Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

After graduating and starting work, I rarely went there anymore.

Because times are changing, dating a young lady can no longer be done with just a bowl of spicy hot pot.

The smell of mala tang now brings back memories of my youthful days at school.

Back then, after eating spicy hot pot, I would go to a hotel near the school to immerse myself in my studies, often for an entire night.

As for what knowledge I learned, it was quite varied, mostly related to movements, and very strenuous.

Chapter 40: Yifei: Turning your back on someone after pulling up your pants?

After finishing the mala tang (spicy hot pot), there was no follow-up of thirteen times.

However, Song Yang was not in a hurry. There was plenty of time, and he could make up for it later.

Moreover, judging from how much Zou Yu enjoyed it, he clearly liked it quite a bit; he probably ate it more than thirteen times.

Around 8pm.

Song Yang drove Zou Yu to her apartment building.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for taking me home."

Zou Yu politely thanked him, unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out of the car.

“Wait, Attorney Zou.”

Song Yang called out to the other party:

"You seem to have forgotten something."

"what?"

Zou Yu turned around and saw Song Yang, who had already gotten off the bus, walking towards her.

At this moment, Zou Yu panicked a little, and a thought subconsciously arose in her mind.

What he's talking about isn't a farewell hug, is it?

Or perhaps a passionate kiss?

Because what's happening right now is just like those melodramatic scenes from the Korean dramas I watched in college.

Fortunately, the two were not far apart. Before Zou Yu could lose herself in thought, Song Yang had already walked up to her.

"You forgot to bring the documents for registering the company."

As he spoke, he handed over the file folder containing the materials.

"Oh."

Zou Yu took it in a daze, appearing calm on the surface, but inwardly wishing she could disappear into a hole.

I aspire to be a successful career woman, so why do I still have those girlish fantasies?

"Attorney Zou, what were you thinking about just now?"

Looking at Zou Yu, whose expression seemed somewhat unnatural, Song Yang asked curiously:

"I just saw you look like you were about to close your eyes."

"I got sand in my eye!"

Zou Yu quickly explained, putting the materials into her bag, and said:

"Mr. Song, I will prepare your materials tonight and submit them to the relevant department tomorrow."

"Ah."

Song Yang nodded and smiled:

"Then I wish us a pleasant collaboration this time."

"Pleasant to work with."

Seeing Song Yang's outstretched right hand, Zou Yu reached out and shook it.

"Interact with the character Zou Yu in the storyline: Receive 3 chances to win a prize."

"Cumulative number of draws: 7."

"Shall we hold a lottery?"

The system notification sounded at just the right time; in fact, this was the first time the two had made physical contact.

Of the seven lottery draws, three were provided by Zou Yu, and the remaining four were provided by Sarah, the blonde waitress at the bar, once and by Mingzhen, the flight attendant, three times.

“Attorney Zou, perhaps we can deepen our cooperation in the future.”

Song Yang ignored the system's lottery notification and laughed:

"For example, hiring you as my company's legal counsel."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it."

Zou Yu smiled, seemingly unconcerned, and then said:

"Mr. Song, it's getting late, I'll head back now."

"Ah."

Song Yang nodded, turned around, and drove away.

In a convenience store not far away, a girl carrying a convenience bag was gazing in this direction from afar.

After Song Yang drove away, he quickly walked over, calling out:

"Sis, wait for me."

Hearing the voice behind him, Zou Yu turned around, saw the instant noodles in the other person's bag, and frowned:

"Xiaoyue, why did you buy instant noodles again?"

"Sis, I don't want to eat instant noodles either."

Zou Yu's younger sister, Zou Yue, leaned over and teased:

"But I don't have a boyfriend to take me out to eat."

"Boy friend?"

Zou Yu was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized, rolled her eyes at her sister, and said irritably:

"Where would I get a boyfriend?"

"That person just now was my client."

"Sis, you're not lying to me, are you?"

Zou Yue looked incredulous and exclaimed in surprise:

"You don't even like such a handsome guy?"

"handsome?"

Seeing that her younger sister seemed a bit infatuated, Zou Yu wanted to refute her.

But even after opening his mouth, he had to give up; the facts were there, Song Yang was indeed handsome.

"He has a girlfriend."

After thinking for a moment, Zou Yu, fearing her sister might have other ideas, said directly:

"I've met your girlfriend before, she's much prettier than you."

Ok.

Although I don't know how far my cousin and Song Yang have progressed, she is definitely prettier than my own sister.

hotel.

Room 3601.

Hu Yifei, awakened by hunger, opened her eyes.

She ate quite a lot throughout the day, but the amount she ate varied depending on how she opened her mouth.

The only thing that went down my esophagus into my stomach was the pills that I had asked the hotel staff to buy for me.

I touched my flat, smooth stomach, and the only feeling I had now was hunger. The illusion of fullness I had before going to sleep was gone, which meant that I had absorbed the nutrients well.

Similarly, my bodily functions have almost fully recovered.

It's not quite at its peak yet, but it's already pretty close.

Given the current situation, Hu Yifei was certain that even if Song Yang had a move like the Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw, he would never be able to get close to her if she didn't want to.

At most, it's like last time at the gym, where you can only scratch it from the outside.

Thinking back to what Song Yang had done, Hu Yifei couldn't help but feel furious, wishing she could devour him alive.

But to be honest, when you think about it carefully, the feeling of flying in the sky and soaring among the clouds is truly unforgettable and goes deep into your bones.

Previously, it was because I was in the mountain myself that I couldn't see its true face.

She had drunk some alcohol last night and didn't get a full experience, but in her sober state today, she deeply realized just how capable and virile Song Yang's body was.

That well-proportioned body, those gleaming abs—it's not some empty shell, nor is it just a pretty face.

It truly lives up to its name; when it explodes, its power and impact are overwhelming.

Another thing that Hu Yifei couldn't stand the most was that Song Yang's appearance was really unpleasant.

Looking down, after most of the day, the city gate, which had been breached by giant engineering machinery, was still half-open and not completely closed to repel the enemy.

Judging from this, things will probably stay this way from now on.

"Cuckoo..."

The rumbling in her stomach brought Hu Yifei back to her senses.

I got up and went to the bathroom, planning to check out and have something to eat after showering.

But after taking a shower and coming out wrapped in a towel, I found that I couldn't wear my clothes at all.

Hu Yifei's face was quite ugly. The dirty clothes were not only because of Song Yang, but also because of her own, and even mostly because of herself.

But there's really no way around it; when the dam is releasing floodwaters, you can't worry about that.

Hu Yifei picked up the hotel landline, intending to call a hotel employee to ask for help in buying some clothes.

But then she remembered the look the waiter had inadvertently given her when he brought the medicine during the day. Even with her own knowledge, she had almost lost her composure.

If I had to go through that again, I'd really want to crawl into a hole and disappear.

Stopping her call to the hotel's customer service, Hu Yifei found her own phone.

She found Song Yang's phone number; for now, he was the only person she could contact.

After hesitating for a long time, Hu Yifei finally pressed the dial button.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered, making Hu Yifei's face turn black with anger.

"That little rascal, he pulled up his pants and wouldn't even answer my calls."

Chapter 41: Soup Dumplings with Milk!

"Hit me again!"

Unable to find anyone else, Hu Yifei made several more calls, but still no one answered, which made her so angry that her chest heaved.

"You bastard, Song Yang!"

"If you ever dare touch me again, I'll chop off your hands!"

Just as Hu Yifei was swearing that she would teach Song Yang a lesson in the future.

The doorbell rang:

"Ding dong..."

And Song Yang's voice came from outside the door:

"Sister Yifei."