Arriving in Qin Youyou’s room again, Lin Jiang was much more at ease.
Instead, it made Qin Youyou a little nervous.
The scene from that day replayed in her mind.
’Mom must have said that because she thinks we’ve already... done it. So of course she’d think it’s normal for me to let Brother Jiang stay over and bring him to my room.’
"Brother Jiang, are you feeling uncomfortable? Let me pour you some more tea..."
"I’m fine. After that day, did Aunt Jiang say anything to you?"
"That day was so embarrassing."
Qin Youyou flopped onto the bed, burying half her face in the covers.
"She kept telling me to be safe and all that. We didn’t even do anything, so I had no idea how to answer her."
"And then? What else did Aunt Jiang say?" Lin Jiang asked with a smile. It was perfectly normal for a parent to say such things.
The Qin Family was prominent. If a situation like having a baby before marriage occurred, it would reflect poorly on them if word got out.
"She just kept going on about it, and I didn’t want to listen, and then she gave me..."
"Gave you what?"
"She bought me two boxes of... that stuff."
"What stuff? Sprite-stoppers?"
Huh?
Qin Youyou paused, clearly having no idea what "Sprite-stoppers" were.
She climbed off the bed, pulled open the bottom drawer of her wardrobe, and took out two boxes of "raincoats."
"Here, it’s this stuff."
Skin-feel...
0.01mm...
Seeing the items in Qin Youyou’s hand, Lin Jiang realized just how much effort Jiang Rongmin was putting in.
’She’s really worried herself sick over her daughter, even preparing these.’
"We were interrupted last time before I got to see. What did you do with all those stockings?"
"I put them all away. But my mom isn’t weird about that stuff. She even took a few pairs for herself."
’She might be older,’ Lin Jiang thought, ’but Aunt Jiang really does have nice legs.’
"Youyou..."
Jiang Rongmin’s voice came from outside the room.
"What is it, Mom?"
"Xiaojiang drank a bit much. Brew some tea and take some fruit in for him."
"Oh, okay. I got it."
Qin Youyou climbed off the bed.
"Brother Jiang, wait for me."
"Okay."
After Qin Youyou left, Lin Jiang picked up his phone and glanced at a message from Qin Yangyang.
Qin Yangyang: "I’ll be home in half an hour. Is there any late-night snack you want?"
’She sent that twenty minutes ago,’ he thought, glancing at the time. ’She’s probably almost home by now.’
’How am I going to explain that I’m staying here...’
Just then, Qin Youyou came back in, carrying freshly brewed tea and a plate of fruit.
"Brother Jiang, have something to eat to sober up. These strawberries are super sweet, you have to try one."
"They look great."
As they ate, Qin Youyou picked up one of the small packets, turning it over and over in her hands for a while.
She seemed to find the little gadget quite fascinating.
Her big eyes kept darting toward Lin Jiang, her mind clearly racing with some idea.
RING RING RING...
Just then, Lin Jiang’s phone rang. It was a call from Qin Yangyang.
Qin Youyou glanced at the phone, and knowing it was her sister calling, casually tossed the packet into the trash can.
’How the fuck am I supposed to explain this???’
Muttering inwardly, Lin Jiang answered the phone.
"Where are you?" Qin Yangyang asked softly.
"I’m out, not at home."
"Sis, Brother Jiang is at our house," Qin Youyou said blithely, completely unaware of the danger in the situation.
"What?"
Hearing Qin Youyou’s voice, Qin Yangyang’s tone immediately jumped.
"He’s at our house?"
"Yeah. Brother Jiang had something to discuss with Dad, so we invited him over for dinner. We called you, but you said you were busy at the law firm and couldn’t come back, so it was just us."
The other end of the line was silent for a good ten seconds.
"Fine. I get it."
Qin Yangyang hung up. Lin Jiang felt a storm brewing, the air thick with unspoken threats.
"Youyou..." Jiang Rongmin’s voice came from outside.
"What is it, Mom?"
"It’s getting late, and Xiaojiang has work tomorrow. Aunt Chen has already prepared the room, so take Xiaojiang to get some rest."
"Oh, okay. I got it."
Qin Youyou was a little reluctant, as she hadn’t had enough time with Lin Jiang yet, but it was indeed getting late.
"Let’s go, Brother Jiang. I’ll take you to your room to rest."
"Let’s go."
The two of them walked out of the room.
The Qin Family home was very large, with five bedrooms in total.
Qin Zhengqing and Jiang Rongmin, the two Qin Sisters, and Aunt Chen each had their own room, leaving just one guest room.
The room was about the same size as Qin Youyou’s and was simply furnished, without any superfluous decorations.
After all, it was a guest room, so there was no need for it to be gaudy.
"Get some rest, Brother Jiang. I’m going back now."
"You get some sleep too."
Qin Youyou returned to her room reluctantly.
Lin Jiang’s phone went BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ nonstop with messages from Qin Yangyang.
Qin Yangyang: "You went to my house for dinner and didn’t even tell me. Did you do it on purpose?"
Qin Yangyang: "How was the food at my house?"
Qin Yangyang: "When are you coming back?"
Qin Yangyang: "Cleaver.JPG"
Qin Yangyang: "Bomb.JPG"
Qin Yangyang: ...
Lin Jiang: "I was planning to go back, but Aunt Jiang made me stay."
Qin Yangyang: "???"
Qin Yangyang: "My mom made you stay?"
Qin Yangyang: "Don’t tell me she’s making you two stay in the same room?"
Lin Jiang: "How could that happen? You’re overthinking it."
Qin Yangyang: "I see it now. My mom is dead set on setting you two up."
Qin Yangyang: "Tonight, you’d better behave yourself and get to sleep. If you get any funny ideas, I’ll bite you to death."
Lin Jiang: "You got it."
They chatted for a while, and Lin Jiang decided to get some rest.
But just then, his phone buzzed again. A message from Qin Youyou had arrived.
’Are these sisters trying to tag-team bomb my phone?’
Qin Youyou: "Brother Jiang, are you asleep?"
Lin Jiang: "Not yet, what’s up?"
Qin Youyou: "I’m still a little curious..."
Lin Jiang: "Curious about what?"
"Curious about how to use that thing."
"So you want to try it out?"
"Mhm..."
"Then come over."
"Brother Jiang, you should come here instead. I’m all ready."
That one sentence piqued Lin Jiang’s curiosity.
’What could she be ready for?’
"My mom and Aunt Chen are both asleep. I’ve left the door open a crack. You can just slip in quietly."
’Why is it that every time I’m with Qin Youyou, something this thrilling happens?’
He didn’t dwell on it.
Lin Jiang got out of bed and quietly walked out.
The house was silent. Qin Youyou’s door was ajar.
Lin Jiang quietly pushed the door open and went inside.
Qin Youyou was wearing a black nightdress with a lace hem.
Her full legs were adorned with black high heels. With the room dimly lit, the visual impact was overwhelming, and his "little brother" stirred in response.
"Brother Jiang, do you like this little dress?"
"My brother says it looks great."
"I want to try... can I?"
"That depends on your performance first."
"How do you want me to perform...?"
"Turn around and bend over. Let me have a look."
’This is so humiliating! I’m so nervous, what do I do?’
Her heart pounded in her chest, but she did as Lin Jiang said, turning around and bending over.
Her nightdress wasn’t very long; it couldn’t hide the generous curve of her backside at all.
Unable to resist, Lin Jiang placed his hand on her.
Qin Youyou’s body trembled visibly, and she said in a barely audible voice:
"Brother Jiang~"
"Feels nice."
"Yiwen is always secretly touching my butt too. She also says it feels great."
Gently, Lin Jiang patted her a few times.
’By comparison, Youyou’s was softer, while Jingxian’s was a bit firmer. Each had their own appeal; it was impossible to say which was better.’
"Brother Jiang, can I try it now?"
"Alright, but you’re doing all the work. I’m not getting involved."
"Mhm."
Qin Youyou took out another one, preparing to give it a try.
But she tried several in a row without success.
’The size Mom bought really is a bit small.’
But on second thought, maybe it wasn’t Mom’s fault.
’Brother Jiang was just... abnormally large.’
After trying with all her might, she still failed. Qin Youyou didn’t want to try anymore.
It wasn’t that she found it annoying, but that she herself had gotten all sticky.
"Brother Jiang, what do we do now..."
"This is a problem that can only be solved with a bit of after-sales service."
In this situation, Qin Youyou understood what "after-sales service" meant.
"Brother Jiang, I want to use... another method..."
"What kind of method?"
Qin Youyou extended her little foot, her intention self-evident.
"This, I can work with..."
[You have enjoyed a foot-based workout. Physique +1]
「The next morning.」
Lin Jiang opened his eyes and checked his phone. It wasn’t even eight.
There were messages from Qiu Yunong on his phone.
Qiu Yunong: "Brother Jiang, the proposal is done. Is it a good time for you to look at it?"
Qiu Yunong: "Are you going to Berkeley in the morning? I’m going to get some noodles and then talk about ad placements somewhere else."
Qiu Yunong: "If it’s not convenient, I’ll just email it to you."
He glanced at the time. They were sent twenty minutes ago.
Lin Jiang: "I’ll be there in an hour."
After replying, he quickly received a response from Qiu Yunong.
Qiu Yunong: "OK."
He put down his phone. He could still hear the voices of the Qin Family outside.
CLICK...
Qin Youyou gently opened the door.
"Brother Jiang, did you sleep well?"
Lin Jiang nodded.
"Breakfast is ready. Let’s go wash up and eat."
"Coming."
After getting dressed, Lin Jiang went to the bathroom to wash up, then went to the dining room.
After breakfast, Lin Jiang left with Qin Zhengqing.
Aunt Chen went to clear the dishes and clean up.
Jiang Rongmin pulled Qin Youyou into her room as she was preparing to change for work.
"Are there any nude-colored stockings left? Find a pair for me."
"You took all the nude ones. Only black ones are left. If you want to wear them, I’ll go get them for you."
"Black won’t look good with this outfit. I’ll just go bare-legged."
"Mom, you didn’t call me in here just to ask for stockings, did you?"
"Did you two sleep separately yesterday?"
"Huh?!"
A wave of guilt washed over Qin Youyou, her eyes darting around.
"Yeah, of course we slept separately. It’s not like we could have slept together, right?"
"A mother knows her daughter best. I gave birth to you and raised you. You think I can’t tell when you’re lying?"
"Well, I..."
Qin Youyou immediately deflated.
"We didn’t sleep together, but after you all went to bed yesterday, Brother Jiang came to my room for a little while."
"I knew it."
Jiang Rongmin’s attitude was very matter-of-fact, with no fluctuation in her emotions, as if this were a perfectly normal thing.
Qin Youyou pouted and stood to the side, adopting a defiant ’what are you gonna do about it’ posture.
"Did you use protection?"
Jiang Rongmin could ignore other things, but not this. She had to be diligent about this point.
"They were too small. We couldn’t use them."
’Too small?’
Jiang Rongmin paused. Those were already extra-large. How could they be small?
’If even those are small, then Lin Jiang must be...’
"So you didn’t use one?"
Qin Youyou recalled their attempts.
"We... sort of managed to try, but it really was a bit small. Mom, maybe buy the jumbo size next time."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you ask your mother to buy these things for you?"
They were talking past each other.
Jiang Rongmin’s understanding was that although it was a bit small, it was barely usable.
Qin Youyou’s meaning was that it was completely unusable.
"But didn’t you buy these two boxes?"
"I had someone else buy them. You can buy them yourselves online."
"I know..."
After saying that, Qin Youyou herself paused.
’Why would I buy this stuff? It’s not like I can use it.’
’At least, not right now.’
"Alright, go on back. I have to go to the office."
Qin Youyou left, and Jiang Rongmin finished changing, ready to head to the office.
Just as she left her room, she ran into Aunt Chen, who was cleaning.
"Ma’am, Ma’am..."
Seeing Aunt Chen waving at her conspiratorially, Jiang Rongmin walked over.
"What is it?"
"The second young miss is a lucky woman. A son-in-law this good is a rare find."
"Why do you say that?"
"Look at this."
Aunt Chen brought the pink trash can she was holding over to Jiang Rongmin.
Seeing what was inside, Jiang Rongmin froze.
’Four?!’

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