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

"It's time to open a branch in another place..."

Su Qinghe had a plan in mind.

Although Shili Xiangli is still packed every day, more than a month has passed and most people in Tianhe County have already tasted it. The initial craze is long gone, and there are no longer long queues outside the door.

Merchants from other places often come here, and the two kinds of soup bases that are obviously not spicy are very much to their liking.

If she didn't open a branch, the restaurant's business wouldn't be any worse, but it would take her a long time to recover to its former prosperity.

"My dear wife, I'm done washing."

A gentle voice sounded in the quiet room, and Su Qinghe looked in the direction of the voice.

Ji Yuan walked out from behind the screen. The winter temperature made him steaming hot after just getting out of the bath.

I don’t know if it’s because the water temperature is higher today, but his exposed skin has turned pink.

The few strands of hair hanging down on the side of his face were wet with water, which condensed into small water droplets and slid into his slightly open collar.

The thin silk pajamas stuck to his still slightly damp skin, perfectly outlining his mature figure.

Looking at Ji Yuan, who was like a fairy walking out of the fog, Su Qinghe swallowed involuntarily, and her eyes instantly became a little dim.

"come over."

She waved at him, her voice hoarse.

Looking at the undisguised lust in Su Qinghe's eyes, Ji Yuan suddenly felt an urge to escape.

"Wife, wife master..."

He called out softly and slowly moved to her side at a snail's pace.

"Why did you get your hair wet? It's cold in winter and it's easy to catch a cold this way."

When the person finally moved to her side, Su Qinghe put her arm around his waist and pulled him into her arms.

"Lift your legs."

She turned the man around on her lap so that he was facing her and straddling her lap.

"My wife..."

Ji Yuan blushed, feeling overwhelmed by the posture that was like holding a child.

The calves that fell on both sides did not dare to touch Su Qinghe's legs, and he did not know where to put his hands. His back was straight, and he sat stiffly on Su Qinghe's legs.

"Relax and lean on me."

Although Ji Yuan was quite plump, the stiffness still made Su Qinghe's legs feel uncomfortable.

She placed her hands on his back and gently urged him to lean towards her.

Although he was at a loss, Ji Yuan still followed her strength and leaned his entire upper body forward until he felt something soft on his chest.

"My dear wife, I feel a little heavy..."

He felt uneasy and wanted to step back a little, fearing that he would hurt Su Qinghe.

"I'm fine. You can rest your head on my shoulder. That way you don't have to keep holding it up. It saves energy."

Su Qinghe raised her hand and pressed on the back of his head. After he lowered his head as she wished, she reached out and grabbed a strand of his hair.

Ji Yuan didn't know what Su Qinghe was going to do, and this was not the procedure he was familiar with.

His head rested on her shoulder, his arms still hanging at his sides but a little stiff. Seeing that she didn't give any further instructions, he consciously put his arms around her waist.

"Okay, come down."

After a while, Su Qinghe finally spoke.

"what?"

Ji Yuan looked at Su Qinghe inquiringly. What should the wife say?

"your hair."

Su Qinghe pinched the man's waist with both hands and lifted him up slightly, then turned him and placed him directly on the couch.

hair?

Sitting on the couch, Ji Yuan touched his long hair that reached down to his waist with his backhand.

It's done! And it's still warm.

"Are you using the same method as last time with Brother Yu?"

Ji Yuan's face was full of surprise, and he curiously pulled all his hair forward to check.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so it's better to dry it."

Su Qinghe extinguished the candle, returned to the couch and laid down the man who was still exploring.

"Stop touching me. Now you should focus all your attention on your wife."

She grabbed his hand that was touching his hair and rolled over to be on top of him, holding his hands on each side of his head.

……

As the New Year approaches, the weather is getting colder. Half a month has passed since I last came back from the court. With less than a month left before the New Year, the government office sent someone to deliver the news in a hurry.

"Wife, do we really not have to go?"

At the entrance of Shilixiang, Ji Yuan and Ji Qingyu looked at Su Qinghe worriedly.

Knowing that he was worried, Su Qinghe pulled him into a hug, speaking gently.

"Fang Xin, just stay at home and do your needlework. I'll be back soon. If Xiaoxi wakes up, tell him I went out to do something so he won't worry!"

She tilted her head and kissed Ji Yuan on the cheek before letting him go.

"I want comfort too!"

Looking at the two people who were intimate next to him, and then looking at himself who was left out, Ji Qingyu suddenly said something for no reason.

Upon hearing this, both of them turned to look at him in surprise, and Ji Yuan's eyes were full of relief.

Su Qinghe raised her eyebrows, and the smile in her eyes almost overflowed.

"Okay! Come over here!"

She opened her arms and motioned for him to come over.

Ji Qingyu was stunned. Why did he take the initiative to go over when it was his turn? It seemed like he was so impatient.

Looking at the big arms, Ji Qingyu felt as if his feet were nailed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

"Are you going to hold me or not? If not, then I'm leaving?" Seeing him standing there motionless, Su Qinghe added fuel to the fire.

"Hurry up and go. The people in the government office are still waiting. Don't delay my wife."

Ji Yuan was anxious and couldn't help but push him.

This kid finally took the initiative, he can't mess it up like this.

Ji Yuan used a lot of force this time, and Ji Qingyu was pushed and staggered.

Seeing Su Qinghe's arms right in front of him, he closed his eyes and rushed forward with the force, but he couldn't help but put his hands across his chest and didn't dare to really get close to her.

Looking at the still awkward man in front of her, Su Qinghe smiled, but still closed her hands and gently wrapped them around his waist.

The strange yet familiar touch made Ji Qingyu couldn't help but shiver slightly. The warmth of her palm could be faintly felt even through the thick winter clothes.

"I just kissed your brother. What do you think? Do you want a kiss too?"

Looking at the man who barely reached her chin, Su Qinghe lowered her eyes and smiled softly, tightening her arms around his waist a little more.

Feeling the hot breath from the woman above his head, Ji Qingyu's cheeks felt hot and he struggled slightly.

"No, no need! Okay, okay, I've been comforted, you can let me go!"

He felt a little embarrassed by her straightforward question, and struggled harder.

Having achieved her goal, Su Qinghe let the man go with a smile.

"Okay, I really have to go. It's windy outside. You guys should go back soon too."

"Yes."

After holding back Ji Qingyu, who had been burying his head like a quail after returning, Ji Yuan watched Su Qinghe walk away before turning back.