing, and Su Qinghe is happy about it. She experiences many new things with him first, and he accepts them well.

Su Qinghe walked to the couch, and Qin Angge quickly pushed her inside.

"My dear wife, please go and wash quickly. The water is ready."

Seeing his excited and impatient face, Su Qinghe changed her mind and grabbed his hand on her waist and pulled hard.

Qin Ange screamed loudly and was pulled out of the quilt.

Su Qinghe reached out and held the person horizontally in his arms.

She bent down and kissed him on the forehead, with a smile in her eyes, "You accompany your wife to wash again."

This posture made Qin Ange's face flush. He kicked his legs weakly. "I, I've already washed it. If I soak it for a while longer, my skin will swell..."

"It's okay, it feels more comfortable that way." Su Qinghe carried the person in her arms and walked quickly behind the screen, with no intention of letting Qin Angge go.

"But, but..." Qin Ange stammered as he tried to find an excuse. As he got closer and closer to the bathtub, he began to feel nervous.

Ever since the last time Su Qinghe did it to him in the bathtub...that was the way he couldn't stand the most!

Su Qinghe ignored the man's pleas for mercy, reached out and skillfully unbuttoned his pajamas, and soon Qin Ange's slightly rosy skin was revealed in front of her.

"Today your sister said that she wants you to have a baby as soon as possible. Although I won't give you pregnancy pills recently, I can still satisfy you in other aspects..."

Su Qinghe chuckled twice, and under Qin Angge's panicked gaze, she hugged the person and stepped into the bathtub.

"My wife..."

Qin Ange's sobs and the sound of splashing water were heard from the inner room.