Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Wang Manni shook her head and said with a smile:

"I should apologize to you."

"it's okay no problem."

Zhong Xiaoqin waved her hand and then said:

"Manny, give me the key."

"I need to go return the key to them later."

"I'd better go."

Wang Manni's eyes flashed, and she said:

“I know him, I can go.”

It wasn't just acquaintance; we were so familiar with each other that they knew every possible path.

"this..."

Zhong Xiaoqin hesitated.

Seeing how proactive Wang Manni was, Gu Jia could tell that she was just trying to take the opportunity to get to know her.

Just then, Gu Jia, who also had this thought, immediately said:

"Manny, Xiaoqin, let's go up together later."

"I'll make a small cake when I get home and send it up with me."

"I'll go visit this neighbor, and you can also apologize to him while you're at it."

"How about it?"

One lives on the 12th floor and the other lives on the 20th floor. Can they be considered neighbors?

However, Gu Jia's thoughts are not the same as Wang Manni's.

She simply wanted to make connections and see if it could bring benefits to her husband's company.

Hearing Gu Jia's suggestion, Zhong Xiaoqin nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, okay, Gu Jia, you're so thoughtful..."

Wang Manni moved her lips, thought about it, and then nodded, saying:

"Then let's do it this way, we'll go up together in a bit."

Just as the three women decided to visit Song Yang together.

Meanwhile, Song Yang, the person involved, had already taken Su Yunjin to the 20th floor of the building.

As a reward from the system, this large apartment is undoubtedly the kind you can move into immediately.

Furniture and appliances are all available, and they are all top-of-the-line models.

However, the decoration is not so magnificent, but rather quite simple, but it can still be considered understated luxury.

Looking at the room before her, Su Yunjin, whose family was of modest means, said somewhat reservedly:

"Brother Song Yang, is this where you live?"

"No."

Song Yang shook his head, held the somewhat sensitive Su Yunjin in his arms, and smiled:

"This is where we'll live together from now on."

"Yunjin, you don't need to feel guilty."

"I am very clear that the feelings between us are completely untainted by anything else."

"Brother Song Yang..."

Feeling the sense of security that Song Yang brought, Su Yunjin's eyes were filled with affection.

The sense of inferiority that had arisen in her heart due to the vast gap between her and Song Yang gradually dissipated.

But the girl's thoughts still made her a little hesitant. She looked up at Song Yang, her cherry lips parted slightly, and said:

"Brother Song Yang, will we always be together?" 5.3

"Will do!"

Song Yang replied very seriously:

We will be together forever!

"Brother Song Yang, you said it yourself!"

Sensing Song Yang's sincerity, Su Yunjin smiled, then feigned a fierce expression and said:

"If you dare to lie to me, I'll..."

I'll bite you to death!

"Okay."

Understanding the girl's thoughts, Song Yang smiled and nodded:

"You can bite me to death however you want."

"Now is the perfect time to start biting."

In the past, Su Yunjin definitely wouldn't have understood.

However, after Song Yang's several in-depth instructions, Su Yunjin's pretty face immediately turned red.

Then, with a shy look in her eyes, she rolled her eyes at Song Yang and said coquettishly:

"Brother Song Yang, you're so naughty!"

"...".

Chapter 203: Su Yunjin: You always...

He sat on the sofa in the living room, gently stroking Su Yunjin's soft, flowing hair.

Seeing the other person engrossed in their work, Song Yang felt a pang of regret; things had gotten a bit rusty.

That's normal; if you don't do many things often, you'll regress.

After all, practice makes perfect.

Just like the story of the oil seller.

Am I not an excellent archer? There's no other reason than practice makes perfect!

Therefore, only by doing it frequently can one become proficient at it.

Clearly, Su Yunjin does not yet possess such qualifications.

However, Song Yang was not dissatisfied; on the contrary, he enjoyed the process of gradually becoming more proficient.

This is just like in martial arts novels, where the master teaches the disciple martial arts skills.

Seeing his disciples hone their martial arts skills to an increasingly superb level under his guidance would surely bring him great comfort.

Because he had plenty of time, Song Yang was not in a hurry to start new developments now.

Instead, they used their old way of getting along and spent more than an hour being affectionate with each other.

After Su Yunjin reviewed the previous knowledge points in a simple and easy-to-understand way, we temporarily stopped.

Since 02 is the time, it is already noon.

After all, people need food to survive; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal.

No matter what we're going to do next, we can't miss eating.

Besides, you need to be well-fed and watered before you have the energy to work.

This is certainly not referring to Song Yang. Even though he has been working non-stop for the past two days, he still maintains plenty of energy.

Whether I eat or not, I'll only feel a little hungry, but it won't have a big impact.

But Su Yunjin is different. As a delicate girl, she needs to replenish her energy to cope with the situation.

Besides, they just came from a closed-off school.

It's a bit unreasonable to not take them out for a nice meal and just focus on satisfying one's own desires.

However, when taking a shower in the bathroom, one might want to get thoroughly clean.

I lingered inside for quite a while before finally coming out of the bathroom.

Perhaps because it had been washed for too long, with hot water continuously pouring over it.

The rosy glow that covered Su Yunjin's snow-white skin made her look as if she were surrounded by a halo.

And so, Su Yunjin was carried to the living room by Song Yang.

Girls are always clingy at times like this, even when they're resting they want to squeeze onto the same sofa.

In fact, Song Yang was still in good condition, full of energy, and easily able to be positive, but Su Yunjin was not.

Speaking of the pleasures of a young girl, there are a thousand wonderful things to experience; she is delicate and frail, and her beauty is boundless.

However, compared to mature women, women like Wang Manni, who are already thirty years old, are still a bit vulnerable to setbacks.

Sometimes, if I use even a little too much force, I start to cry.

Of course, in this situation, tears don't fall because of discomfort; rather, it's precisely because of extreme comfort that one can't help but shed tears.

A few minutes later, Su Yunjin regained her senses.

She was sitting on Song Yang's lap, nestled in his arms.

She suddenly sat up straight, touched her flat, smooth stomach with some concern, and then looked at Song Yang, saying worriedly:

"Brother Song Yang, you're always like this, and you won't let me take my medicine."

"What if I get pregnant?"

"Then give birth."

Song Yang said with a smile.

With the desert shade around him, Song Yang wasn't worried at all about any unexpected events happening after he finished making the cream puffs.

But this is something that cannot be said outright, nor can it be explained clearly.

Su Yunjin blushed even more upon hearing Song Yang's answer.

The image of herself, Song Yang, and their family of three subconsciously appeared in her mind, and a longing involuntarily showed in her eyes.

"Brother Song Yang..."

Su Yunjin hesitated for a while before shyly speaking:

"But I'm still in school."

"It's okay, I'll take care of you."

Song Yang smiled.

"I don't want it."

Su Yunjin shook her head and said firmly:

"I still want to go to university."

"That way I can help you in the future, Brother Song Yang."

"That's simple."

Seeing Su Yunjin like this, Song Yang continued to tease her:

"You can take a year off from school, have the baby, and then continue your studies."

"How about that?"

Su Yunjin was taken aback by his words, then playfully punched Song Yang's chest with her small fist, and said coquettishly:

"I already had children back then, how could I go to school?"