Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Upon seeing the message, Hu Yifei nearly crushed her phone.

I asked you to find a place, and you actually went to a hotel.

They even proudly chose room number 3601; their intentions are self-evident.

"If I don't break your third leg today, I'm not Hu Yifei!"

Chapter Thirty-Six: Hu Yifei, the Grocery Delivery Girl!

After half an hour.

Hu Yifei, whose anger was about to overflow, arrived at the hotel, but encountered a problem when she tried to go upstairs.

The 3601 here is not the sixth floor, but the thirty-sixth floor. The elevator is equipped with an elevator control system, and guests need to swipe their room cards to reach the corresponding floor.

If it were only the sixth floor, then without a word, Hu Yifei went up there in a flash.

But this is the 36th floor. If he really had to walk up the fire escape, by the time he got to Song Yang, he wouldn't have the strength to teach him a lesson. He might not even be able to stand up.

The staircase to the 36th floor is about 6 kilometers long. Climbing stairs is more physically demanding than running.

In addition, she had not fully recovered, her legs were still slightly sore and swollen, and the open wounds did not seem to have completely closed. Her mouth was slightly open, not as tightly as before.

Standing outside the elevator, Hu Yifei now faces two problems.

Should she call Song Yang to come down and pick her up, or should she climb the stairs herself?

Pooh!

What do you mean by "come down to pick me up"? It's like we're going on a date or checking into a hotel.

Hu Yifei gritted her teeth and decided that it was better to rely on herself than on others. It was just the 36th floor, no big deal!

Hu Yifei, as swift as a rabbit, immediately found the hotel's fire escape, and with her two shapely, straight, long, and powerful legs, rushed upwards, climbing ten floors in one go.

After climbing another ten floors, Hu Yifei was exhausted and gasped for breath, supporting herself on her knees.

"ha..."

"ha..."

At this moment, she was covered in sweat, her face was flushed, and her clothes were mostly soaked with sweat.

"There are still sixteen floors left."

After catching her breath and rubbing her thighs a few times, the strong-willed Hu Yifei did not give up.

after a little while.

Looking at the sign for the 36th floor in the stairwell, Hu Yifei, who was almost unable to feel her legs, suddenly perked up, wiped the sweat from her face, and said with renewed energy:

"Finally we're here!"

With enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle.

Even a mere thirty-six floors were easily taken down by Hu Yifei.

"Ding dong..."

The doorbell rang in room 3601.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Song Yang ended his conversation with Su Yunjin:

"Yunjin, I have something to take care of right now. Let's talk again tonight."

"Then you go ahead and get busy, Brother Song Yang."

"love you!"

Seeing Su Yunjin's reply, Song Yang smiled, got up and walked to the door.

When the door opened, Hu Yifei, covered in sweat and with a flushed face, was seen leaning against the door frame, panting heavily.

Unfortunately, due to its inherent limitations, its breathing did not produce turbulent waves.

But this is only temporary. Last night, Song Yang gave Hu Yifei a full-body breast enhancement exercise. As long as she perseveres, she will eventually be able to achieve full breast enhancement.

Seeing Hu Yifei like this, Song Yang's expression was somewhat strange:

"Sister Yifei, what's wrong...?"

"You ran up here on foot?"

Upon seeing Song Yang emerge, Hu Yifei immediately straightened up to avoid appearing disheveled.

"nonsense!"

Hu Yifei glared fiercely at Song Yang and said unkindly:

"Let me catch my breath, then I'll settle the score with you!"

With that, she pushed aside Song Yang, who was blocking the doorway, and entered the room with trembling legs.

"boom..."

Song Yang closed the door behind him, looked at Hu Yifei who was already sitting on the sofa massaging her legs, and smiled:

"Sister Yifei, would you like me to rub it for you?"

"unnecessary!"

Hu Yifei coldly refused.

How could I possibly agree to that? If these legs fall into Song Yang's hands, they won't be used for walking anymore.

"Why are you so polite to me?"

Song Yang ignored Hu Yifei's refusal, sat down in front of her, and forcefully grabbed her legs and placed them on his own lap, then took off her shoes.

Thanks to years of exercise, Hu Yifei has a very good leg shape, which is round and straight.

Her jade-like feet, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were also quite perfect—delicate, small, and as white and tender as jade.

"you..."

Hu Yifei glared at her angrily.

Just as he was about to forcefully pull his leg back, he saw that Song Yang had already grabbed his ankle.

Her hidden vital point was seized, causing her delicate body to tremble and the strength gathered in her legs to dissipate instantly.

Hu Yifei's face, which was already flushed from the excessive exercise of climbing stairs, now had an even deeper blush, and even her angry eyes were filled with a misty haze.

If it were someone else grabbing her ankle, Hu Yifei was quite certain that even though climbing the stairs had left her with little strength, she would still have a stress response and kick the other person away.

But this is Song Yang.

The souls hidden deepest inside have already been completely honest with each other.

Having received so many gifts, more than one could hold, what does this amount to now?

Clearly, her body had shut down all passive defense mechanisms against Song Yang unless he took the initiative.

With her passive defense mechanisms ineffective and little strength remaining, Hu Yifei could only resort to talking:

"Song Yang, let me go!"

Song Yang ignored him and continued to do as he pleased.

This scene filled Hu Yifei with immense shame and anger.

He came here to cause trouble for Song Yang, so what was this all about?

No one would think this person is looking for trouble; it's more like they're delivering food to someone's door and asking for a beating.

Hu Yifei wouldn't let Song Yang hold her down like that again. She didn't know if it was a lingering effect from last night, but just a short while later, a strange emotion was surging within her.

Like a reservoir storing water, once it reaches a certain threshold, it will face the predicament of having to open the gates to release water.

At that point, even if you try to suppress it, it won't work; the valve will be forced open, and the water will gush out.

This is not a scene that Hu Yifei wants to see.

Seeing that Song Yang ignored her, Hu Yifei pursed her lips tightly, straightened her back, and tried to use her strength to free her legs from his grasp.

But at that moment, Song Yang gently pressed down on her calf muscle.

A sudden, electric shock-like sensation spread throughout her body, causing Hu Yifei's back, which she had managed to straighten, to buckle and collapse onto the soft back of the sofa.

This wasn't an illusion; Song Yang had actually used the UpUp Breast Enhancement Exercise technique.

After numerous experiments, Song Yang discovered that the use of this skill was not so simple.

When the skill is activated, the fingers carry subtle bioelectric currents, which stimulate cell activity and thus enhance the effect of the cleavage. However, it can also be used in other areas.

For example, what Song Yang is doing now won't have the effect of breast enhancement, but the bioelectricity carried by the skill can effectively relieve fatigue.

This is why Qin Yumo has been able to go to work normally these past few days; it's all thanks to Song Yang's efforts behind the scenes.

Hu Yifei quickly felt the effects of Song Yang's massage; she felt much more relaxed.

"Well..."

A soft groan escaped her throat involuntarily.

Hu Yifei reacted quickly by covering her mouth, noticing Song Yang's gaze, and quickly turned her head away.

Hu Yifei, whose expression was already somewhat unnatural, was both angry and anxious. What was going on?

Am I here to cause trouble?

Why does it feel more and more like a date between lovers? Is this a warm-up before the big action scenes?

"Sister Yifei, you feel much better now, right?"

Seeing Hu Yifei's attitude, Song Yang smiled slightly.

Hu Yifei shut her mouth and turned her head away to avoid Song Yang's gaze.

But Song Yang did not give up and continued:

"Sister Yifei, as the saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate."

"Now it's your turn to help me."

The next moment, Hu Yifei turned her head, her eyes widening instantly, and exclaimed in surprise:

"Why are you taking off my socks...!"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Mishap Occurs in the Gutter!

in the bathroom.

Hu Yifei is holding a showerhead.

She wasn't taking a shower; instead, she was angrily rinsing her legs.

If she could, she would love to chop off her own legs right now, but that's not realistic.

After all, we still have to walk on two legs.

And to my surprise, it has proven to have a new function.

After rinsing for about ten minutes, Hu Yifei still felt it wasn't enough, but she didn't continue.

She knew it was all in her head; she could only find peace of mind by getting rid of the culprit.

"Song Yang!"

Hu Yifei gritted her teeth, dropped the showerhead, and rushed out.

Seeing Song Yang lounging casually on the sofa where she had just been sitting, she was immediately furious.

With a quick burst of speed, he took three steps in two, and his right leg was already raised high.

I don't care about wardrobe malfunctions anymore.

Besides, there are no secrets left to tell Song Yang; trying to hide anything would only hinder our actions.

Seeing Hu Yifei's whip kick coming at him, Song Yang's mind raced, and a plan quickly came to mind.

If Hu Yifei were at her peak, he would have no chance to dodge her except by using the Piercing Dragon Claw Hand, but now that she is at a low point, it gives Song Yang time to react.

At the critical moment, he pulled something from his pocket and handed it out, shouting: