I Rely on Birthing Babies to Become Popular Across the Interstellar

Jiang Si, a powerful big shot from the apocalypse, perishes with the Zombie Emperor and transmigrates to Abel Interstellar.

The population of the Abel star system has been continuously declin...

Chapter 516 I couldn't seduce my husband, sob sob sob

Jiang Si was pressed against the cold wall, cold water was poured over her head, and she shivered reflexively, asking uncertainly, "Husband?"

Agares noticed her trembling and quickly turned the cold water to warm water. The sound of the water splashing down masked his hot breathing: "Mmm...it's me!"

Jiang Si, who possessed a library's worth of theoretical knowledge and had read all sorts of BL, BG, bestiality, and animal romance novels, was completely clueless about the current situation. Her thoughts immediately went astray: "Honey, why did you drag me in here? Do you want me to scrub your back?"

Agares, in the darkness, paused, his voice hoarse and deep: "After scolding someone, you're dirty. Go wash up!"

Jiang Si exclaimed, "You think I'm dirty?"

Agares loosened his grip on her body, his expression serious and restrained, his words as precious as gold, "No, you wash, I'm leaving!"

"Oh, then help me prepare a clean towel to hang on the door!" Jiang Si asked her cheap husband to do something as soon as he was about to leave.

"Okay!" Agares, looking disheveled and flustered, quickly left the bathroom shirtless.

Jiang Si blinked in the darkness. Just as her eyes adjusted to the darkness, her cheap husband left without forgetting to turn on the light!

Her hair was wet, her clothes were wet, and warm water poured down all over her body.

She stared at the closed door, sneezed loudly, turned up the water temperature, and slowly took off her wet clothes and hung them on the sink!

In the flash of lightning, her pupils constricted.

She was gone for more than an hour and a half when her cheap husband was in the bathroom, shirtless and wearing only military pants, taking a cold shower.

Yes, a cold shower.

When he pulled her in, the water was cold.

She shivered from the cold water, and only then did he turn on the hot water.

In other words, my cheap husband took a cold shower for an hour and a half?

Good heavens!

Just how strong is the body of a straight man? He took a cold shower for an hour and a half and was completely unaffected.

Agares changed into a clean, stand-up collar combat uniform, zipped up to his neck. His strong, straight legs were encased in green military trousers, his extremely short hair dripped water, and his dark eyes were bloodshot. His aura was both cold and fierce, restrained yet alluring.

He stared at the closed bathroom door for a long while, then took out a clean large towel from his spatial storage and draped it over the bathroom doorknob. Then he took out the camisole nightgown that his wife had left with him last time, folded into a square, and placed it on the square-shaped quilt.

He bent down to wipe the water he had brought from the bathroom clean, laid a non-slip towel at the bathroom door, and with his still-damp hair, silently opened the door and went out.

He hadn't taken more than two steps when Moore, with a bruised and swollen face and tattered combat uniform, ran over excitedly: "Commander, Commander, where's Madam? Where's Madam?"

Agares frowned slightly, his hoarse voice turning cold: "What do you want with her?"

More was overjoyed and only wanted his wife to punish him, not noticing that his marshal's sharply defined, cold face was as expressionless as a stoic mask: "Go ahead and punish me, Madam!"

"Go find the madam to beat you?" Agares repeated his words, then saw more people running from afar. These people all had bruises on their faces and marks on their bodies from being whipped. Ignoring the bruises on their faces, they all ran without blushing or panting, their eyes shining brightly, like wolves seeing meat.

Mo Er nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, even if Madam slaps me a couple more times, it won't matter!"

I took a moment to organize my mental energy.

If you take two or three puffs, won't your mental strength reach a new level?

How could we let such a good thing slip by?

Agares' sharp, cold gaze fell upon Chu Xi, who was running towards them. Si Zhang and the others asked, "Are you all here to get a beating from the Madam too?"

The group's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. Unlike Mor, who was so direct, they said more tactfully, "Reporting to the commander, we have come to spar with the lady!"

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief, the Madam just instructed and reprimanded us, which enlightened us greatly. We would like to feel even more refreshed, so we beg the Madam to instruct us again!"

Extremes beget their opposites, and things will inevitably turn into monsters!

Agares frowned, rolled up his sleeves, and glanced at the crowd: "So my wife didn't train you all well. Well then, it's my turn to train you..."

"Honey, are you going to train them?" Jiang Si poked her head out from the doorway, interrupting Agares. "You can train them more intensely; their mental strength needs..."

Hearing his wife's voice, Agares suddenly turned around and saw his wife wrapped in a white bath towel, her long hair wet, revealing her fair shoulders and collarbone with water droplets. Her face was delicate and rosy, her clear black and white eyes were watery, and she looked at him innocently, her moist lips opening and closing.

His pupils contracted sharply, and he interrupted her, his voice sharp as he addressed his subordinates: "Everyone, turn around! Training room!"

"lady……"

"lady……"

"lady……"

Si Zhang and the others had just called out "Madam" when they were interrupted by their commander. Instantly, they reacted in unison, turned around, and the nearly 2,000 people marched in unison, heads held high, chests out, heads held high, and ran in perfect unison toward the training room.

Jiang Si was confused. Before she could finish speaking, her husband interrupted her and sent his subordinates away.

She thought for a moment, then decided to speak, and just as she opened her mouth, she uttered, "Husband..."

A large white bath towel was wrapped around her bare shoulders.

Her body then became suspended in mid-air.

Agares pursed his thin lips, picked her up with one hand, carried her into the room, placed her on the bed, took two steps back, put his hands behind her back, his ears were red and his face was hot, and said coldly: "You are not allowed to go out if you are not properly dressed!"