Raking in the Cash Daily

Qin Ze slept restlessly that night and had an indescribable dream, then woke up startled by the killing intent in his pants.

He reached down to feel it...

"Ah, shit."

Qin Ze threw back the covers, performed a Carp Leaping move to get up, pulled out several tissues to clean himself off, got out of bed, and took a fresh pair of boxer briefs from the wardrobe.

He stared blankly at the boxer briefs in his hand. So... it had overflowed on its own?

That thing men had was like a woman's great aunt—it came every month. But men could release it manually, while women could only endure it passively.

It was clear that between men and women, who was active and who was passive had been predetermined by nature.

How many years had it been?

And this had actually happened again.

He remembered that apart from a few times during puberty, there was that time in middle school when his classmates passed around MP4 players containing fantastical love movies from Fusang. Without a teacher, he had grasped the Five Dragons Embracing the Pillar technique so widely spoken of in the martial world, opening the door to a new world.

After that, he had never had this experience again.

Damn, it had only been three days, right? The vault was already full?

Not bad, not bad. That meant I was Raking in the Cash Daily.

Qin Ze tossed the boxer briefs onto the floor, patted his waist with satisfaction, and murmured, "Son, tell me—do you want to sleep in Zijing Mommy's room tonight, or Su Yu Mommy's room? Dad will definitely satisfy you."

After changing into sportswear, he sent Wang Zijing a message. A moment later, the sound of a door opening came from his sister's room.

Qin Ze saw