There is no Redemption for A Scum Villain

Chapter 65

"Mu Qingfang! I fucking hate you! The second you get your head up from down there I will strangle you to death!" Qi Qingqi screamed, her pain almost audible in her voice.

"I thank the heavens a thousand times that I was born a man," Shen Qingqiu mumbled quietly. He was disturbed. Very disturbed.

"Why?" Yue Qingyuan asked next to him, contemplating whether he should try to cover his ears.

"With how you are, you can't tell me that I wouldn't have to endure that at least twelve times before my death," Shen Qingqiu replied, raising his eyebrow.

"This is all your fault! I shouldn't have let you on me! You animal!"

Shen Qingqiu covered his mouth, so he wouldn't start laughing. He felt for his shimei, but her cursing was somewhat comical.

"Twelve? How do you suppose we care for twelve? Would we even have time to make love after the fifth?" Yue Qingyuan asked. He looked more than just a bit flustered.

Shen Qingqiu leaned closer to the other, pinning him with his gaze. "Oh, I would make time..." he hissed.

"I don't even know why I let you! In hindsight this was NOT worth– Arghhh!"

"Qi-er, you need to press," Mu Qingfang said calmly.

"PRESS?! WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE I'M DOING RIGHT NOW?! TWIDDLING MY THUMBS??"

"Poor Shidi..." Yue Qingyuan mumbled.

"He could have let another person do it. A disciple or peak elder," Shen Qingqiu returned.

"As if she wouldn't curse him all the same if he was just standing next to her."

Yue Qingyuan frowned. He was sure if it was Shen Qingqiu in his shimei 's stead, the man would not have cursed him out like that. This was just Qi Qingqi. And Qi Qingqi always got even more loud when she felt uncomfortable. With these levels of profanities, she genuinely had to be suffering right now. But there was little to be done against that.

"It's almost over. The hardest part is out already," Mu Qingfang encouraged in a gentle tone.

"Easy for you to say!" Qi Qingqi hissed, "You're just sitting down there, watching. What are you even doing?! Mu Qingfang?!"

"And there he goes. Was already wondering when that'd happen with how pale he was around the nose," a Qian Cao Peak elder commended, "Alright, you help me get him on a bed, you over there take over."

"What happened, why did he pass out?!" Qi Qingqi exclaimed.

"Too excited, made his blood pressure say bye-bye," the elder replied nonchalantly, "A typical father. You can be lucky he was not holding the child already. But he was right, it really won't be long anymore."

Qi Qingqi grumbled something, but at least she stopped screaming now. She was likely busy looking over to see if Mu Qingfang was alright. For a while there was nothing to be heard but the commands of a Qian Cao Peak disciple of Mu Qingfang's generation. Then there was a cutting noise of a little human crying.

Shen Qingqiu sighed, the tension leaving his body. The kid was healthy enough to scream already. That was a good thing. Although the tone was a little... It definitely took after its mother.

By the time the two of them were allowed in, Qi Qingqi had already been cleaned up and Mu Qingfang had come back to consciousness. Now three people were fixedly staring at a little bundle, drinking milk at its mother's chest.

"I want three more," Qi Qingqi announced.

"Ah, Qingqiu look. Isn't your little sister beautiful?" Yan Hua asked happily.