Hearing Su Qinghe say this, Ling Feng's heart stirred, and the anger that had just been contained surged up again.
He spoke with his back to her: "Since you know I'm your man, and I've promised to give you children for the rest of my life, then what was that about you and Xue-ge'er just now?"
His voice didn't sound as cold and hard as it usually did when he was angry; instead, it had a somewhat sarcastic tone.
Su Qinghe understood, but he himself was clearly unaware of it.
"What happened between me and Xue-ge'er? Don't wrong me." She asked knowingly.
Seeing that he didn't speak, she continued to praise herself.
“He has a great personality, he’s lively and cheerful, and he has a nice smile, so it’s hard to ignore him. He’s your brother, so of course I have to answer your question.”
"And for the past two weeks I've been on the bus, facing your cold face every day. Xiaoying is just like you, the driver is also a man of few words, which has made me feel suffocated."
"I finally have such a lively and adorable little brother, shouldn't I chat with him a bit more?"
Seeing the man's fist tighten and his veins bulging, Su Qinghe touched her nose, feeling a little guilty, but still kept scolding him.
"I have to say, you two really don't look like brothers. Xue-ge'er smiles so much, can't you learn from him... What a handsome face, it's such a waste that he's with you..."
Ling Feng suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with anger as he looked at Su Qinghe.
"Since you're disgusted by my face, why keep me around to have your children? Just divorce me after this baby is born! I won't take revenge on you!"
Seeing the man suddenly erupt in anger, Su Qinghe propped her face up with one hand and glanced at him indifferently.
"I'm a little tired of it, but since none of my husbands are your type, it's nice to change things up once in a while."
Her tone was rather helpless as she watched Ling Feng start coaxing him again.
"I still like you, so there's no need for you to be so angry. I believe it'll be hard to find someone like you again, so my affection for you will definitely last. Don't worry."
Ling Feng felt like he had punched cotton, and he was very frustrated.
Su Qinghe's appearance at this moment was just like that of a patron of brothels, both heartless and shameless.
They clearly disliked them, but couldn't resist the temptation, unwilling to give up such a readily available person who could satisfy their cravings anytime.
"How come I never noticed you were such a lecher before?"
He was too lazy to argue with the reasons Su Qinghe had just given.
Ling Feng tried to calm himself down with a cold expression, feeling somewhat flustered by his unusual behavior.
Su Qinghe smiled. "I never said I was a gentleman, did I? You're the one who thinks I'm a good person."
Ling Feng remained silent. He had indeed chosen this wife himself, so he couldn't blame anyone else, and Su Qinghe hadn't done anything wrong either.
He sighed and lowered his eyes. "You're right, it's all my own fault."
"If it's just a passing fancy, please don't get too close to Xue Ge'er. He's still young and might take it seriously."
Ling Feng backed down, and Su Qinghe also knew when to stop.
"Don't worry, I know my limits. There are already two unruly kids in the family. Usually, people with that kind of personality aren't very smart. Those two in the family are examples of that. I can't handle another one."
She raised her hand to brush the hair that was sticking to her face and made a promise.
Seeing that Su Qinghe wasn't really intentional, Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little uneasy.
It wasn't because she called her brother stupid, but because of his own strange ideas.
He was still a little unhappy when he saw her chatting so happily with another unmarried man, even though he was his brother.
Seeing Ling Feng standing there dumbfounded with his head down, Su Qinghe patted the water and teased him.
"Don't be jealous. You seem to have forgotten to get me a towel. I'll trouble you to make another trip."
Jealous? Was she talking about herself?
Ling Feng looked puzzled, but seemed to have gained some insight, and the cold expression on his face began to soften.
He glanced up at the woman in the water, then turned and left in a flustered manner. A short while later, his voice came from behind the artificial hill.
"I didn't, you're overthinking it."
The sentence was gone in an instant, so fast that Su Qinghe didn't even have time to savor it.
"Sigh! Men who say one thing and mean another!"
With a sigh, Su Qinghe closed her eyes comfortably again.
Ling Feng didn't return as quickly as last time, and I wonder what he was doing.
He put the towels together with the pile of clothes.
"Hot springs are nice, but don't soak for too long, or you'll feel dizzy and weak. You'd better come out in another 15 minutes."
Without waiting for Su Qinghe to listen, he turned and left.
Just as he turned around, Su Qinghe's voice came from behind him.
"It's a pity you're pregnant and can't go bathing with me. It's really boring to be alone."
Ling Feng paused, then said without turning his head, "Even if I weren't pregnant, I still wouldn't be with you."
After saying this, he quickened his pace.
Su Qinghe chuckled. "In that case, it's more suitable for you to use the bucket of water inside, so that the two of you don't waste time."
"Remember to wash yourself thoroughly, you'll start to smell after a few days—"
She drew out the last syllable, and as expected, heard the man's footsteps become even more disordered.
Seeing the usually cool and composed person so flustered by her antics, Su Qinghe was in an extremely good mood. Humming a little tune, she slowly swam to the center of the pool.
Inside the room, Ling Feng's breathing was somewhat disordered. He raised his sleeve and sniffed hard, and to be even more certain, he also had Xiao Ying, who was making the bed, sniff it.
After confirming that there was no unusual smell, Ling Feng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He knew Su Qinghe was teasing him again. Although he traveled day and night, he had slept in inns along the way for several nights. Each time, he would take the opportunity to take a bath, even though the last bath was five days ago.
It's only early spring now, and the weather is cool. Even though there were several assassination attempts along the way, he didn't lift a finger and didn't sweat at all, so how could he have smelled so quickly!
He gritted his teeth and looked at the clear, transparent water.
"Xiaoying, where did you put the incense ball that Huan-ge brought last time?"
Xiaoying turned to look at him in confusion, shook the blanket, got up and went to a large box.
“Young master, those incense balls are from half a year ago. You’ve never used them. They should all be stored away now.”
He turned the box upside down, and sure enough, it was at the bottom.
"It's been a while, it probably doesn't smell as good anymore. The Third Young Master's residence isn't far from your courtyard, shall I go and ask him for some more?"
Xiaoying took a wooden box, walked up to Lingfeng, and opened it. Inside were three beads of different colors, each about the size of a baby's fist.
Ling Feng looked at them and finally picked out a white one.
"The original flavor was too strong, this is just right."
He threw the incense ball into the bathtub, and bubbles immediately began to rise inside.
He took off his clothes, and Xiaoying carefully helped him into the bathtub.
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