Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

However, she could only silently accept Song Yang's actions; there was no way she could refuse.

Just like how she initially planned to sit in the back, but after Song Yang said something, she had no choice but to obediently sit in the passenger seat.

Fortunately, the other person's hand movements were limited to the thigh area, and there were no excessive actions that went beyond the bounds.

Even so, He Yimei found that she actually had feelings.

Some things accumulate and surge within the shortcut that objects can take to the soul.

It only takes a small opportunity for it to burst forth!

He Yimei felt helpless about this situation. She didn't want it to be like this, but it was a physical instinct.

Therefore, in order to prevent Song Yang from noticing anything unusual about him, he had to keep his mind focused and try to distract himself.

However, this approach can lead to serious consequences if one becomes complacent, just like a fully drawn bow.

Song Yang, with his wealth of experience, could tell at a glance that He Yimei was at a critical point.

With just a light touch, it can unleash a massive wave.

This reveals a clue: He Yimei's constitution is rather sensitive.

After all, they haven't done anything excessive yet, and they're already feeling incredibly excited.

if....

As soon as Song Yang had the idea, his hands followed suit.

"What are you doing...!"

He Yimei's delicate body trembled violently.

Before I could even finish a sentence, I felt the tightly closed door deep inside my heart suddenly open.

Like a fully drawn bowstring loosening, it shot out like a sharp arrow, as if to kill the invading enemy.

A moment of relaxation made He Yimei feel as if all the strength had been drained from her body.

For a moment, I couldn't even speak, and I didn't know what to say. I just felt ashamed and embarrassed.

He Yimei never expected that Song Yang would so easily break down her defenses.

What she found most unacceptable was that there was another person in the car.

Without even turning around, He Yimei could feel Xiao Xiao's gaze from behind.

She must find it very amusing to see herself like this.

He Yimei's guess was correct; Xiao Xiao had indeed seen it all and found it interesting, but that was all she did.

After all, compared to what she had been through, this was nothing.

Turning his head to glance at He Yimei, Song Yang stretched out his hand and said:

"Miss He, it seems you are even more sensitive than Miss Zhao."

"Haven't you had a boyfriend in a long time?"

"..."

He Yimei remained silent, too lazy to respond to Song Yang's teasing.

Song Yang smiled slightly, not caring about He Yimei's attitude. No matter how cold she was, she couldn't change the fact that Wenrun was warm-hearted.

Half an hour later, the three of them arrived at the Sheshan Villa.

Song Yang led the two into the house, where the living room was still a mess.

This is actually normal; everyone hadn't slept all night.

Even though everyone was sticking together, they were still so exhausted that they were practically falling apart, and they didn't have the energy to clean up these things.

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Anyone who isn't a fool could tell what had happened from this scene.

Moreover, judging from the clothes, including underwear, that were scattered everywhere, it was clear that they did not belong to one person.

He Yimei didn't count how many people there were, but her expression changed drastically, and she had an even worse premonition.

Even Xiao Xiao was shocked after recounting the events; in just a few days, Song Yang had become even more outrageous.

"Manny's here too?"

Suddenly, Xiao Xiao's gaze sharpened as she noticed a bag on the sofa.

She recognized the bag at a glance; it was the one Song Yang had given to Wang Manni in Europe.

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

"Ah."

Song Yang nodded, glanced upstairs, and said:

"They were all sleeping up there."

"There are only the three of us now."

Hearing Song Yang's words, He Yimei inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

If the owners of those clothes all came one by one, she really wouldn't know how to deal with it.

Just thinking about that scene is unbearable.

But then I thought, what difference is there between myself and Xiao Xiao?

For a moment, He Yimei regretted her decision, but for He Yichen, it was all worth it.

Thinking of this, He Yimei reaffirmed her resolve and calmly looked at Song Yang, saying:

"Don't waste your time."

"Do whatever you want!"

Song Yang sat down on the sofa and looked at He Yimei, saying:

"Ms. He, I hope you can take the initiative."

"But what's the point of acting like a doll?"

"Make me take the initiative?"

He Yimei chuckled and said coldly:

"You're dreaming!"

"Then you go back."

Song Yang waved his hand, then looked at Xiao Xiao.

Meeting Song Yang's gaze, without even saying a word, Xiao Xiao understood his thoughts with just a glance.

"You're letting me leave!?"

He Yimei was stunned by Song Yang's bluntness.

She truly hadn't expected that, having come all this way, the other party would so directly try to kick her out.

Am I not pretty enough?

Chapter 352: Zhao Mosheng: Let go of He Yimei!

He Yimei is quite confident in her appearance.

Putting everything else aside, she's definitely much prettier than the model in front of her.

In her opinion, apart from her long legs, Xiao Xiao was incomparable to her in every other aspect.

Seeing that Song Yang was ignoring her, He Yimei was about to speak again.

Before he could speak, Xiao Xiao walked up to Song Yang, then bent her knees and knelt down.

What Xiao Xiao then demonstrated with such ease left He Yimei speechless with astonishment:

"How could this be..."

"fear!"

He Yimei couldn't imagine how difficult it would be to cope with such a sudden realization.

Looking at Xiao Xiao's effortless manner, she felt it was somewhat unreal.

In a daze, He Yimei thought of Zhao Mosheng.

"583"

She wondered how her sister-in-law would behave when facing Song Yang.

Is it like Xiao Xiao in front of me, naturally obsequious and using both hands and mouth?

There was another thing that He Yimei cared about a lot: she felt that Song Yang had broadened Zhao Mosheng's path.

It goes without saying that if this happens a few more times, he'll probably turn into Song Yang.

This is something He Yimei absolutely will not allow; she wants to protect He Yichen and Zhao Mosheng's married life.

Lying back on the sofa, Song Yang glanced at He Yimei:

"Why don't you leave?"

He Yimei said firmly, "I won't leave!"

"If you don't leave..."

Song Yang paused for a moment, then extended an invitation:

"Then let's come together."

He Yimei stared wide-eyed, saying in disbelief:

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to say it a second time."

Song Yang was too lazy to explain and said indifferently:

"If you don't want to, then leave now."

"Don't spoil my fun."

“Miss Zhao is not as slow and indecisive as you.”

"It seems she's the more sensible one."

"That's true, after all, she and Attorney He are husband and wife, and you are just Attorney He's sister."

"She's still a sister with no blood relation, so it's normal that I don't care."

"Alright, if you want to leave, then hurry up and leave."

"Our previous agreement is hereby nullified."

He Yimei's expression changed constantly as she listened to Song Yang's words.

She glanced at Xiao Xiao, who seemed oblivious to her presence, clearly unconcerned about her being there.

Taking a few deep breaths, He Yimei moved her feet and finally lowered her beautiful face in front of Song Yang.

at the same time.

Zhao Mosheng, having received Xiao Xiao's message, is rushing over at full speed.

"I hope it's not too late!"

Zhao Mosheng was extremely anxious, but she was very pessimistic about anything that could stop the situation from happening.

She knew Song Yang; when it came to women, he had absolutely no bottom line.

With such a beautiful woman like He Yimei standing in front of him, he would surely devour her completely in no time.

Driving, Zhao Mosheng rushed as fast as she could, trying to stop everything before it all happened.

But in an international metropolis like Shanghai, the traffic volume is considerable.

Moreover, it was during the National Day holiday, and tourists from other places flocked in, making it even more difficult to move around.