Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Song Yang nodded, turned around, and went into the room.

Qin Yumo, who had slipped into the room while Hu Yifei wasn't looking, had already crawled under the covers. Hearing the door open, she peeked out and saw Song Yang, instantly becoming furious.

"You bastard, Yifei almost found out!"

Knowing that Hu Yifei was outside, Qin Yumo kept her voice very low, not wanting to be discovered.

She now deeply regrets it; she shouldn't have come down last night, she must have been bewitched.

What she regretted most was that she simply couldn't bear the harm that Song Yang had caused her.

At first, Qin Yumo thought that after being hit repeatedly, she had a thorough understanding of Song Yang's damage output and felt that she could handle it with ease.

After all, there's a saying that goes, "A good woman can cost a man."

No matter how capable Song Yang is, he will eventually have to surrender and retreat.

At most, the road conditions will deteriorate, and more careful maintenance will be needed in the future.

Unexpectedly, Song Yang's Storm Greatsword transformed into the Infinity Blade, not only increasing its damage but also gaining a critical hit effect.

He even carried a Bloodthirster on his back, giving him far greater online endurance than ever before.

Even standing in the spring, they were defeated; both gates leading in and out of the spring were almost demolished.

"We haven't discovered it yet."

As Song Yang put on his clothes, he laughed and said:

"Besides, even if they find out, so what?"

“In Yifei’s eyes, I am a person with a fiancé.”

Seeing Song Yang changing clothes without any hesitation, Qin Yumo also made no attempt to hide it, and said quietly:

"If we get found out, what do you think she'll think of me?"

"I don't want Yifei to think I'm a shameless woman!"

"Or do you want to be my boyfriend?"

"..."

Song Yang fell silent.

"asshole!"

"Scumbag!"

Faced with Song Yang's silence, Qin Yumo was so angry she wanted to jump up and said coldly:

"This is the last time. Don't even think about touching me again!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Song Yang nodded repeatedly and said:

"Next time, try a different place."

"Keep dreaming!"

Qin Yumo, unaware of the deeper meaning in Song Yang's words, urged him to leave:

"Get dressed and go out quickly, don't disturb my sleep."

"Alright, you get some rest."

Song Yang didn't mind Qin Yumo occupying his room, and left after speaking.

After kicking the room's occupant out, Qin Yumo bit her lip and sat up, glancing down at her own condition, gasping for breath.

The road conditions are really bad now; it's no longer passable and needs a period of maintenance and repair.

"That bastard doesn't seem to have..."

Suddenly remembering something, Qin Yumo's expression changed drastically.

But I vaguely remember Song Yang telling me not to worry and that I could accept them all.

Judging from Song Yang's attitude just now, Qin Yumo felt that the other party would not lie to her.

Otherwise, if there's any hidden meaning, it can't be explained in just a few words.

But for a moment, Qin Yumo couldn't understand why Song Yang was so certain that nothing would happen.

Such a large quantity, and always at such a close distance.

Is there something wrong with it?

After much thought, Qin Yumo came up with a fairly reasonable guess.

But he doesn't look sick.

It rammed into something like a bull—no, using "bull" isn't quite the right word.

There's an old saying that goes, "There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that's been over-plowed."

As for this cow, judging from the results, one plot of land is still not enough.

Should we send him to the hospital for a checkup? If he really has some kind of illness, he should get treatment as soon as possible.

In Qin Yumo's mind, although the relationship between the two was somewhat complicated, what if they became a couple someday?

She's not just a childless person; this is a very serious issue.

As Qin Yumo drifted off to sleep, lost in thought, Song Yang, who had just come out of the room, was getting some water.

Sitting in the living room, Hu Yifei looked at Song Yang standing by the refrigerator and couldn't help but remind him:

"Song Yang, I think you should find a girlfriend as soon as possible."

"what?"

Song Yang was puzzled.

"You were in the bathroom alone just now..."

Hu Yifei's gaze was meaningful as she continued:

"This can't go on forever."

"With your looks and qualifications, finding a girlfriend shouldn't be difficult. Why bother finding one yourself?"

"Forehead..."

Song Yang was speechless, realizing that Hu Yifei had misunderstood.

She didn't know there was another person inside, so she mistakenly thought she was hiding in the bathroom driving a car.

Song Yang wouldn't explain. After finishing his water, he walked over to the sofa next to Hu Yifei, sat down, and smiled:

"Sister Yifei, you know quite a lot."

"That is."

Hu Yifei didn't take it seriously and said:

"I raised my younger brother by feeding him and changing his diapers."

"Boys your age are all pretty much the same."

Perhaps in her eyes, Song Yang was not seen as a peer like Lu Ziqiao, but rather as a younger brother or junior like Lu Zhanbo.

Song Yang disagreed with Hu Yifei's statement:

"Sister Yifei, I'm not some little boy."

"..."

Hu Yifei's eyes flickered slightly, then she leaned forward slightly and said in a dangerous tone:

"Song Yang, are you flirting with me?"

"Injustice!"

Song Yang shouted loudly, "I am innocent!"

"How could I dare to flirt with Teacher Hu?"

"Still call me Teacher Hu."

Hu Yifei glared at her and warned:

"I haven't given you more than a few lessons in total."

"If you keep yelling like that, watch out for my Flash Bomb."

The words "flick and flash" came out of her mouth, and Hu Yifei suddenly froze.

My own quick reflexes caused me to suffer a significant loss yesterday against the other side.

Even now, I can still feel a faint, tingling sensation.

Hu Yifei was unaware that this was an activation of cell vitality, but it could only last for a day.

The effects of one or two days won't bring any obvious changes. To improve the depth of your cleavage, it will take at least a week to see any changes.

Thinking about the huge loss she had suffered, Hu Yifei's eyes became increasingly dangerous.

I can't let this grudge go unresolved!

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Dragon Claw Hand is no pushover!

"My Dragon Claw Hand is no joke either."

Song Yang was not at a disadvantage and even added in his mind, "My Dragon Claw Hand is for eating meat."

I've been waiting for you to say that!

Hu Yifei's fighting spirit soared, and she immediately extended an invitation:

"is it?"

"Since we have some free time now, why don't we find a place to have another match?"

"Sister Yifei, I think we should forget about it."

Song Yang did not agree, and said helplessly:

"I haven't eaten lunch yet."

With her fighting spirit ignited, the competitive Hu Yifei didn't care that Song Yang was still hungry, nor did she know how much energy the latter had expended before she arrived.

Without saying a word, he pulled Song Yang out the door.

No matter how much he tried to reason with her, he couldn't get through to her, so Song Yang had no choice but to follow her to a gym next to the apartment.

This is where Hu Yifei often goes to work out. It has all kinds of fitness equipment and private rooms for personal trainers to give lessons to their clients. As for what kind of lessons they give and how they are taught, that's up to individual interpretation.

It's noon now, and the public area is deserted. Apart from the instructors, there are hardly any people working out.

The reason I say "basic" is because there are also separate rooms, and it's uncertain whether there are private trainers in those rooms giving individual lessons to their students.

"Yifei, why are you here at this hour?"

As soon as Hu Yifei arrived, a pretty female coach, wearing a short vest and tight pants that showed off her figure, walked over.

The coach first greeted Hu Yifei, then his eyes lit up as he looked at Song Yang:

"Hey handsome, are you here to work out too?"

"If you want a private coach, you can contact me, and I'll give you a discount."

Often, the gym becomes a hunting ground for romance.

Male instructors prey on female students, and some even become gigolos with wealthy women.

The female instructors are no exception, but most of the men who come to the gym are ugly and unattractive. Some are quite wealthy, but seeing too many of them is unappetizing.

Now that I see a top-tier handsome guy like Song Yang, I naturally want to try something different.

With that face alone, let alone a discount, I bet many people would be willing to pay her to have it for free.

Because it was summer, Song Yang wasn't wearing much; he wore a white short-sleeved shirt on top and a pair of casual shorts on the bottom.

The muscle definition visible through the white short-sleeved shirt is, from a professional perspective, almost perfect.