I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 146 - Zong Fangs Love

Zong Fang lowered his eyelashes, paused for a few seconds, and suppressed the jealousy in his heart. He then coldly scanned Carl from head to toe before saying, “Yes.”

The three came to a floating shelter, which from the outside looked no different from a cliff. However, upon entering, it revealed a whole new world. It could freely float in interstellar space, serving as a temporary living place, complete with sleeping pods and food facilities.

“From here, you can observe the situation in all directions; the view is excellent for both offense and defense,” Zong Fang explained to Qiao Suisui.

She looked around, asking many questions like a curious child. Zong Fang answered all of them with a smile. The two seemed like a newly married couple viewing a house.

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Carl, on the other hand, looked like a broker who couldn’t earn his commission, following behind with his arms crossed and an annoyed expression. It was a three-person movie, yet he could not have a name.

“Do you feel any discomfort?” Zong Fang carried her to the sleeping pod, and checked her meticulously from head to toe. When he saw the abrasions on her arms and knees, his eyebrows knitted together. “When did this happen?”

Qiao Suisui did not remember exactly how it had happened but briefly told Zong Fang about the recent days with Wei Shou, “He blew up the underground lab. It probably happened when Carl and I were escaping. It’s okay; they’ve all scabbed over.”

Zong Fang, holding her knee, saw various marks and bruises on her delicate legs, the abrasions on her knees although scabbed were not small and looked unattended and slightly inflamed. Zong Fang clenched his teeth, wishing he could bring Wei Shou back to life and kill him a thousand times over.

Her skin was naturally delicate, and he always controlled his strength whenever he touched her, not to mention he would never allow her to get bumped or scratched in daily life. Thinking about how many hardships his well-cared-for person had endured this trip, Zong Fang felt his chest almost explode.

“Did you bring her here?” Zong Fang looked towards Carl.

Suddenly cued, Carl, who was disinfecting a wound on his back alone, looked around and then pointed at himself, “Can you see me?”

Zong Fang was extremely impatient but endured it, not wanting to show it in front of Qiao Suisui. He said, “Do you know her wounds are infected?”

Carl was taken aback, looked at Qiao Suisui’s knees, and his mood to joke disappeared as he frowned, “It wasn’t this serious yesterday.”

Qiao Suisui quickly said, “It’s not Carl’s fault. He has been applying medicine to me every day. It’s just that the wound is really itchy. I…I always want to scratch it…” Towards the end, seeing Zong Fang’s expression, her voice trailed off.

Zong Fang didn’t say much, and simply re-dressed all the major and minor wounds on her body again and fed her two small pills.

“What are these?”

“One is to accelerate healing, and the other is to replenish nutrients needed by humans. Have you not been eating properly these days?”

Qiao Suisui nodded obediently, holding the cup in her hands.

It was more than just not eating properly, she hadn’t eaten at all.

They had come to the Southern Battlefield. What meals could you have here? Even if it was possible, she never asked for meals, relying solely on nutrient liquid.

Zong Fang knew her temperament well, so he had a million reasons to worry. Qiaoqiao seemed frail but was not delicate at all; no matter the environment, she never complained. The Southern Battlefield was so harsh, he couldn’t imagine how she had endured it.

“You really are…” he bit his teeth in frustration, wanting to reprimand her. However, as the words reached his lips, he couldn’t say a single word; instead, his heart filled with the subtle joy of having regained what was once lost.

If she hadn’t bravely come here, he wouldn’t be able to see her at all right now.

Zong Fang stretched out his arms and embraced her, his actions gentle and cautious as if he were handling a rare treasure.

“Qiaoqiao, could you take away my Talent?”

Qiao Suisui was startled and asked, “Why bring this up suddenly? You need the self-healing Talent more than I do, and… it’s not something you can just take…” Her voice was as fine as a mosquito, and thinking about the method of taking the Talent made her face heat up.

“I can’t rest easy like this. Every day I’m here, I worry about you getting hurt. I always tell myself that at least you are safe at the Imperial Court, but you’re too bold, daring to come here.” Zong Fang’s speech grew faster as he spoke, mixing anger with urgency and helplessness.

“I understand, don’t be angry.”

Zong Fang sighed, bracing his hands on either side of her, and resting his forehead against hers, his eyes closed in resignation, “What’s the use of me being angry? It seems your opinion always prevails.”

The Southern Battlefield was rarely visited by anyone, giving Zong Fang a lot of time, most of which he spent thinking about her whereas he used the remaining time to reconsider their past interactions. After their numerous arguments and insights from Sikoses, Zong Fang clearly understood that he could win her heart only by following her lead. The more he tried to control her in the name of love, the further she would drift away from him.

Zong Fang gently lifted her chin, bringing their faces close enough to feel each other’s breath.

“I was wrong before, can you give me another chance?”

Qiao Suisui’s breathing became erratic. Instinctively, she started to back away but stopped halfway. This time, Zong Fang did not pursue her aggressively but quietly waited for her answer.

Carl, watching the two, was annoyed and went out smoking. He had long realized that as long as this man was around, no one else mattered to her. Suisui might not even realize it herself, but when she stood beside him, the invisible magnetic field between them was something no one could penetrate.

Having finished his cigarette in just a few puffs, Carl’s irritation still did not subside, so he decisively took off his shirt, jumped from the hovering shelter, and went for a run to cool down.

In the shelter, Zong Fang waited a long time without getting an answer, and the emotions swirling in his eyes darkened.

The man parted her knees with his strong, muscular legs and wedged his waist between her thighs, one arm braced against the wall behind her, his voice low and seductive.

“Qiaoqiao, I’ve missed you so much.”