?Reading on mobile phone After secretly slipping out of her room, Qin Dashi found his upper and lower eyelids fighting for control, and soon drifted off to sleep. Eighth Zero E-book The next morning, he was woken up by Shu, the police officer, who barged in. Upon entering, Shu first wrinkled her nose in cuteness, then gave a firm slap to his abdomen, lowering her voice and saying, "You're such a fool! You didn't even know to open the windows and ventilate! The smell filling the room—what if my mother smelled it?" The room was filled with a faint fishy aroma. Qin Feng thought to himself that this wasn't his fault at all—he should have gone to his demanding cousin, who had left him utterly exhausted when she departed, with no strength left to open the windows. Shu had assumed the scent was from their earlier confrontation, so she hurried to the bedside and fully opened the windows. "Jingjing, how was your sleep yesterday? Did Miss Zhou notice anything unusual?" he asked cheerfully—though in reality, he was wondering whether his growing closeness with Zhou Muzhi had been exposed. The policewoman turned to him, gave him a white look, and huffed, "My cousin is drunk and sleeping soundly—how could she possibly know? Okay, get up now! Mom's almost ready with breakfast, and don't you dare stay in bed!" Qin, privately chuckled—it wasn't that Zhou Xiaoniu was sleeping soundly; it was that Shu Jia, the policewoman, was. He began getting out of bed and dressing, then headed to the bathroom to brush up. Just as Xiaoniu finished washing her face, she stepped out wearing her cotton robe, and they passed each other—right then, he reached out and gently wiped his hand across her full, rounded buttocks. Zhou Muzhi pouted, giving him a sharp look—after all, her cousin was right outside. What if someone saw them? She'd be in serious trouble. They sat down to breakfast. Both Shu Jia and Zhou Xiaoniu were still in their nightgowns—one sat beside him, the other across from him. The breakfast was rich and varied—soy milk, fresh milk, scrambled eggs, oil cakes, and several delicate side dishes—almost filling the table. "Seated across from him, Zhou Xiaoniu said with a double meaning, 'Auntie, he wouldn't be at all formal!' Qin Feng glared at her, and immediately Xiaoniu returned a withering look—meaning, after all, you've already devoured me, so how can you claim you're not being generous? Fortunately, Zhou Shiqian and her daughter didn't catch the deeper implication in Xiaoniu's words. Qin, the younger son, picked up a stick of oil cake and began to chew heartily, deliberately not looking at Zhou Xiaoniu across from him. Xiaoniu blew her nose and stared at him in frustration, only to see that the rather composed Qin Feng paid no attention to her presence. Slowly, she removed her right slippers and extended them toward him. Qin Feng was startled—Xiaoniu's foot landed squarely on his lower abdomen, not painful at all, yet her toes were most uncooperative, constantly rubbing against him. In the morning, when men are at their most vigorous, Qin Feng quickly rose to the occasion, his body hardening and pressing firmly against Xiaoniu's sole. Xiaoniu smiled, her entire foot gently rubbing against the young Qin. Qin Da, without realizing it, recalled the subtle intimacy that had unfolded between him and Chen Yue beneath the dining table—back then, it had been him taking the initiative, while the beautiful counselor had passively received. This time, however, it was Chen Yue who had stepped forward. Zhou Xiaoniu maintained a perfectly normal expression, calmly sipping her milk, yet her foot movements were anything but slow. To achieve complete composure, Qin Feng found it extraordinarily difficult. When Shu, the policewoman, noticed his breathing had quickened, she immediately exchanged a questioning glance with him. Huh, this won’t work—eventually, it’s bound to be discovered. He quietly lowered his left hand, placing his palm gently over the policewoman’s thigh and gently stroking it back and forth. The policewoman blushed slightly, gave him a slightly scolding look, and quickly resumed pretending to eat. As a result, she couldn’t look down, thus ensuring that Qin Feng and Zhou Xiaoniu’s growing intimacy remained undetected. First, he would handle the policewoman. Next, he would focus on Zhou Xiaoniu. He also extended one of his legs, following With the experience from last time, Qin, the young man, naturally moved with ease, quickly making the young girl blush and breathe faster. A few more movements, and Zhou Xiaoniu’s body began to subtly sway involuntarily—hadn’t she been holding it in, she would have already called out. Qin was delighted—having the chance to tease a beautiful woman over dinner, and even two sisters at once, right in front of her future mother-in-law—life was simply too comfortable. When Zhou Shiqian noticed her niece’s face growing redder and redder, she asked, “Sisi, aren’t you feeling unwell?” “Hmm… probably I drank a bit too much wine yesterday, and I haven’t quite woken up yet… Auntie, cousin, I’ve had enough to eat. I’d like to go to bed for a little nap.” The girl hurried off like she wanted to escape. Shu, the police flower, was puzzled: “I thought she was quite lively—how could she still be half-asleep?” “Ah, well, children are like that—when they’re just waking up in the morning, they’re always full of energy. Once that energy fades, they quickly lose their "Ms. Zhou smiled. After dinner, Zhou Shiqian suggested going downstairs to buy groceries and asked Qin Feng what he liked to eat. Qin, the young man, wasn't particular—he was quite satisfied as long as there was meat. He had originally intended to accompany the mother and daughter, but he politely declined, citing the reason that it would be too troublesome to have guests bother him. After the mother and daughter had left, he approached Zhou Xiaoniu's room with a mischievous smile. Opening the door, he found Zhou Xiaoniu sitting against the head of the bed, enthusiastically playing with her phone. "What are you doing here?" she asked casually, lifting her head. "Of course, to give you a lesson," Qin said, springing forward and pressing her down on the bed, while simultaneously giving her bottom a good slap. "You dared to tease my future brother-in-law right in front of Ms. Zhou and Jingjing—what a bold move!" Zhou Xiaoniu was particularly slender, and the two areas that felt most delicate—her buttocks and her breasts—were already under his control. Zhou Musi fought back vigorously, only to realize she wasn't up to the challenge, and immediately adopted a pitiful expression: "Future brother-in-law, I've made a mistake. Please forgive me, sir—don't hold a grudge against a little person like me, and let me off this time!" "Now that you're finally begging for mercy—it's too late," Qin Feng continued, handling her with increasing deftness. After a few firm taps on her backside, his hand slipped inside her pants and moved steadily toward the garden entrance. With two sensitive areas under attack, the young woman couldn't help but cry out loudly, her flushed cheeks glistening with moisture. "Brother-in-law, I want—" she grew deeply emotional, wrapping herself around him like an octopus. "What do you want?" Qin, the young noble, pretended to be clueless, thinking how strong her desires had become—she had already been restless three times last night, and now, just a few hours later, she was eager once again. "Ugh, I want it! I want it! If you don't give it to me, I'll do it myself!" While the young woman spoke, she simultaneously used both hands to unzip his pants, pulling down his underwear with one hand and grasping Qin family's young attendant with the other.