Although it was just a few home-cooked side dishes, Qin Feng was still very happy to eat them. He liked the simplicity of Zhang Jie and Lin Caiwei, mother and daughter.
After dinner, the mother and daughter cleared the dishes together, and then the daughter taught her mother how to use cosmetics and how to take beauty pills.
Young Master Qin was surprised to find that there was a WIFI signal here. Although he was not a computer hacker, he easily cracked the password and was now chatting with the girls at home online.
Isn’t it said that cultivators should be able to endure loneliness and learn to be free from desires? Why is it that Mao can still access the Internet here? It’s really incredible.
More than an hour later, a newly dressed Zhang Jie walked out with her daughter. After her daughter's careful makeup, she looked at least five or six years younger than before the meal.
And after wearing designer clothes, the whole person becomes more elegant.
"Xiao Feng, how are you? My craftsmanship is okay." Beautiful Lin asked in a sweet voice.
Young Master Qin stood up confidently, and instead of answering the question directly, asked: "Weiwei, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
Miss Lin rolled her eyes: "Do you even need to ask? Of course it's the truth."
He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Your craftsmanship is great. This is the truth. Auntie is much younger."
"Really?" Zhang Jie touched her face in disbelief.
She had been looking at herself in the mirror just now, and she clearly knew how much she had changed, but when she heard it from others, she still couldn't help but want to verify it.
Miss Lin was very satisfied with his answer and asked again: "What about lies?"
Young Master Qin chuckled and said, "The lie is that your craftsmanship is really great. When you and your aunt came out together, you looked like two sisters at first glance."
"Hehe, I love hearing this." Miss Lin said, hugging her mother's neck.
"Nonsense, I am your mother and I am twenty years older than you. How can we be sisters?" Zhang Jie reached out and touched her daughter's forehead, her movements full of doting.
My daughter immediately said, "Mom, it only takes a month. As long as you follow the method I just taught, I guarantee that when others see us, they will say you are my sister."
Zhang Jie blushed: "I don't believe it. I am already an old woman and you are only twenty years old. There is no comparison."
The three of them chatted for a while, and topics of interest came one after another. Although Zhang Jie rarely interrupted, she always had a sincere smile on her face.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Although mobile phones can be used here, TVs, computers and other things are not allowed, so from a certain perspective, the life of a cultivator is still very boring, especially the night life.
At night, in addition to practicing, I also sleep. Usually two hours after a meal, the place will become very quiet.
Of course, those guys who carry the banner of carrying on the family line will hug their women and have sex. This may be what the Lin family's children are most interested in.
If they can't find a partner for dual cultivation and want to continue the family tradition, these people will go to the secular world to find a woman who suits them.
To them, women are just tools to give birth to children and objects to vent their desires.
These women are miserable. Once they enter the Lin family, they have no connection with the outside world. Their personal information in the secular world will have two more words: missing.
As the time gets later and later, a very serious problem emerges: how to sleep.
Obviously there are only two bedrooms here, one for the mother and one for the daughter, and because the daughter studies away from home all year round, her bedroom is often empty.
And now, there are three people.
In other words, no matter how the arrangement is arranged, two people must sleep together.
Zhang Jie is also troubled by this problem. From the closeness between her daughter and Qin Feng, it is not difficult to see that their relationship is more than just a pure boyfriend and girlfriend, but it is also difficult to guess how far it has developed.
Furthermore, Zhang Jie has not had any contact with the outside world for more than ten years, so it is difficult to make decisions.
After much deliberation, she decided to take a safer approach, and she said: "It's getting late, Xiaowei, sleep with me, and let Xiaofeng sleep in your room..."
"Auntie, you're welcome, I can sleep with Weiwei." Young Master Qin retorted abruptly.
Miss Lin obviously understood that she was wrong, and followed his words and said: "That's right, Mom, why are you so polite to Xiao Feng? I can just sleep with him...ah."
She didn't react until she finally said it, her pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and she didn't forget to glare at that annoying guy.
When Zhang Jie saw it, she thought it was okay. Neither of them felt any embarrassment about what I was mixing in. The young man was really open-minded.
In the end, Miss Lin almost fled into her room because she really couldn't stand her mother's ambiguous eyes.
Young Master Qin followed him in with a smile and said pretentiously: "Wife Weiwei, as the owner of this place, shouldn't you undress and take off your clothes for me, my husband?"
"I hate it, you still say that." The beauty jumped over and her two pink fists landed on his chest like raindrops.
Miss Lin felt that she had been embarrassed in front of her mother, so of course she wanted to vent her anger on him.
"Hey, this is not the way to treat guests." Mr. Qin calmly grabbed her wrist and said with a smile: "I will complain to auntie and let her teach you how to treat guests."
Lin Mei rolled her eyes at him and hummed: "Really? Then what kind of hospitality do you want?"
He smiled evilly and nuzzled his lips towards the wooden bed on one side, and said: "Of course I will serve the distinguished guest to bed, and then do my best to make the distinguished guest feel satisfied both physically and mentally."
"Really? Then what exactly do I want to do?" Miss Lin pretended not to understand and blinked deliberately.
"Dear, you know why you need to ask so clearly." Young Master Qin picked her up and slowly placed her on the bed, saying: "How is the sound insulation effect of your home? I don't think it will be very good. I won't say goodbye for a while. Shouting too loudly will affect Auntie's rest."
"I hate it, just don't use so much force."
He used his compassionate skills and quickly turned Miss Lin into a little white sheep, then turned into a wolf and pounced on her.
At first, Lin Caiwei tried her best not to make a sound, but as time went by, and Qin Dashao's attacks became stronger and stronger, her mouth began to lose control of her, and her voice became louder and louder.
After getting their parents' nod, the two of them no longer had to worry about anything and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to their "career" at this time.
The sound insulation here is really poor. After Zhang Jie was woken up, she couldn't sleep again.
She felt that it was necessary to remind her daughter tomorrow morning that safety measures must be taken. The two of them were still young, so what would happen if they got pregnant.