Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Deeply moved, Zhong Xiaoqin said again:

"But you can't keep a cat in such a big cage."

"Because it's not just for keeping cats."

Song Yang smiled slightly and continued:

"There's one more thing for you."

"what?"

Zhong Xiaoqin asked subconsciously.

"I put it in the bathroom."

Song Yang pointed to the bathroom and said:

"Go and see for yourself."

"It's a set of clothes."

"I hope you can wear it and show it to me!"

Chapter 305: Chen Yu: My wife didn't cheat on me!

About ten minutes later.

Zhong Xiaoqin left the hotel.

She came empty-handed, but now she has a cage in her hands.

This exquisite and beautiful cage looks quite large, but it is actually very light.

Even a delicate woman like Zhong Xiaoqin can easily carry it in her hands.

However, besides the cage, she actually brought something else with her.

No, to be precise, the word "戴" should be used.

It was a cat's tail with soft, fluffy fur.

Fortunately, Zhong Xiaoqin wore a long dress when she went out for convenience.

Therefore, no one except the two parties involved could have discovered it.

Not only that, but there wasn't even the slightest sign of anything unusual on his face.

Although I've gotten used to it, it still has some impact.

It only took a few minutes to get from home to the hotel.

But now, it took twice as long to get back.

inside the house.

Chen Yu was still staring blankly at the bouquet of roses.

He dared not imagine what Zhong Xiaoqin had gone out to do.

I really have something to do and need to go out.

Or did she go on a secret rendezvous with the man who delivered the flowers?

The thought of her husband possibly being pinned down by another man made Chen Yu unconsciously clench his fists.

Any man with a shred of decency would never allow such a thing to happen.

However, there are always exceptions.

There is a small percentage of men who have strange fetishes, and some might even actively give their wives away to other men.

“Bang, bang…”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Yu looked up, and a glimmer of light flashed in the gloomy eyes behind his glasses.

"Xiaoqin, you're back."

He walked over to open the door and saw that it was his wife who had returned. Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he realized he had wronged Zhong Xiaoqin.

How could I possibly think my wife was cheating on me?

That bouquet of flowers was probably given by a man who wanted to woo his wife.

Chen Yu knew his wife's personality very well; she would never refuse him.

Moreover, with such a beautiful wife, it's perfectly normal for someone to want to steal her away.

After all, they've encountered similar situations over the years of their marriage, but their relationship remains as strong as ever.

Unfortunately, Chen Yu didn't know that this time was different from before.

Chen Yu felt a pang of guilt when he realized he had misunderstood Zhong Xiaoqin.

But upon seeing the cage in Zhong Xiaoqin's hand, she immediately reverted to her usual self and complained:

"Why did you buy another cage for the cat?"

"And they even bought such a big one."

"We simply can't fit it all in our house."

"..."

Zhong Xiaoqin pursed her lips and remained silent.

This cage isn't for cats, but...

Images from the hotel flashed through my mind.

Even now, Zhong Xiaoqin still finds it hard to believe.

How could I possibly agree to Song Yang's perverted request?

What she found even harder to accept was that, aside from the initial discomfort, she actually enjoyed it immensely.

It's like you've really become a cat, being pampered by your owner.

I raised my hand and touched my neck. Just a few minutes ago, I was wearing a collar with bells hanging from it.

As for the other items, they were left with Song Yang, who said they would experience them properly when they met again next time.

Seeing Zhong Xiaoqin's actions, Chen Yu, unaware of the various reasons, still expressed his dissatisfaction:

"Why are not you talking?"

"say what?"

Zhong Xiaoqin walked into the room, her tone flat:

"If you can't stand it, then I'll move out!"

"..."

Chen Yu fell silent.

He only complained a little, but he never intended to kick his wife out.

"I just think yours is too big."

After a moment of silence, Chen Yu's tone softened:

"Our house wasn't very big to begin with."

"hehe..."

Zhong Xiaoqin smiled faintly and said:

"You can afford such a big fish tank!"

"Can't I just buy a bigger cat cage?"

"Go, go, go."

Chen Yu compromised and said:

"Let's eat first."

"The food is almost cold."

"you eat."

Zhong Xiaoqin had no appetite at all and shook her head, saying:

"I have to go to work."

She took a day off yesterday to meet with Song Yang, but it was only for one day.

Moreover, with National Day approaching, there are many things to do.

While contacting Catwalk at the hotel, she received a call from her supervisor asking when she could start work.

the other side.

After parting ways with Zhong Xiaoqin, Song Yang went to the Joyful Song residential community.

He planned to stay here for one night, since it had been a while since he had spent time with Cyndi.

Even the most beautiful flowers need watering in order to maintain their beautiful bloom.

As Song Yang took the elevator up from the underground parking lot, he remembered something.

He genuinely didn't expect that Qiu Yingying would actually submit her resume to his company.

And it's not just Qiu Yingying, there's also Fan Shengmei, a very capable woman.

Although Song Yang had never been to the company, Xinling had told him about it.

Upon learning that these two people had submitted their resumes, he immediately came to ask them what they thought.

Song Yang didn't get involved much, leaving it to Xinling to handle.

As a result, Qiu Yingying stayed on and became the company's receptionist, starting work a few days ago.

Fan Shengmei was ruthlessly eliminated by Xinling.

As for why, Song Yang didn't ask, nor would he bother to find out.

After all, Cyndi is a woman who belongs to him both physically and mentally.

Fan Shengmei was merely a tool for venting her desires.

"Ding..."

The elevator reached the first floor and stopped.

As the elevator doors opened, a pretty girl stood outside.

"Miss Guan."

Song Yang was somewhat surprised.

Although the National Day holiday is approaching, it seems that we haven't started the holiday yet today.

Even with the shameless invention of time off in lieu of leave, some companies still require employees to work overtime to get enough vacation time.

And Guan Juer was just a newly hired intern, so there was no need to elaborate further.

"Mr. Song."

Guan Juer, holding her coffee, was equally surprised.

"What are you still standing outside for? Hurry up and come up."

Seeing Guan Juer standing outside without moving, Song Yang waved to her.

"Oh."

Guan Juer had no choice but to go inside.

Actually, she really didn't want to ride the elevator with Song Yang.

It's not that I dislike Song Yang, but I can't help but think back to the elevator accident last time.