Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

That bastard's pretty good at playing games!

As Xing Lu breathed and her thoughts raced.

Inside the room, Mingzhen had already walked up to Song Yang:

"Sir, how can I help you?"

Song Yang looked up at Mingzhen in front of him, especially at her long legs, which looked even more slender in high heels.

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In this situation, I doubt any man could resist.

Song Yang was no exception; he stared straight at Mingzhen and slowly said:

"My needs are huge!"

"Okay, sir."

"I will do my best to help you solve the problem!"

"..."

for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took.

Xing Lu returned to another guest room and lay on the bed.

She ran back a few hours ago.

But even now, I'm still tossing and turning in bed.

It wasn't that she didn't want to sleep, but whenever she closed her eyes, the scene she saw before leaving would reappear in her mind.

.... ..... ....

It seems I can still hear that moment of mournful cry.

At that moment, Mingzhen was like a swan high in the sky, suddenly pierced by an arrow, bleeding profusely and crying out in agony.

"This is what it means to be broken..."

Xing Lu stared intently at the exquisite decorative lights on the ceiling, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

Suddenly, a thought arose in my mind:

"Will he come looking for me?"

Upon realizing this possibility, Xing Lu immediately jumped out of bed.

If Song Yang really comes, what should I do?

Xing Lu stayed up until dawn, filled with anxiety, but the thing she feared never happened.

Knowing that she couldn't stay awake any longer and fell into a deep sleep, Song Yang didn't appear.

And this time.

Song Yang and Ming Zhen stood on the deck, embracing each other.

On the boundless sea, the rising sun is slowly ascending.

The magnificent sunrise not only dyed the clear sky red.

The glow of the sunset enveloped Mingzhen's delicate face, which held a unique charm compared to yesterday, as she faced the sea.

"Zhenzhen, the sun is rising!"

The next second, Song Yang, who was standing behind him, suddenly spoke.

"Ah."

Mingzhen gave a soft snort.

Actually, she could tell even without Song Yang saying a word.

Chapter 282: Xing Lu: My mouth just itches!

Soon, it was noon.

Xing Lu was still sleeping in a cabin on the ship.

But seeing her brows furrowing and relaxing at different times, I wondered what she was dreaming about, and even her breathing was a little rapid.

"Don't be in there..."

The next second, a gasp of surprise rang out.

Xing Lu suddenly opened her eyes, which had been tightly closed just moments before, and her body, which had been tense throughout her sleep, instantly went limp.

"I can't believe it..."

Feeling the coldness on her legs, Xing Lu's expression was somewhat complicated.

"Why do I dream about that bastard so often!"

Xing Lu found it hard to accept; why would she dream about Song Yang out of the blue?

Not only that, but she was also tormented in her dreams.

No, thinking back on what happened yesterday, it doesn't seem like things were going well at all.

Subconsciously, Xing Lu pursed her lips.

My lips are a little dry, probably because I've lost too much moisture.

After patting "Four-Five-Seven's" head, which was still a little dazed, Xing Lu rolled off the bed.

To prevent Song Yang from discovering the problem, she reached out and pulled off the bed sheet that already needed to be changed.

Then, carrying the bed sheet, I went into the bathroom. After all, it wasn't just the bed sheet that needed changing, but also the underwear I was wearing.

After taking a shower and changing into dry clothes, Xing Lu came out of the room.

As she passed Mingzhen's room, she paused and stopped.

"I wonder how late they'll stop playing?"

"I guess they played all night."

Looking at the tightly closed door, Xing Lu thought to herself.

I think my guess is pretty accurate, after all, my best friend is a great beauty.

Although she was slightly less attractive than him, she was still enough to make a man fall deeply in love and unable to extricate himself.

Thinking of this, Xing Lu gave up the idea of ​​knocking on the door, walked out of the cabin along the corridor, and came to the outer deck.

To her surprise, Song Yang wasn't sleeping in his room; he was sitting there fishing with a rod.

"Good morning, Miss Xing."

Hearing footsteps behind him, Song Yang greeted them without turning his head.

Seeing that Song Yang knew it was her without even turning his head, Xing Lu was somewhat surprised:

"How do you know it was me?"

As they were talking, he had already walked over and sat down next to Song Yang.

That goes without saying; Mingzhen has been so exhausted that she can't even get up.

During their time together that night, Song Yang left Mingzhen no room for maneuver whatsoever.

Aside from the route that had already been explored, we explored the other two routes as well.

"you guess."

Song Yang glanced at Xing Lu and smiled slightly.

"Still guessing?"

Xing Lu said, somewhat speechless:

"Do you think I'm a child?"

That's what she said, but Xing Lu actually started guessing:

"Did you break my Zhenzhen?"

"You even know that!"

Song Yang remained noncommittal and asked:

"I hope no one is hiding outside peeping."

"I'm sick!"

Exposed by Song Yang, Xing Lu subconsciously defended herself:

"I even went to spy on you and my best friend doing it..."

Xing Lu paused halfway through her sentence, then asked suspiciously:

"You noticed me back then, didn't you?"

The door that wasn't closed was clearly something Song Yang did on purpose.

"Ah."

Song Yang nodded in agreement, then said in surprise:

"I didn't expect you to actually come."

"Miss Xing, do you have a strange voyeuristic tendency?"

You're the one who's a peeping tom!

Xing Lu was somewhat exasperated and looked at Song Yang, saying:

"I think you're the pervert."

"How can you do something like this without closing the door?"

"Of course, it's to satisfy your voyeuristic tendencies."

Song Yang said it as a matter of course.

"I told you I didn't!"

Xing Lu gritted her teeth, unable to contain her anger, and swung her small fist at Song Yang's shoulder.

Song Yang never took a woman's small fist seriously, especially since Xing Lu obviously hadn't used much force.

However, Song Yang still didn't let Xing Lu succeed. After putting down the fishing rod, he reached out and held her small hand.

Then, with a gentle pull, the other person was brought over.

"what..."

Caught off guard, Xing Lu let out a soft cry.

When she came to her senses, she found herself half-lying down in Song Yang's arms.

Meeting Song Yang's gaze looking down at her, Xing Lu felt a little nervous and struggled to say:

"What do you want to do?"

Song Yang didn't say anything, but under the blazing sun, he lowered his head and kissed her.

"Well..."

Xing Lu's eyes widened instantly.

She really didn't expect Song Yang to come back and do this.

Before you know it, two warm, moist lips have been taken over.

Gradually, Xing Lu closed her eyes.

Even the hands that had been patting Song Yang's back stopped, and unconsciously hugged him.

A few minutes later.

"There's fish!"