Grandma forced a smile and said, "I'm cooking noodles. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Fine," Zhao An puffed out a smoke ring. Feeling refreshed after a morning's sex, he picked up the phone and dialed, "Come over later. We'll have lunch together."

It was Lin Qing who answered the phone. Hearing the man's words, her mood brightened. "Okay, honey!"

Grandma quickly brought the noodles. She had already made up her mind: she'd just pretend she didn't know about this. Her daughter was grown up now. If she liked incest, then so be it. She couldn't change anything. "Xiao An, have some noodles."

"Okay, thank you, Grandma." Zhao An didn't dwell on it, and didn't actively try to probe Grandma's mind. Grandma didn't harbor any ill intentions towards him about the secrets she knew, so naturally, he wouldn't be prompted by them.

After breakfast, Zhao An began browsing medical papers. While mastering Traditional Chinese Medicine, reading more about Western medicine would also be very helpful.

The papers merely mentioned some new ideas, asking which angle to approach treating the disease and what bacteria might be causing it. Western medicine and Traditional Chinese Medicine are two completely different concepts, and even the most sane person would be overwhelmed.

Unfortunately, Zhao An had a system to help him understand the papers, so he truly couldn't understand them. But he didn't need to. He only needed to read them once, sipping black tea and reading the papers and books, constantly deepening his knowledge base.

The more knowledge he had, the more skills he could utilize. Following the principle of guaranteed upgrades after five readings, Zhao An recklessly browsed through other people's medical papers, using hackers to access overseas collections of papers held by other universities.

The grandmother quietly walked over and observed her grandson. She noticed that everything he was reading was in English, and even translating some of these papers required some thought.

Zhao An's speed wasn't fast, but he went through them line by line, examining every letter with great care, chewing over and pondering every word, rather than just skimming through them.

Auntie yawned. She had even taken a shower, the traces of last night's lingering effects making her feel a bit uncomfortable. Her pretty face flushed, and her high heels made a crisp sound on the stair slabs. Her toes, painted bright red, looked incredibly flirty at first glance!

Grandma frowned. "Chunjiao, your outfit isn't a little too fashionable."

"Not at all, Mom. Women all love beauty," Auntie replied shyly. It was a bit erotic, but that was just right; she knew men liked that look.

Soon after, Auntie woke up, also yawning. She had just emerged from the shower, dressed just like Auntie. Both wore shorts, revealing their long, white legs. Her white, tender toes tucked into high heels, revealing the voluptuous charm of a mature woman.

Grandma frowned. At first, she hadn't understood what was going on. Now, it seemed her daughters had been fucked so well that they were already unconsciously thinking about how to please men.

"Actually, I think it's pretty good. My younger and older aunts have to take care of my mom and me. I like how they dress; it's pleasing to the eye," Zhao An said, looking at his essay on his phone without looking up.

Grandma sighed helplessly, "You should be a little careful, though."

"It's okay. We're just at home. Just put on a coat when someone comes over. A coat that reaches down to the knees won't reveal anything." Zhao An smiled. He had to be a little flirty in his own home. Besides, no one would come during the day; everyone would sleep in and not visit so early.

Today's meal was also early, as was almost everywhere else: everyone ate early. Some were early, finishing at one or two o'clock, while others were later, finishing at three or four.

Looking at Zhao An's back, both his older and younger aunts smiled knowingly. They were both captivated by his huge cock and his superb sex skills. Naturally, they had no resistance to Zhao An's request; it was child's play.

Elsewhere, Zheng Peiling also woke up.

Thinking of last night's nutrient solution, she couldn't help but feel a little angry. After finally warming it up, she opened it and found it was actually a man's semen! And it was Zhao An's semen, because it still had his scent on it, and it was obvious with just a sniff.

And Zhao An had told her last night that men's semen was the best nourishment for women. And if a strong man regularly took in the semen, it would be extremely beneficial for women.

For some unknown reason, Zheng Peiling drank all the semen, not a drop left, and even licked it clean.

The smell was extremely fishy, ​​but it visibly lifted her spirits. The thought of drinking her daughter's male semen made her face flush, and she even masturbated again last night.

After getting up and washing up, Zheng Peiling picked up the phone and made a call. The old lady of the Lin family answered the phone, a woman a generation older than Zheng Peiling. "Xiaoling, you're so thoughtful, calling on New Year's Day? Ahem."

"Auntie Huang, how's your health lately?" Zheng Peiling asked with a smile. Auntie Huang was the Lin family's grandmother, over ninety years old. A woman who had lived through difficult times, she held a high reputation. Although she didn't usually participate in matters of public interest, everyone treated her with respect.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, ahem. How about you?" Mrs. Lin kept coughing, seemingly unwell.

Zheng Peiling's eyes flickered, and she smiled. "I'm in good health, Aunt Huang. My daughter Qian Yuling recently found a boyfriend, only seventeen. I was against it at first, but he later cured some of my ailments. I heard he doesn't see anyone else. If it weren't for me, he probably wouldn't even see me."

Mrs. Lin smiled, her mind clear as a mirror. "Xiaoling, you're trying to sell me your son-in-law, aren't you? I'm an old woman, I won't live long, so I'd better not bother him."

Mrs. Lin took this matter very lightly. Everyone will die sooner or later. Just like those with cancer, a short pain is worse than a long one. As people age, their immune system weakens, and they will indeed face many problems. She didn't want to find a so-called miracle doctor; she didn't want to burden the family.

"My son-in-law doesn't need any compensation. He's a very eccentric person. And he's not short of money. The Zhao An we've been discussing is him." Zheng Peiling knew how to respond, so she continued the conversation.

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