Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

The guilt she felt for taking leave from her boyfriend to see other men made her want to turn back and confess everything to Chen Xun.

But Fang Hui wasn't sure if Chen Xun would still love her as before if she told him the truth about her relationship with Song Yang.

The thought of breaking up with Chen Xun instantly cooled her impulsiveness.

Fang Hui didn't intend to answer Chen Xun's call.

Aside from not being a skilled driver, he didn't know what to say to Chen Xun.

2 p.m.

A flight from London landed at Beijing Airport.

Holding Song Yang's arm intimately as they disembarked from the plane, Yang Zixi warmly invited him:

"Would you like to come to my place to rest for a bit?"

"no need."

Song Yang shook his head and declined Yang Zixi's invitation, then continued:

"I arranged for someone to pick me up."

"I'm leaving now. Let's meet up sometime later."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled his arm away from Yang Zixi's cleavage, then waved and turned to walk out.

Watching Song Yang's departing figure, Yang Zixi could not hide her disappointment.

It wasn't because she couldn't extract more from Song Yang, but because she genuinely wanted to spend more time with him.

Remembering that Song Yang had arranged for someone else to pick her up at the airport, Yang Zixi hesitated for a moment, then quietly followed him.

She knew that the person Song Yang was talking about was definitely a woman, but she was curious and wanted to see what kind of woman she was.

On the other side. 3

As soon as he stepped out of the airport, Song Yang dialed Fang Hui's number:

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"I've gotten off the plane, where are you?"

After a while, Fang Hui's voice came through the phone:

"I'm in the parking lot."

"Okay, I'll head over now."

Upon hearing Fang Hui's reply, Song Yang smiled, then hung up the phone and walked towards the parking lot.

Soon, Song Yang found Fang Hui in the parking lot.

At the same time, Yang Zixi, who was following Song Yang from a distance, also saw it.

To her surprise, the person who came to pick up Song Yang was such a young girl.

Judging from the youthful and charming aura that he exudes, which he can't hide, he's probably just a college student at most.

Could this be his real girlfriend?

Thinking about Song Yang's age, Yang Zixi secretly made a guess.

Given that Song Yang is only 22 years old, it's perfectly normal for him to have a girlfriend who is still in college.

... ... ...

However, being Song Yang's girlfriend is also pitiful; she has no idea how many times she'll be cuckolded.

Just as Yang Zixi was secretly filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Song Yang, who had already walked up to Fang Hui, greeted her with a smile:

"long time no see!"

"... "

Fang Hui remained silent for the first time.

Then he tossed the car keys to Song Yang and said firmly:

Here's your car back, drive it home yourself.

"And also, don't even think about getting me to do it with you again..."

Although she had already experienced it, Fang Hui still couldn't bring herself to say it directly, and could only keep the last word stuck in her throat.

"doing what?"

Song Yang raised an eyebrow and asked jokingly.

"You know."

Fang Hui glared at Song Yang, then turned and left.

"and many more."

Song Yang called out to Fang Hui, who was about to leave.

Hearing Song Yang's voice behind her, Fang Hui initially didn't want to pay attention, but considering the slight affection between them, she turned around and said coldly:

"What else?"

"Since you're already here, at least take me to the hotel."

As Song Yang spoke, he tossed the car keys to Fang Hui and added:

“I came back from abroad, after a flight of more than ten hours, but I came to Beijing specifically to see you and brought you a gift.”

"What if I have an accident because I'm driving while fatigued..."

"Stop talking!"

Fang Hui interrupted Song Yang, saying coldly:

"I'll take you!"

"From now on, treat Xiao Jin well!"

"Don't do anything to hurt her again!"

Chapter 162: Song Yang: I won't touch a single hair on his head!

Yang Zixi watched Song Yang and the other man get into the car and leave, then she also pulled her suitcase and left, preparing to go home and get some rest.

Once you've rested enough, you can go around and see where you'd be best to open your flower shop.

With the one million left to him by Song Yang, his lifelong dream could finally come true.

Yang Zixi was deeply grateful to Song Yang for helping her realize her dream.

After all, the two had known each other for less than a month.

Besides the million-dollar cash check, the clothes and jewelry he bought from Song Yang were worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

For a materialistic woman, such a man is simply her dream lover.

He's rich and generous.

More importantly, this wealthy man is not an old man in his fifties or sixties.

Instead, he was a young man named "San Siqi," who was just over twenty years old, strong, energetic, and a prime example of someone who was young and rich.

Not only can it satisfy one's needs in life, but it can also solve physiological problems perfectly, leaving no room for compromise.

It's just a pity that such an outstanding man in every way doesn't belong to her.

Ugh

Thinking of this, Yang Zixi couldn't help but sigh softly.

But then I thought about it again, and realized I didn't have the ability to hold onto a man like that.

Even in meeting the needs of others, based on my experience in London, I couldn't do it all by myself.

Maintaining the status quo and providing Song Yang with some emotional support when necessary is already quite good.

"Xiao Xi".

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

Yang Zixi stiffened, turned around to look at the person who had just arrived—her boyfriend in name only, Wu Di—and said expressionlessly:

"How did you come?"

Wu Di quickly walked up to Yang Zixi, his face full of obsequiousness, and said:

"I'll come pick you up."

"Xiao Xi, I think you're even more beautiful than before!"

Hearing Wu Di's praise, Yang Zixi remained completely unmoved.

you do not say.

Do you know how comfortable I've been these past few days abroad?

Eat well, drink well, and sleep even better!

Every day, there's always a thrilling battle, until we're completely exhausted and drenched in sweat.

Like a delicate flower, when exposed to the scorching sun and nourished by abundant rain, it naturally blooms even more beautifully.

Even now, the blooming petals are still slightly open, and it's likely they will remain so for the rest of the time.

"Oh."

Pulling her thoughts back, Yang Zixi gave a faint reply.

Seeing the other person reach out to take her hand, she immediately took a step back to avoid it and continued:

"Wu Di, let's break up."

After spending a night with Song Yang last time, Yang Zixi had the idea of ​​breaking up with Wu Di.

However, in order to satisfy some of Song Yang's strange quirks and make Wu Di a part of it, he didn't get rid of him.

Now that we know Song Yang doesn't have this quirk, there's naturally no need to keep him around.

Compared to being Wu Di's girlfriend, being with Song Yang is more fulfilling, even if it's just being a lover who's always at her beck and call.

"what?!"

Upon hearing that Yang Zixi wanted to break up with him, Wu Di's eyes instantly reddened, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"Xiao Xi, what did you say?"

"I've made it very clear."

Yang Zixi didn't want to repeat herself a second time, nor did she want to have any further interaction with Wu Di. She said indifferently:

"I will ask Lin Xia to pay you back the 20,000 yuan I borrowed from you last time."

"Let's not contact each other anymore."

"I'm afraid..."

As she was saying "Xi," Yang Zixi suddenly stopped. She had originally wanted to say that she was afraid Song Yang would misunderstand, but then she felt there was no need to.

After saying those two sentences, he turned around, hailed a taxi, and left without any hesitation.

Perhaps she still harbored some feelings for Wu Di before, but after Song Yang crossed various lines, those feelings were completely destroyed.

"Xiao Xi..."

Wu Di watched Yang Zixi drive away in her car, and without thinking, he took off after her.

He ran desperately, tears streaming down his face, shouting with heart-wrenching anguish:

"Xiao Xi, don't go!"

"Xiao Xi, how can I live without you!"

The taxi driver, glancing at the pure-hearted warrior chasing after him in the rearview mirror, felt a pang of pity and said:

"Miss, would you like to...?"