?Reading on mobile phone Know that since the two had "connected" together, it has been exactly thirty minutes—how unbearable that must have been for Qin Feng. The tight, cool pressure made him reluctant to stop once he started moving. His attacks grew faster and faster, while Zhou Muzi, pressed beneath him, endured them, her voice trembling as she pleaded, "Uncle, we can't keep doing this—really, we can't. My cousin made a mistake. Please forgive me. Let's just pretend nothing ever happened…" Unaware that her simple title of "uncle" had ignited a deep, simmering passion within Qin's heart, his kisses fell like raindrops upon her neck and chest, finally landing on her lips. Once her tongue was captured, all her remaining resistance melted away under the intensity of his passionate assault. Zhou Xiaoniu was completely blank-minded. She never imagined that her precious first time would be taken away by her cousin's boyfriend, someone she had only known for a few hours. Fortunately, the room had good sound insulation, so neither the couple in the main bedroom nor the one in the adjacent bedroom was disturbed. Indeed, Zhou Shiqian had heard Zhou Mushi's initial scream while still asleep, but after that, Zhou Xiaoniu remained quiet and didn't make a fuss. Assuming she had merely imagined the noise or was having a nightmare, Aunt Zhou simply dismissed it. Shuyan Jing, on the other hand, had been drained by the hour-long bed struggle and fell asleep as soon as she returned to her room—so much so that even the sounds of lovemaking from the adjacent room, or thunder outside, would have gone unnoticed. In the guest room, the wooden bed creaked with every movement, and Qin Feng transformed into a tireless electric motor on the bed. Under Zhou Muzhi’s consistently rapid movements, she quickly reached the peak of her life—her K-sensation still lingering—and then ascended to her second peak just as swiftly. With each successive ascent, she became utterly immersed in bliss. In Qin Feng’s mind, there remained only one thought: to charge forward relentlessly. As time passed, he roared, his body straightening to the point of tension. After holding that posture for several seconds, he gradually settled onto Zhou Xiaoniu’s body, and both of them were left only with the sound of breathing. Zhou Muzhi breathed deeply for a while, then reached up and patted his back, murmuring, “You’re so dull! Don’t just lie there—what if Auntie discovers you? What will you say then?” “Hah, it takes two to make a sound,” he said with a mischievous smile. “What did you just say?” Xiaoniu looked at him with a furrowed brow, “You can’t just drag me into this—this isn’t over between us!” Qin Feng stared intently at her softly swaying chest, smiling warmly and said, "It seems someone mentioned we could just pretend nothing ever happened. Now, are you going to break your promise and grow fat?" "Who made you do anything to me!" "Who made *you* come to me!" "What's wrong with me coming to you? As long as the relationship goes against the other person's will, it's automatically considered a strong 'passive'—I've studied law, and my father's a police officer. You're finished." The young woman spoke with firm determination. "Then, I think it would be worthwhile to have a few more moments of pleasure before I'm taken to the police." Qin Feng took the small mound on her right side into his mouth, beginning to suckle. At the same time, Qin Feng, who had remained close to her body, gradually lifted his head. Soon, his waist began performing a rhythmic motion. Zhou Muzhi hadn't expected his "combat strength" to be so formidable—she quickly started pleading for mercy. Too late, once Qin, the young noble, truly began to act, how could he possibly stop? Zhou Xiaoniu’s pleading soon turned into an embarrassing cry, and even began to unconsciously yield to his advances. Qin Feng found this strange. After all, the girl was frail in constitution and should have faltered after a short while. Yet she had not yet been defeated—this was truly astonishing. This very image stirred his desire to conquer. Nevertheless, no matter what techniques he employed—whether nine shallow and one deep, the old man pushing a cart, or the bodhisattva seated on a lotus—he could only make the people below gasp and shout each time he changed his stance. Beyond that, he gained nothing. After gritting his teeth and enduring for a long time, he finally could not hold out any longer and released himself in a steady flow. Indeed, the duration this time was more than double that of previous instances—not because Qin Daxiao lacked strength, but because the enemy was simply too strong. As for Zhou Muxi, despite the sweat pouring down her face and the visible signs of fatigue from the consecutive battles, she remained awake and alert. “You’re not trying to kill me, are you?” She spoke with a scolding tone, full of subtle charm. Qin Feng gasped, breathing heavily, and said, "Yes, I *wanted* to kill someone to silence them—can't I?" "Of course not! I'm your girlfriend's cousin, aren't I? You can't just go ahead and kill her!" Zhou Xiaoniu gave him a look full of graceful disdain. "Hey, now you're not just my girlfriend's cousin—you're even more than that, with such a simple connection." While smiling slyly, he used his nimble hands to fully encircle her full bust. Among the girls nearby, most had notably strong upper chest measurements, and this feeling of being completely in control was quite pleasant. "Hmph. So, dare you tell your cousin about our new relationship?" Xiaoniu asked softly and sweetly. Of course not. He remembered that on the way to the provincial capital, Shu, the police officer, had specifically instructed him not to harm her cousin. But now, he had already managed to get Zhou Xiaoniu, someone he'd only just met a few hours ago, into bed. Though she had herself opened the door, who had stipulated that once someone brings you a gift, you can just take it and enjoy it? Without fail, an image popped into his mind: Zhou Xiaozhui sitting beside him, wiping tears, accusing him of being a beast; while Zhou Mingchu and his wife, along with Shu Yajing and her daughter, four of them holding knives, closing in to cut him down. He needed to find a way to keep Xiaozhui silent—otherwise, by morning, the scene would surely be a complete chaos. Yet, when it came to deceiving a woman, he felt a bit uneasy. A thought flashed through his mind like a diplomatic mission, and he began, "Niece, your constitution is different from that of ordinary people, don't you know?" "Oh, yes," Zhou Xiaozhui replied carelessly, "I just found out a moment ago. Don't think because I'm young that I'm ignorant—when I was in high school, I actually studied the differences between men and women in great depth. And even now, I remain a devoted reader of the Health Friend magazine!" That settled it—he wouldn't have to go through the trouble of teaching him the basics Qin Feng smiled and said, "Then you must know that I'm not like ordinary people. Let me be honest—your future姐-in-law is a legendary martial arts master who can alter your constitution with true qi!" "Really?" The young girl expressed initial delight, then quickly added, "But I'm quite satisfied with my current constitution!"