Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Song Yang smiled, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Su Yunjin's face, and said:

"I just went to cook. You must be starving."

"Now that you're awake, get up and eat."

"it is good."

Su Yunjin nodded and said coquettishly:

"Brother Song Yang, carry me."

After a meal together, they were inseparable.

With most of the night still to go, Song Yang began tutoring Su Yunjin, helping her to absorb knowledge she hadn't yet encountered.

Especially in mathematics, Su Yunjin was clearly a bit slow, and her logical thinking ability was somewhat lacking.

When asked how many round trips she made in one go, she couldn't answer. She would just blush and act cute, blinking her big, watery eyes.

But Song Yang wouldn't listen to that; his heart was harder than steel, and he whipped Song Yang hard as punishment.

The learning process is both long and short, and it cannot be accomplished overnight.

Even though Su Yunjin still yearned for knowledge, her capacity was limited, and her mental energy needed time to recover, so she gave up after attending only two classes.

It was already the second day.

The two got up early to tidy up the house and erase all traces of having brought people to their home.

As they were about to part, Su Yunjin's eyes were filled with reluctance:

"Brother Song Yang, I don't want you to leave."

If possible, she would love to be with Song Yang forever, inseparable.

But it's also clear that this is impossible; the current conditions simply don't allow it.

"Yunjin, once you come to Shanghai to study, we can see each other more often."

Song Yang looked down at the girl who was clinging to him, unwilling to let go. No, that's no longer the case.

After a night of intensive study, Su Yunjin was still youthful and energetic, but her brows now held a touch of alluring charm that was not typical of a young girl.

"Uh-huh."

Su Yunjin nodded repeatedly, excitedly saying:

"Brother Song Yang, you have to come visit me often then."

"it is good."

Song Yang nodded in agreement.

It's actually quite clear that this usually only takes place on the weekend.

Watching Song Yang drive away until he disappeared from sight, Su Yunjin prepared to go home.

Just then, a slightly teasing voice came from behind:

"Wow, Su Yunjin, I didn't know you secretly had a boyfriend too!"

"ah.."

Upon hearing this, Su Yunjin panicked and quickly turned around, surprised, and said:

"Fang Hui!".

Chapter Thirty-One: Hu Yifei is a little dehydrated!

Love Apartment.

"what..."

A piercing scream shattered the tranquility of the night.

Even Qin Yumo, who was practicing her soft chanting, was startled and trembled, lowering her voice as she said:

"What's going on outside?"

Song Yang, who had been accompanying her during practice, finished up the last bit of work last night, signaling her to relax, and stood up, saying:

"I'll go out and see."

"Uh-huh."

Qin Yumo nodded and shrank back into the blankets.

Hu Yifei's voice could already be heard outside. If she were to leave Song Yang's room at this moment, even a thousand mouths wouldn't be able to explain herself, let alone the fact that she only had two mouths, which were already out of order.

As Song Yang came out of the room, he saw Hu Yifei walking towards the next room and called out to her:

"Sister Yifei,"

"Ok?"

Hu Yifei turned around, looked at Song Yang coming out of the room, and said angrily:

"You were woken up by those jerks next door too?"

"Come on, let's see how I teach them a lesson. Why aren't they sleeping properly at night? What are they yelling about!"

The two walked to the door of 3602 and listened to the commotion inside, along with the faint sounds of rats. They immediately knew what was going on.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, quickly go and ask Yifei to come to the rescue!"

"My legs are weak, I can't walk!"

"Zhang Wei, you go!"

"I'm too weak to go!"

"..."

Listening to the sounds inside, Hu Yifei was both annoyed and amused. Four grown men, their legs went weak from being scared by a little mouse. They really didn't act like men at all.

Because she was in a hurry to leave, she didn't bring the spare key for room 3602, so Hu Yifei could only raise her hand and knock on the door:

"Open the door!"

Upon hearing Hu Yifei's voice, the noise inside abruptly ceased, followed by gasps of relief, and then a flurry of activity as people scrambled to open the door.

"Yifei, help!"

Zeng Xiaoxian opened the door, and seeing Hu Yifei was like seeing a savior.

"Get out of the way!"

Hu Yifei pushed Zeng Xiaoxian away in annoyance and quickly went into the house with Song Yang to prevent the rat from escaping.

Seeing Lu Ziqiao and Zhang Wei hugging each other on the sofa, Song Yang found it amusing. As for Guan Gu Shenqi, he was lying on the ground touching his head, looking like he had been hit quite hard.

"You guys are a bunch of useless trash!"

Hu Yifei couldn't stand it any longer. After scolding him, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to crush the mouse with her bare hands.

But Song Yang stopped the other party:

"Sister Yifei, let me do it."

In his opinion, Hu Yifei's delicate hands, comparable to those of a hand model, were more suitable for grasping things than for catching mice.

"You come?"

"Song Yang, don't be reckless!"

Are you sure you can do it?

Three voices of doubt arose simultaneously.

Faced with the three people's questions, Song Yang smiled nonchalantly and took out a coin from his pocket.

"A knight never dies with bare hands!"

The function was activated, and what was originally an ordinary coin was instantly transformed into a Noble Phantasm.

If Lancelot knew that the Noble Phantasm he could use to chase down Gilgamesh was being used to kill rats, he'd probably be so angry that he wouldn't need to use magic to summon it and would descend upon this world himself.

Meanwhile, the rats that had caused such chaos in apartment 3602 were still running around everywhere, seemingly emboldened by the people in the suite, giving them the illusion that humans were nothing special.

"boom.."

Song Yang flicked his finger.

The coin shot out from his hand, pinning the rat, which had already racked up three kills, to the floor.

Zeng Xiaoxian: "Holy crap!"

Zhang Wei: "Little Li Flying Dagger?!"

Lu Ziqiao: "No, it's flying coins!"

Guan Gu Shenqi, who had already gotten up from the ground, exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Song Yang's move:

"Electromagnetic gun!"

Hu Yifei also turned her head and said in surprise:

"I didn't expect you to have this skill."

"Not worth mentioning."

Song Yang appeared completely unfazed.

While the skill that prevents knights from dying unarmed is powerful, it's actually used very rarely.

After all, it's not like Fuyuki City, where gas leaks happen every night but the city remains peaceful despite nuclear tests.

As for using his magic weapon while wielding it before entering the canyon to fight, Song Yang had tried it.

At that moment, if he wanted to, he could chisel through not only walls but even steel. Of course, he didn't have that kind of hobby, but he did develop some things to add to the fun.

For example, temperature can be controlled, and the difference between ice and fire is just a thought away.

These tests were all conducted with Qin Yumo's cooperation; one can only say she's incredibly resilient.

Of course, this is also a gradual process, allowing her to become more and more resilient.

I wonder how long Hu Yifei, a martial arts practitioner, can endure—no, how many rounds she can withstand.

Having solved the rat problem, Hu Yifei, still seething with anger even though she hadn't actually done anything, pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian and the other two:

"A bunch of grown men, scared like this by a rat, what a bunch of cowards!"

Faced with Hu Yifei, who was clearly angry, Zeng Xiaoxian and the others were meek and dared not utter a word, for fear that if they made a sound, they would become Hu Yifei's punching bag and be severely punished.

Since apartment 3601 was full, there was no question of hiring a roommate, but Hu Yifei didn't give up:

“I will come up with a management plan tomorrow. Otherwise, if you continue like this, it will soon be unclear whether our apartment is for living people or for rats.”

"You can clean up yourselves."

"Song Yang and I are going back to sleep first."

"you?"

Lu Ziqiao, true to form, seized upon the key phrase and said with a sly grin:

"Shall we go back to sleep together?"

Although he knew that Lu Ziqiao was playing a prank, Zeng Xiaoxian's expression still changed slightly.

As for Hu Yifei, one of the parties involved, she turned around, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Lu Ziqiao, I think you're itching for a fight!"

"Flick and dodge!"

Already in a bad mood because she was woken up in the middle of the night, Lu Ziqiao brought up something she shouldn't have. Although she knew he was joking, it immediately reminded Hu Yifei of what happened at the gym a few days ago.

Even if those two doors weren't completely pushed open, it was enough for her to remember them forever.

Even through their clothes, she could feel the intense heat, making her afraid to imagine how scorching it would be without any resistance.

They say that what you think about during the day, you dream about at night; perhaps I've been thinking about it too much.

For the past few days, Hu Yifei has been dreaming back to that time, only the plot has changed.