?Mobile reading Qin Feng led Zhou Muxi to the underground laboratory, where Hou Bao was also present. Eighty Electronic Book On the stainless steel counter, several cosmetic sets with completely different packaging were arranged. Upon seeing the two arrive, Hou Bao set down his work and smiled, saying, "You came quite quickly. Fang Fang, could you introduce these products to them?" Fang Fang didn't understand why Qin Feng had brought in an outsider—though Zhou Muxi was the spokesperson for a new product, she shouldn't have been invited into the underground lab, a place only family members would know about. Qin Feng sensed her confusion and smiled, saying, "From now on, you'll be sisters. Within a family, there's no need to keep things confidential!" Fang Fang widened her eyes, "Sisters? You mean Qin Feng and Muxi have already... that is, they've been together?" "Zhou Xiaoniu blushed deeply and said in a sweet voice, 'Good morning, Fang Fang sister! I'm new here, so I really hope you'll take good care of me. If I do anything wrong, please don't hesitate to point it out and help me improve!'" The old man was beaming with joy—he was born to work. In his youth, he had been pursued for years because he stole so much. Only in his later years did he find peace, spending day after day in the laboratory. Fang Fang pointed to the cosmetics on the table and introduced, "This set improves skin texture, which means brightening the complexion; this one is for breast enhancement, and with a special massage technique, it yields visible results within a short time; the third set works on detoxification, removing toxins from the body; the final set is a comprehensive one, combining all the benefits of the previous three, though it doesn't quite match the strength of each individual one." Zhou Xiaoniu's eyes were immediately drawn to the breast-enhancement set, sparkling with excitement. She was always satisfied with her slender figure, the only thing she felt lacking being her relatively small bust, which often made her hesitant to wear evening gowns or off-the-shoulder dresses. "Fangfang, you mentioned earlier that you'd need to receive massage therapy—would it be better if you did it yourself or if someone else helped you?" she asked. Fang Fang gave Qin Feng a withering look. "Self-massage is no match for having someone else assist you. That's a real bargain for you. From now on, learn the massage techniques—I'll have you doing it twice a day, morning and evening, each session lasting half an hour!" Qin Feng looked utterly flustered, rubbing his hands. "Heh, heh, I'm more than willing to help!" Zhou Xiaoniu's face turned pink again. She pouted, giving him a sharp glance, annoyed that he couldn't remain composed in front of her sister—how could she feel embarrassed, after all? Indeed, once Qin Feng had mastered the massage techniques, he couldn't wait to put them into practice. He immediately proposed a trial, pulling Zhou Xiaoniu into the elevator and heading straight for his office on the top floor. Xiaoniu couldn't bear the lingering, intimate glances from Hou Bao and Fang Fang. Only when the elevator doors closed did she finally step out from behind Qin Feng He gently wrapped his arms around the young lady’s slender waist, modestly saying, “An unattractive bride must eventually meet her in-laws… well, actually, it should be her sisters. Unfortunately, before we established our relationship, both my parents had passed away. Now, Jingjing, Fangfang, and Weiwei are all aware of our connection. By evening, everyone else will surely find out too!” “How embarrassing!” the young lady began to blush. Qin Feng thought to himself—where did her confidence on the bed go? Whenever she faced the young ladies of the Qin household, she always seemed so brave. Now, it was merely the sisters at home, and yet she was clearly nervous. “Don’t worry,” Qin Feng reassured her, gently stroking her hair, “The sisters are all very kind. They’ll host a warm welcome dinner, truly eager to have you join our family.” The Qin family today is truly a large, bustling household. By day, it's manageable, but once night falls, the women swarm around Qin's eldest son—the only man in the family. Now, he lives like an emperor. "Um, with sisters all so kind, I'll do my best to be a good sister," the young girl said, clutching her fists. As soon as he entered the office, he eagerly shed her blouse and sat her down on the sofa beside him, remembering to turn on the air conditioning. The room quickly warmed up, ensuring she wouldn't catch a cold. He first applied a white lotion to his hands, then proceeded to massage her according to the steps. Under his skilled hands, the young girl soon sighed with contentment, her slender arms cradling his neck, her legs gently wrapping around his waist, subtly swaying with each movement. As required, the massage should last over thirty minutes, and the number of times the lotion is applied should reach at least five. Yet, just as they were reaching the third session, the young girl felt her body grow weak, opened her mouth, and gently held秦's earlobe with her lips, exuding a fragrant breath, saying, "Brother-in-law, my husband—my heart's desire!" Qin Feng once again felt the sheer intensity of this girl's desire. If it were anyone else, not only would she not be satisfied, but he would likely have been drained completely, reduced to mere dryness. "Sisi," he said earnestly, "the massage hasn't even begun yet—how can we stop halfway? Are you seeking only temporary pleasure, or do you wish for a permanent increase in your upper body measurements?" "I want both—can't I?" The girl moved her body with even greater vigor. Clearly, her certain area had already become damp, and her face was flushed with urgency. "Both? You can't have fish and bear paws at the same time, know that? One mustn't be too greedy—otherwise, one will face divine retribution." Qi Feng was just about to give her a long lecture when the young girl began unbuttoning his belt, unfastening it while saying, "I've already made my choices. Now, just keep massaging and applying lotion with your hands, husband—don't bother with anything else!" What on earth? What does it mean not to let me take care of things? As he was still puzzled, the belt came undone, the zipper opened, and then—faster than he expected—the young girl swiftly removed her pants and slowly settled down. Both of them simultaneously emitted sounds of pleasure. Only then did Qi Feng realize: it all made perfect sense—now he understood why she had chosen both options.