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

Lin Xi exclaimed.

From his angle, he could see a red mark on Ji Qingyu's clothes.

"what?"

Ji Qingyu quickly put his hand on his buttocks, and it collided firmly with Su Qinghe's big hand.

"Put me down! I can walk by myself!"

He pushed Su Qinghe in embarrassment.

This thing suddenly came into his life, and he hadn't prepared any proper supplies yet. He just found a piece of cloth to make a simple version, but he didn't expect it to be so unsustainable.

Such an embarrassing thing was seen by Su Qinghe!

Ji Qingyu felt that he would never be able to face anyone again!

Not only was Ji Qingyu embarrassed, but the two men next to her were also very uncomfortable. After all, this was a man's private thing, and even the wife would feel embarrassed.

Ji Yuan quickly took off his outer robe and covered Ji Qingyu's buttocks. He looked up at Su Qinghe.

"My dear wife! Don't dirty your clothes. Put it down and let us help him back to the house!"

"Yes!" Lin Xi also nodded.

Seeing the awkward expressions of several people, Su Qinghe did not let go. She raised her foot and went straight upstairs, answering them with her actions.

"I don't mind it, so why should you mind it?"

"It's all blood anyway, there's no difference!"

She walked up the stairs holding the person in her arms. Ji Qingyu put his head on her chest, and the strong heartbeat kept echoing in her ears.

For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to come down.

Su Qinghe's voice sounded very steady when she spoke, as if she was not exerting any effort at all.

Lin Xi and Ji Yuan didn't say anything. After Su Qinghe's figure disappeared around the corner, the two men looked at each other and saw touching eyes.

Lin Xi spoke first.

"Brother Yuan, since Brother Yu has already gone back to the house, the weather is cold, you should also go back and put on some clothes! Otherwise you will catch a cold!"

Ji Yuan shook his head and spoke softly.

"There's no rush. I'll go to the kitchen to boil some hot water. Brother Yu will definitely need it later! Xiaoxi, go up first! I'll be there in a minute!"

As he said that, he turned around and was about to go downstairs, but Lin Xi pushed him directly to the stairs to the second floor.

"Brother Yuan! You don't have to worry about this, I'll do it. I'm faster than you at making a fire, I promise I'll be up in a moment! You should go up and change your clothes!"

Different from the harmonious atmosphere between the two men downstairs, there was an eerie silence in Ji Qingyu's room.

Su Qinghe stood in front of the bed holding the person in her arms. When she saw the bloodstains on the sheets, she didn't know whether she should put the person on them.

"I have to wash it anyway, so it doesn't matter if some more gets stuck on it!"

Ji Qingyu's muffled murmurs came from his arms.

"Okay!" Su Qinghe agreed and put the person up.

She wasn't worried about getting the sheets dirty. It wasn't her job to wash them, so she could just throw them away!

She was just wondering whether Ji Qingyu had mysophobia, even though it was his own blood.

"Do you want to change your clothes?" Su Qinghe asked.

"Don't change it for now. I need to make something first!" Ji Qingyu said with his head down.

"Can you bring that box over here for me?"

He pointed to a half-sized wooden box at the end of the bed.

"can!"

Su Qinghe put the things on the bedside and watched him pick and choose. After a while, he found a large piece of cloth, a pair of scissors, and an embroidery needle.

"Can you make this yourself?"

Su Qinghe looked at what he had in his hand and became very curious.

She knew what he was going to do, but she just didn't know what the difference was between what the men used now and what the women used in the past.

By the way, she is still very curious about what men do!

Ji Qingyu noticed the burning gaze above his head staring at him, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"I'm not very good at it... Can you help me call my brother over?"

He buried his head in shame, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito.

He fiddled with the cloth in his hands that was about to be cut into a shape, and for a long time he didn't take the next step.

In the past, when he was at home, he would let the servants around him do these kinds of things, and he never had to worry about it.

"Wait!"

Su Qinghe said something and was about to go out when Ji Yuan pushed the door and walked in.

"Wife master!"

When Ji Yuan saw Su Qinghe was there, he was stunned for a moment and hid the thing in his hand behind him.

Even though Su Qinghe didn't show much disgust just now, he still couldn't openly show this kind of thing in front of a woman.

"What are you holding?" Su Qinghe raised her eyebrows at his actions.

Is there anything she can't see?

Hearing Su Qinghe's question, Ji Yuan consciously took the things in front of him. He looked at her with a slightly red face.

"It's some wood ash! I'm going to put it in that later!"

His eyes looked at the strip of cloth in Ji Qingyu's hand.

When Ji Qingyu saw that he finally looked at her, she immediately felt relieved and waved the cloth in her hand excitedly as if she had seen a savior.

"Brother! Come and help me! I was just about to go look for you!"

Seeing the thing dangling in the air, Ji Yuan hurried over awkwardly and pressed his hand down.

"Ahem!" He coughed warningly.

Ji Qingyu was glared at by him before she reacted belatedly.

"……sorry!"

His face flushed red, he stole a glance at Su Qinghe beside him, and quietly rolled up the cloth in his hand.

Ji Yuan sighed, but seeing his pale face, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

He turned to look at Su Qinghe with a look of apology on his face.

"Wife! Can Brother Yu take a day off today and come back to help when you feel better tomorrow?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, just rest more. The building doesn't need a helper from him!" Su Qinghe took a stool and sat beside the bed.

"I posted another job posting early this morning. I believe someone will come before noon. By then, you won't have to work on it yourself!"

"Yeah!" Ji Yuan nodded meekly.

The room became quiet again. The two men lowered their heads and were busy with their work. Su Qinghe had no intention of leaving. She stared at their movements intently without blinking.

"Why doesn't she leave? What's so good about this thing?"

Ji Qingyu felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by her and had secretly glanced at her several times.

"It's getting late, wife, don't you want to go to the lobby?"

Ji Yuan couldn't sit still and quickly found a topic.

"No need, Wang Lin can manage it." Su Qinghe didn't even raise his head.

"My wife has indeed picked a capable person!" Seeing that she was not going to leave, Ji Yuan could only praise her.

The room fell silent again until they finished the first one.

Su Qinghe watched the entire production process before finally raising his head.

"Don't you have anything to explain to me?" She looked at Ji Yuan and asked softly.

Ji Yuan's hand holding the needle shook, and a small hole was pierced on his index finger.

Su Qinghe frowned, grabbed his index finger and sucked it, with a reproachful look on her face.

"Why aren't you careful? I was just asking casually, look how scared you are!"

"You don't trust your wife so much?"