Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

"Are you trying to eat someone?!"

Seeing Song Yang teasing her like this, Zhong Xiaoqin blushed even more.

I didn't want to respond to this topic, but then I thought about myself, a woman nearing thirty.

How could she be so flustered by a guy in his early twenties?

Moreover, Zhong Xiaoqin knew very well that Song Yang could definitely see through her thoughts.

So this time, she didn't avoid it.

Instead, he propped himself up on the table, rested his chin on his hand, and stared intently at Song Yang opposite him:

"Yes."

"Your sister has a huge appetite!"

"Oh?"

Song Yang feigned surprise and asked curiously:

"How big is it?"

"It must be at least this big."

As Zhong Xiaoqin spoke, she gestured with her hands.

"I do have that."

Song Yang nodded and said quietly:

"(Mo Qian Zhao) I'm afraid my sister won't be able to eat more than a few bites."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Zhong Xiaoqin knew that what Song Yang said was true, but she refused to admit it, saying:

"This time, I'll make sure you have nothing left!"

"Really."

Song Yang laughed heartily and said seriously:

"I am looking forward!"

"How about we whet your appetite now?"

"Um..."

Faced with Song Yang's suggestion, Zhong Xiaoqin's heart skipped a beat, and she almost agreed immediately.

Suppressing the primal desire deep within him, he shook his head and said:

"Let's eat first."

"You need to be well-fed to have energy, right?"

"Makes sense."

Song Yang nodded, not in a hurry.

It's only a little past seven o'clock, there's still a whole night ahead of us.

Chapter 300: The Unexpected Knock on the Door!

As the saying goes, time is money.

After a few sips of red wine, Zhong Xiaoqin's fair face flushed with a captivating rosy blush.

The eyes that were constantly fixed on Song Yang not only had a more dreamy look, but also a brimming, clear gaze.

It seemed as if the indoor temperature was starting to rise.

After finishing the last piece of steak, Song Yang praised it.

"Sister Xiaoqin, your steak tastes really good!"

Seeing that Song Yang had finished eating, Zhong Xiaoqin also put down her utensils.

Then, resting his chin on his hand, he looked at Song Yang opposite him and asked:

"Is it just that the steak tastes good?"

Song Yang's gaze fell on Zhong Xiaoqin's face, his expression suggestive:

"As for the others, of course, you'll only know after you've tried them."

"Come sit over here with me."

Now that we've had our fill of food and drink, it's the perfect time to get down to business.

Judging from the glint in Zhong Xiaoqin's eyes, it was clear that she had long been smitten.

Although both are meat dishes, steak clearly didn't suit her taste.

"You have a point."

Zhong Xiaoqin looked as if she had just realized something.

However, when faced with Song Yang's request, she did not get up, but instead tried to crawl under the table.

Seeing this, Song Yang suddenly had a brilliant idea: 487

"Sister Xiaoqin, do you have any ice here?"

"Ok?"

Zhong Xiaoqin paused, puzzled, and said:

"Why do you need ice?"

Song Yang imparted new knowledge to Zhong Xiaoqin:

"It might taste even better chilled!"

"Really."

Zhong Xiaoqin understood a little and stood up, saying:

"Just wait a moment."

soon.

Zhong Xiaoqin took ice cubes back from the refrigerator.

Without Song Yang's prompting, under his gaze, Zhong Xiaoqin naturally put the ice cube into her mouth.

Then he reached out and picked up Song Yang's glass on the table, taking a sip of the little red wine left inside.

She didn't drink it; she just held it in her mouth temporarily.

A few minutes later.

Strangely, something happened.

The room, which was originally occupied by a man and a woman, now only had Song Yang left.

He was still sitting in the dining chair, but Zhong Xiaoqin was nowhere to be seen.

Moreover, Song Yang's behavior was also a bit strange, as he kept pouring wine into his glass.

But after pouring it out, he didn't drink it; instead, he poured it directly into (acfd)!

Just at this time.

"Bang bang..."

A knock on the door broke the silence inside.

This made Song Yang frown, and then a voice came:

"Oh no, Chen Yu is back!"

Without a doubt, this is Zhong Xiaoqin's voice.

Strangely, however, they could only hear the voice but not see the person.

"Didn't you say your husband wouldn't be back until tomorrow?"

Unlike Zhong Xiaoqin's panic, Song Yang remained quite calm.

"They might have come back early!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Xiaoqin appeared out of nowhere.

For some reason, her hair was wet and faintly smelled of red wine.

"Ah Yang, what do we do now?"

Zhong Xiaoqin looked flustered and asked Song Yang.

"don’t worry!"

Song Yang told Zhong Xiaoqin to relax and smiled:

"Even if it really is your husband who comes back, it's okay."

"How can it be okay!"

Zhong Xiaoqin glared at Song Yang and said speechlessly:

Do we look like anything's wrong now?

“Bang, bang…”

The next second, there was another knock on the door.

Startled, Zhong Xiaoqin turned pale, and the blush that had been on her face from the alcohol faded somewhat.

"Ah Yang, you'd better come up with a solution quickly!"

Zhong Xiaoqin said urgently.

Seeing Zhong Xiaoqin jumping up and down in anxiety, Song Yang shook his head and remained calm.

Previously, it might have been possible that Chen Yu had returned early, but now it's almost certain.

The person standing outside right now is definitely not Zhong Xiao's husband.

After all, he is the true male owner of this house.

If he really comes back, there's no need to knock; he can just use his key to open the door and come in.

Of course, the possibility of the key being lost by accident cannot be ruled out.

However, given Chen Yu's meticulous personality, such a thing probably wouldn't happen to him.

The knocking continued.

But Zhong Xiaoqin was so frightened that her legs went weak and she couldn't walk at all.

Seeing this, Song Yang didn't say anything, but considerately picked up the other person and walked towards the door.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhong Xiaoqin instinctively put her arm around Song Yang's neck and exclaimed in surprise.

"Since you can't walk, I'll carry you over."

Song Yang smiled and walked a few steps to the door.

Zhong Xiaoqin looked terrified, thinking that Song Yang was going to confront her husband.

But just then, another voice came from outside the door:

"Sister Xiaoqin, are you home?"

This is?

That's Zhong Xiaoyang's voice.

Zhong Xiaoqin was somewhat disappointed and also somewhat angry.

I was just enjoying my meal when you came to join in the fun, scaring me so much that I even ate the ice cubes.

"Zhong Xiaoyang, what are you doing here?!"