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

"Wife, wife master!"

Ji Qingyu closed his eyes, and this time his voice was much louder than before.

"Ha ha……"

Su Qinghe kissed him with satisfaction and did the same with his other hand.

"Gently, don't hold it still."

Ji Qingyu's whole body was stiff, but he did not move according to Su Qinghe's instructions.

That felt so weird...

"If you don't take the initiative to make my wife feel more comfortable, then I will leave?"

Su Qinghe broke through his psychological defenses step by step and threatened him with words.

"do not want!"

Ji Qingyu spoke hurriedly and grabbed a handful of things randomly.

"Hiss! I told you to be gentler!"

Su Qinghe gasped as she felt her nails digging into her flesh, and she slapped him on the big, round butt without any hesitation.

"Um...I'm sorry!"

After being slapped in the face, Ji Qingyu started to become cautious.

Although he couldn't see anything under the quilt, Su Qinghe was pressing on him, and that rather impressive thing was almost hanging on his face. He turned his head away uncomfortably.

"kiss Me."

The woman above his head spoke again. Ji Qingyu had learned his lesson this time. He raised his head and offered his little mouth to her without her urging again.

It was pitch black under the quilt, and he didn't know where he kissed.

"Idiot! It's the neck!"

Su Qinghe cursed with a smile, then grabbed the man's chin and kissed him.

"Um!"

With his mouth blocked, Ji Qingyu subconsciously clenched his teeth, and his hands, which were still there, clenched nervously.

Su Qinghe lingered around the periphery for a while and then began to attack the inside.

"Open your mouth."

The man obediently opened his mouth slightly, and at the same time he felt something slippery swimming in. As soon as he touched it, he shrank into the corner in shock.

"Um..."

The air was becoming thinner and thinner. Ji Qingyu felt uncomfortably and lightly punched Su Qinghe's shoulders, wanting her to let him go.

When his mouth was finally freed, he quickly turned his head away and exhaled deeply.

"hu~hu~"

"Is your nose just for show?"

Looking at his miserable appearance, Su Qinghe cursed with a laugh, and without waiting for him to rest, she turned his head over again.

"I'll help you practice!"

After saying that, she dived down again.

The temperature inside the quilt gradually rose, and from time to time one or two muffled groans could be heard.

"Ah! Wuwuwu..."

Ji Qingyu suddenly screamed, his face turned pale, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his head.

"Ouch, it hurts..."

He hugged Su Qinghe's waist, and tears dripped into his hair.

"Be good, you'll feel better in a moment..."

Su Qinghe tried her best to suppress her rapid breathing, and with a hoarse voice, she held the person in her arms and comforted him gently.

As time went by, the occasional cries of pain in the house turned into uncontrollable groans, and then into crying.

The sound continued until the second half of the night.

After eating and drinking, Su Qinghe picked up the person who had fainted from exhaustion and wiped his entire body with a towel dipped in hot water.

After everything was tidied up, he got back on the couch.

Carefully bringing the person sleeping on the inside into her arms, Su Qinghe opened the bottle of medicine she had just taken out of the cabinet, pulled down Ji Qingyu's pants and began to apply medicine to him.

This guy couldn't stand it after only coming twice and wanted to run away, but Su Qinghe, who had finally started having sex, was not willing to let him go.

After pressing the button patiently for a few times, he got annoyed and simply pulled the man back, handcuffed him and beat him until he promised not to run away.

Su Qinghe rubbed the white ointment gently with her fingers until it became wet and hot, then she gently applied it on Ji Qingyu's red butt.

"Well...I was wrong..."

The man in his arms groaned softly and twisted weakly, as if he had been hit and had a trauma.

Su Qinghe ignored him and applied the medicine on her own. After the entire area was evenly coated, she used both hands to gently massage him.

Applying the medicine and then giving it a vigorous massage will help the medicinal properties evaporate better and double the effect.

Su Qinghe used the excuse of doing good for Ji Qingyu and enjoyed the wonderful touch with peace of mind.

"call out!"

A very light sound of breaking air came from behind. Su Qinghe's ears moved and his head instinctively tilted to one side.

A thin needle with a cold glow passed across her right cheek.

"Again?"

Su Qinghe cursed in annoyance, quickly stood up, pulled up the quilt and covered Ji Qingyu tightly.

A man happened to rush into the house and stabbed at Su Qinghe with his sword without saying a word.

"You guys at the Seven Killing Pavilion are really dedicated and responsible!"

Su Qinghe sneered, dodged the attack sideways, and kicked the man in black.

She looked back at Ji Qingyu on the bed, and after confirming that he was safe, she turned around and started fighting with the man in black.

This was the nth assassination attempt she had experienced in recent days. After half a month of silence, she thought they had given up, but they came again today.

But luckily, this time he came after she finished her business, so she was not stuck in the middle of the process like before, feeling uncomfortable all over!

Su Qinghe silently gave a thumbs up to today's assassin in her heart. He was ruthless and every move was deadly.

Seeing that he was gradually losing the upper hand, Ling Feng's moves became more fierce. Facing Su Qinghe's punches, he did not dodge or avoid them, but only attacked her vital points, almost risking his life.

"This time the guy who came is quite good!"

As the battle intensified, Su Qinghe responded with ease and became more and more excited.

It has been a long time since she met someone with such good skills, and it made her want to have a good fight.

The two of them exchanged countless moves, and Su Qinghe was already sweating a little, but she could clearly feel that the person on the other side was already struggling.

Having done her best, Su Qinghe didn't bother to waste any more time with this man. She found the weakness of the man in black and kicked him several meters away.

His back hit the wall, Ling Feng covered his chest, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"His martial arts are good, but unfortunately he's a killer." Su Qinghe walked towards Ling Feng step by step.

"Ahem... don't do it yet!"

The man on the ground said something for no reason, and Su Qinghe's alarm bells instantly rang. At the same time he said it, he noticed an extra presence outside the house.

"not good!"

She turned around quickly and saw that the man had broken through the window and jumped in, now approaching the bed.

Su Qinghe's pupils trembled. It was too late for her to rush over at her current distance.

She grabbed the water cup beside her and threw it over, hitting the man directly on the head.

At the same time, he did not dare to slow down, and took a few steps to the bed while the man was dizzy.

After exchanging several moves in a row, although his skills were far inferior to the previous man, he was no longer as mediocre as before.

Seeing his men dragging Su Qinghe, Ling Feng slowed down a little, stood up and stabbed again with the sword, but the sword was less than half a meter away from Su Qinghe, and it turned and stabbed towards the man on the bed.

Su Qinghe was unable to block it and bumped into him sideways.

The sharp sword pierced his left shoulder. Su Qinghe's eyes were fierce. He grabbed the broken pieces of the cup and threw them at the neck of the person in front of him.

Ling Feng was unable to dodge and his head tilted to the left. The fragments cut through his veil, leaving a bloody mark on his neck.

Su Qinghe kicked the man away, and the sword was also pulled out by the man.

She had no sword or knife, and the two men were used to using Ji Qingyu to threaten her, so she had no choice but to stay by the bed and use the broken pieces of the cup on the ground as weapons.

Due to her injured shoulder, her movements were not as smooth as before, and she had a hard time facing two people with good kung fu skills.

Another fragment was thrown, and this time it hooked off the veil of the first person.

Looking at the glaring Adam's apple, Su Qinghe paused.

"It's actually a man?"