111 The Appetizing Conch!

The next morning, Qin Lin got out of bed happily with a look of surprise on his face.

The fruit of the Tree of Strength increased his physical fitness.

Seeing that Zhao Moqing had woken up, he leaned over and asked, "Moqing, how was my performance last night?"

"Qin Lin, it's so early in the morning!" Zhao Moqing snorted softly. With a flushed face, she extended her finger to Qin Lin's waist.

Qin Lin didn't feel any pain because Zhao Moqing didn't use much strength. This was just a form of fun.

"Hmph!" Zhao Moqing snorted again and got up to enter the bathroom.

Qin Lin smiled and followed her in.

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Qin Lin came out of his room and smelled a mellow fragrance. His mother was cooking porridge in the kitchen with Quality 2 Xiangshui Tribute Rice.