Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

"Let's go."

Once everyone was present, Song Yang called out:

Let's go grab a bite to eat.

"Then we'll wander around and find a place to have a few drinks later."

As he spoke, he walked to Wang Manni's side, naturally put his arm around her, and headed towards the door.

Wang Manni showed no resistance to Song Yang's intimate gestures; instead, she moved even closer.

Even though she knew that this man had just been with other women, her advantage of being young and wealthy allowed her to temporarily forget about it.

To reiterate, for Wang Manni, after sacrificing so much cost and effort, she couldn't just leave empty-handed.

Even though she's always full, what she really wants is for her wallet to be full, not just her body.

Afterwards, the group left the hotel and found a restaurant to have a feast.

To be honest, even with Song Yang's physique, he was a little hungry.

As the saying goes, "Man is made of iron, and food is made of steel; if you miss a meal, you'll be starving."

I didn't eat anything except for a little something on the plane.

Compared to the energy and physical strength expended during this period, the energy provided by the food eaten on the plane is negligible.

Because they had lingered with Yang Zixi for several hours, it was almost 11 o'clock by the time Song Yang and the others finished eating.

After finishing their meal, Song Yang didn't immediately go looking for a place to drink. Instead, the four of them took a stroll along the Thames.

This river is to Britain what the Yellow River is to the East, both being called the "Mother River" of the 333.

With Zhao Mosheng, a professional photographer, taking photos is an essential part of the job.

Song Yang wasn't particularly enthusiastic about taking photos. Even when he was taking wedding photos for Zhao Mosheng, it was just to teach her a lesson. He never intended to take photos or videos as a keepsake.

As for Mr. Song and such, Song Yang said he didn't understand, but he knew it was illegal and couldn't be done.

So when we were in Shanghai, I returned the camera to Zhao Mosheng. I didn't make any backups of those photos that were meant to be kept private.

After all, in Song Yang's opinion, if he was really interested and wanted to see it again, he could just have Zhao Mosheng wear it; keeping photos wasn't very meaningful.

However, this kind of thing probably won't happen a second time.

Even if there were, the one wearing the wedding dress wouldn't be Zhao Mosheng; it would be someone else.

But for women, traveling has a completely different meaning.

Especially for Wang Manni, who was traveling abroad for the first time, she couldn't wait to take a few photos wherever she went so she could show them off to her colleagues when she got back.

Not content with taking photos himself, he would occasionally drag Song Yang along:

"Song Yang, let's take some pictures."

Holding onto Song Yang's arm, Wang Manni used her unique feminine charm.

With the exception of certain aspects, Song Yang, who is always easy to talk to, would naturally not refuse such a request.

Chapter 147: Song Yang: How deep is Miss Xiao's knowledge?

The group of four strolled along Mother England's Street, taking photos as they went, and the atmosphere seemed quite pleasant.

Even Zhao Mosheng, who had no choice but to come to London with Song Yang, felt her gloom lessen considerably amidst the laughter and joy.

However, she soon found herself in another awkward situation.

Before we knew it, it was almost midnight.

"Click..."

With a click of the shutter, a photo of Song Yang and Xiao Xiao was taken by Zhao Mosheng, a professional photographer.

Having fulfilled Xiao Xiao's request to take a photo with him, Song Yang then invited her to join him:

"Miss Xiao, it's still early. How about we find a place to have a few drinks?"

Faced with Song Yang's invitation, Xiao Xiao's eyes flickered; she knew all too well what the man beside her was thinking of her.

After all, they hadn't really hidden it; they were practically telling themselves it outright.

However, even though Xiao Xiao was fully aware of Song Yang's feelings, she did not intend to refuse him.

Leaning close to Song Yang's ear, Xiao Xiao whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Trying to get me drunk?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yang raised an eyebrow and said frankly:

"It all depends on whether Miss Xiao will give us that opportunity."

"Okay."

Xiao Xiao smiled confidently and said provocatively:

"Don't crawl under the table before I'm even drunk."

Xiao Xiao was quite confident in her alcohol tolerance.

So agreeing to it wasn't really a deliberate attempt to give Song Yang a chance.

Instead, she intended to tease this handsome guy who had gone to such lengths, hoping to disappoint Song Yang.

So when he noticed the look Zhao Mosheng, his best friend, was giving him, and the look that told him not to agree, he didn't take it to heart.

However, Xiao Xiao didn't know that her alcohol tolerance might actually be quite good.

However, facing Song Yang, who possesses the passive skill of being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, her plans were destined to fail.

Not only that, but they also have to pay the necessary price for their naiveté.

From the fleeting hint of amusement in Xiao Xiao's eyes, Song Yang could guess some of her thoughts.

This long-legged model is probably too confident in her alcohol tolerance to dare to make such a boastful statement.

There's a saying that ignorance is bliss, and that perfectly describes someone like Xiao Xiao right now.

"Alright, then I'll have to see what Miss Xiao's true strength is all about today!"

Seeing that Xiao Xiao had agreed, Song Yang nodded, then turned his gaze to Zhao Mosheng and asked with a smile:

"If Miss Zhao has other plans, please go ahead and attend to your own business."

"We're friends now, Miss Xiao, I'll make sure you're well taken care of."

"..."

Upon hearing Song Yang's words, Zhao Mosheng subconsciously tightened her grip on the camera in her hand, the veins on the back of her hand clearly visible.

He couldn't help but secretly grumble to himself.

Are you asking me to help entertain them?

I'm afraid they'll end up like me in no time.

What was it called again?

Having already gone further and further down the path of betraying He Yichen, and with a partner like Wang Manni, Zhao Mosheng really didn't want to see her best friend Xiao Xiao get involved in this mess.

But now that Xiao Xiao has agreed, how could she possibly let her best friend spend time alone with Song Yang, who is full of bad intentions?

"No need, let's go together."

Zhao Mosheng shook her head, deciding to stay and protect her best friend.

In her view, even if she angered Song Yang, she would be taught a lesson by him in various ways afterward.

It's better than that guy's bad intentions falling into Xiao Xiao's body.

That guy is full of bad ideas, but with me and Wang Manni, no, and Yang Zixi who came later, that's enough!

After all, in Zhao Mosheng's view, she had no secrets from Song Yang, who understood her far better than He Yichen, and was completely transparent to her.

Of course, this is just my opinion.

There are some things that require back channels, but she hasn't experienced them yet.

Seeing that Zhao Mosheng wouldn't listen to advice and insisted on staying, Song Yang could easily see through her intentions. He had clearly seen the look she gave Xiao Xiao just now, but he hadn't paid much attention to it.

Since they're unwilling to help others achieve their goals, then they'll have to take everything in one fell swoop.

Having made up his mind, Song Yang gave Zhao Mosheng a deep look, then looked at Wang Manni, who was clearly preparing to go drinking with him, and said:

"Manny, you don't need to come along."

"Xiao Xi is still at the hotel, you should go back and keep her company."

"I…"

Wang Manni moved her lips, but hesitated to speak.

After a long while, he finally nodded in agreement:

"Well, I'll go back first then."

"Mo Sheng, have fun."

Wang Manni emphasized the name "Mo Sheng".

She also vaguely sensed that Zhao Mosheng was likely to suffer a severe blow.

After the hotel arranged a car to pick up Wang Manni and take her back to the hotel, Song Yang, along with Zhao Mosheng and her best friend, took the three of them to a bar located by the river.

Although they are all bars, the atmosphere of bars abroad is obviously more open compared to those in China. On the high platform in the center of the dance floor, a blonde woman dressed in a few shreds is swaying to the music.

While Song Yang went to find someone to book a private room, Zhao Mosheng was making a final effort, advising Xiao Xiao:

“Xiao Xiao, let’s go back quickly.”

"Don't worry, Mo Sheng."

Xiao Xiao didn't take it to heart, knowing what her best friend was worried about. She glanced in the direction Song Yang had left and smiled.

"You really think I'm giving Song Yang a chance?"

"You know my drinking capacity. Just watch how I get this handsome guy completely drunk today. (Okay, okay)"

"It's hard to say who will give whom a chance at that time."

If she hadn't already known that Song Yang was too much of a player and already had more than one woman by his side, she might have had some thoughts about him.

Putting everything else aside, Song Yang's handsomeness alone is enough to make anyone envious and even stir up romantic feelings.

This is exactly the same as what men think when they see a beautiful woman.

But given the current situation, I definitely won't get involved anymore, otherwise I'd seem too cheap, since I don't lack men.

Moreover, London, in this particular bar, is full of handsome, well-built white men.

Xiao Xiao didn't have any foreign worship mentality; she just felt that if she really had physical needs, she could take care of them anytime.

Three-legged toads are hard to find, but three-legged men are everywhere; you can just beckon them with a flick of your finger and they'll lick your boots.

Chapter 148: Sisters united, their strength can break through any obstacle!

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Hearing Xiao Xiao's confident tone, as if she had everything under control and was just waiting for Song Yang to fall into her trap, Zhao Mosheng felt a little relieved.

Thinking about how my best friend can drink a whole table of people under the table, maybe my worries are unnecessary. Maybe I can take a break today.

wrong.

A hint of ill will towards Song Yang rose in Zhao Mosheng's mind.

If Song Yang drinks too much and ends up in the hospital, then the area of ​​her husband's private grassland can temporarily stop growing.

It's impossible for someone to be hospitalized and still feel sexually aroused.

With Xiao Xiao's drinking capacity as a foundation, plus his own support, he could also drink quite a bit. He didn't believe Song Yang could withstand it.

If it were any other competition, given my previous experience working with Wang Manni, even if my partner were Xiao Xiao, and even if my best friend had a pair of breathtakingly long legs, the final result would not be any different.

After all, he himself possessed a pair of unparalleled deadly weapons!