The next morning, just like before, Qin Yangyang had already left for work by the time he woke up.
Lin Jiang was also getting ready to head to the office, but after washing up, he got a call from Qin Youyou.
"Brother Jiang, what are you up to? Are you busy?"
"Not busy. What’s up?"
"My mom wants to talk to you about something."
Lin Jiang’s expression froze for a moment.
’There doesn’t seem to be anything for Jiang Rongmin and me to talk about.’
’Could it be about Qin Youyou?’
’But on second thought, that doesn’t seem likely.’
"Did she say what it was about?"
"She just said it was business and asked me to see if you were free."
"For my future mother-in-law, I’ll definitely make time. When does she want to talk? And where? Or should I go to your place tonight?"
"My mom said it’s serious business, so her office is fine. Brother Jiang, have you eaten? Aunt Chen made buns this morning, they’re delicious. Want to come have some, and then we can go together?"
"Sounds good. I hadn’t figured out breakfast yet anyway."
"Okay, okay, come on over."
After settling the matter, Lin Jiang hung up.
He finished getting ready, tidied up a bit, and drove to Qin Youyou’s house.
He arrived, familiar with the route. Aunt Chen opened the door, with Qin Youyou standing behind her in a small white shirt.
"Happy New Year, Aunt Chen," Lin Jiang greeted her.
"Happy New Year, Young Master. Come in, quickly."
Aunt Chen smiled cheerfully as she welcomed Lin Jiang inside. Qin Youyou immediately linked her arm with his.
"Brother Jiang, hurry! You have to try Aunt Chen’s buns. They’re super, super delicious."
His arm, sandwiched between two soft, large breasts, felt exceptionally pleasant.
’So big, yet not sagging at all. Youth is a wonderful thing.’
Lin Jiang was led to the dining room. On the table were two plates of steamed buns, each about the size of a girl’s fist, along with braised beef and other side dishes.
He didn’t even need to taste them; one look was enough to know they were delicious.
"Second Miss, you stay here with the Young Master. I’m going downstairs to buy a few things. I’ll be back later."
Qin Youyou guessed why Aunt Chen was leaving—she didn’t want to be a third wheel.
Qin Youyou instinctively got up and went to Aunt Chen’s side.
"Aunt Chen, it’s pretty cold outside. Make sure you bundle up so you don’t catch a chill."
"Mm-hmm."
Aunt Chen nodded with a smile and whispered in Qin Youyou’s ear:
"Second Miss, you must be careful. You two aren’t married yet; you can’t have any accidents."
"Oh, honestly..."
Qin Youyou stomped her foot. "Brother Jiang is just here for a meal! We’re leaving in a bit. It’s not what you think."
Aunt Chen looked at Qin Youyou with a fond expression. "Well, you still need to be careful in the future. You can’t be careless about these things."
"Oh, I know, I know."
Seeing that Qin Youyou was embarrassed, Aunt Chen didn’t say anything more, put on her coat, and left.
CLANG—
Aunt Chen was gone. The moment the door shut, the room fell silent.
With no one else at home, the atmosphere turned ambiguous, even if they weren’t doing anything.
Just then, Qin Youyou returned to the dining table and looked at Lin Jiang.
"Brother Jiang, hurry and try the buns. They’re really good."
Lin Jiang picked one up and took a bite. The flavor was indeed excellent.
He then tried a piece of the braised beef and found it was also delicious, almost on par with the kind you’d get at a noodle shop.
"Aunt Chen’s cooking skills are incredible. She never disappoints."
"Hehe, if it wasn’t good, I wouldn’t have invited you over to eat."
Qin Youyou passed the milk tea on the table to Lin Jiang. "Brother Jiang, eat slowly. Have some milk tea so you don’t choke."
"I’ll pass on the milk tea. I’ll just have soy milk."
"Then you eat first. I’ll show you something else later, hehe..."
"Did you buy new stockings again?"
"Hehe, not stockings. It’s something else." A bashful blush appeared on Qin Youyou’s face.
"You eat first. You’ll know after you’re done."
Lin Jiang wasn’t in a hurry. The buns weren’t that big, and he was full after eating six of them.
"Alright, let’s go see what you’ve prepared."
"Hehe..."
Qin Youyou giggled and pulled Lin Jiang to her room, but didn’t go in.
"Brother Jiang, wait here for me."
"Aunt Jiang isn’t going to suddenly come back this time, is she?"
The memory of last time was still fresh in Lin Jiang’s mind.
If Jiang Rongmin came back again, it would be mortifying.
"I promise she absolutely won’t!"
"Alright then."
"Wait here for a moment. I’ll be quick."
With that, Qin Youyou went back into her room. A dozen or so minutes later, she finally called Lin Jiang in.
"Brother Jiang, you can come in now."
Lin Jiang turned the doorknob and entered Qin Youyou’s room.
On her bed, more than ten pairs of panties were laid out.
The styles mostly leaned toward sexy, but not overtly so. They were the kind that many women would wear for daily use.
But the colors were varied. In summary, they were all very girly colors.
Unlike Xu Lin’s, which were mainly black and wine-red.
"Hehe, I spent a long time picking these out. Brother Jiang, which one do you think looks best? I’ll wear it today."
"In that case..."
Lin Jiang looked at the dozen-plus pairs of panties and finally picked up a blue one. "I think this one is good."
Qin Youyou bit her lip. "Brother Jiang, did you pick this pair because... there’s less fabric in the back?"
"Smart girl."
"Then I’ll wear this one today."
With the experience from last time, Lin Jiang didn’t leave, and Qin Youyou had no intention of asking him to.
After all, the two had already discussed "import-export trade" once before, so Qin Youyou wasn’t as shy anymore.
Standing in front of Lin Jiang, Qin Youyou lifted her nightgown, took off the pink cotton pair she was wearing, and slowly put on the blue lace ones.
SNAP—
After she pulled them up, the sound of the elastic band snapping against her skin was particularly satisfying.
That alluring, half-hidden, half-revealed view elevated the quality of this "pre-sales service" to a whole new level.
"Let me see the effect," Lin Jiang said with great interest.
"You can look, but you can’t laugh at how big my butt is."
"Big is an advantage. Why would I laugh at you for that?"
"It’s just that I think it’s too big. The proportions are a little off."
Lin Jiang chuckled. ’If you think your proportions are off, what would that make Lin Qiangwei’s? An alien?’
"I’ve seen it all. Let’s do this."
"Mmm..."
Qin Youyou turned around, lifted her nightgown all the way to her waist, and presented herself to Lin Jiang.
Her already impressive curves seemed even larger in that moment, outlining a unique kind of beauty.
"Brother Jiang, does it look good?"
"Not bad. Just like I imagined. If it were anyone else, they definitely couldn’t pull off this look."
"Hehe..."
Qin Youyou blushed. If Lin Jiang liked it, her heart was filled with joy.
"Let me see the front."
Qin Youyou didn’t speak and turned around. The front looked relatively normal.
"I think the design in the front is pretty nice too."
"Indeed. And the workmanship is very detailed."
"Let’s not talk about workmanship right now. There are... other things waiting for you to do..."
Very shyly, Qin Youyou looked at Lin Jiang, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"It’s being so naughty. I need to teach it a lesson, hmph..."
"Let’s have a class on fluid biology."
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After a thoroughly satisfying biology class, Lin Jiang was also content.
But through two sessions of "import-export trade," Lin Jiang had discovered the differences between the Qin Sisters.
Qin Youyou was more playful. When discussing "import-export trade," she really enjoyed the process and had a lot of fun.
Qin Yangyang, however, was different. After a little while, she would request to conduct their "import-export trade" at another "port."
"Are you full?"
"Brother Jiang, you’re so mean. You made me choke."
"I was just doing it for your own good. Have you noticed your skin has gotten a little better?"
"Huh? Brother Jiang, how did you know?"
Speaking of this topic, Qin Youyou was clearly excited.
"A while ago, I got a pimple on my face and accidentally popped it. I was worried for days that it would leave a scar, but it healed in just a few days without leaving any mark. And my skin does look a little better."
"Do you know why that is?"
"I don’t know."
"The first time, didn’t you eat it? That stuff is super nutritious, that’s why your skin got better."
"Brother Jiang, you’re such a smooth talker. I went to school, you can’t fool me."
"Well, think about it. Didn’t you only notice your skin getting better *after* you ate it?"
"Well..."
Qin Youyou paused. It seemed like that was actually the case...
"Could it be a coincidence? I’ve never heard that it has that kind of effect."
"Do you think I’m the same as other guys? You ate it this time, too. In a few days, take another look and see if your skin gets even better."
"Really?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
"Mm-hmm, that’s true. Now I don’t have to ask my sister."
"Ask your sister?"
"I noticed her skin has gotten better recently too, so I asked her what skincare products she was using, but she just wouldn’t tell me. Isn’t that frustrating?"
Uh...
’Your sister’s been using it as a face mask, of course she can’t tell you!’
"There you go. Now you have your own skincare secret, so you don’t need to ask her."
"Mm-hmm."
Qin Youyou glanced at her watch. "Brother Jiang, we should get going. We can still have lunch with my mom."
"Alright."
After a quick tidy-up, Qin Youyou put on some light makeup.
She wore a pair of gray fleece-lined yoga pants with white sneakers, and a Canada Goose down jacket on top. Her outfit was both sporty and warm.
Leaving the house, Lin Jiang drove Qin Youyou over to Jiang Rongmin’s office.
"Mom, I brought Brother Jiang."
Arriving at Jiang Rongmin’s office, Qin Youyou pushed the door open and walked in.
Jiang Rongmin’s office was huge, at least 200 square meters.
At the moment, she was dressed in business attire, sitting at her desk.
She wore a women’s blouse on top, a black cutout skirt on the bottom paired with nude-colored stockings, and a pair of beige high heels, perfectly illustrating the meaning of gracefully preserved charm.
"Xiaojiang, you’re here."
Seeing Lin Jiang, Jiang Rongmin welcomed him in and instructed her secretary to make tea. At the same time, she glanced at the perpetual calendar on her desk.
Aunt Chen had already told her about Lin Jiang going to the house.
Two and a half hours had passed between Lin Jiang’s arrival at her home and his arrival here at her office.
Excluding the time for the meal and travel, there was still over an hour unaccounted for.
As for what the two of them had been doing at home, she knew without needing to be told.
Suddenly, Jiang Rongmin recalled Lin Jiang’s situation, and the matter of using four in one night...
’These young people, they sure have a lot of energy...’

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