Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Nuolan didn't pretend to be reserved and sat down directly.

Holding Nuolan's slender waist, Song Yang smiled and said:

"Nolan, your husband is quite interesting."

"hehe..."

Nuolan smiled and glanced at the cabinet not far away:

"Yes, my husband loves wearing hats!"

"Stop dawdling, let him see how you play with his wife!"

"And let him see what a real man is!"

"Okay."

Song Yang wouldn't stand on ceremony. Since Nuolan had said so, what was there to hesitate about?

He immediately gave Nuolan a look, signaling her to set an example first.

Nuolan understood immediately, got up from Song Yang's lap, and then knelt on the ground.

From a cabinet not far away, Vincent saw this scene through the gap in the light.

His face flushed with excitement, and he was trembling all over.

But this is just the beginning.

A few minutes later, the real action movie began.

However, due to the angle, he couldn't see the specific situation.

All that could be heard was thunderous applause.

Even so, he was already satisfied.

Vincent could tell just from the sound how intense it was.

Chapter 436: Nuolan: Look at my face!

Just as Vincent was deeply engrossed in it and couldn't extricate himself...

Nuolan's voice came from Song Yang's side, who was also deeply involved:

"Let's go over there!"

there?

Which way?!

Is she going to the bedroom?

Nolan's voice left Vincent with a sense of unease.

If I go to the bedroom, I won't be able to hear myself from this closet.

Fortunately, the next movement dispelled his doubts.

"it is good."

Song Yang responded, and then footsteps could be heard.

The footsteps grew closer, clearly heading this way.

This delighted Vincent; he realized his wife was the most reliable person after all.

In fact, he had had this idea for a long time, but he didn't bring it up because of the question of whether Song Yang would agree.

It would be even better if I could see it with my own eyes, but even if I can't, just seeing my wife's face would be wonderful.

Perhaps there is some kind of mysterious telepathic connection between the couple.

The moment Vincent had this thought, the cabinet door was pulled open.

Before you knew it, it was already 2 a.m.

After taking Nuolan to her bedroom to rest, Song Yang came out.

Looking at Vincent, who had already come out of the cabinet, he smiled and said:

"Mr. Wen, how are you feeling?"

"It feels great!"

Vincent couldn't hide his excitement; his face was still flushed.

He walked up to Song Yang and thanked him sincerely:

"Mr. Song, thank you so much!"

"It made me confront my own heart!"

"Thank you so much for satisfying my fetish!"

"You are welcome!"

Song Yang smiled and waved his hand, saying:

"I'll take care of Nuolan from now on."

"But your marriage..."

Song Yang didn't continue, but Vincent understood immediately:

“Mr. Song, I understand.”

"I will not divorce Nuolan!"

At this point, Vincent once again expressed his gratitude:

"I'm very relieved that you're taking care of Nolan!"

"She's so lucky to have met a man like you, Mr. Song!"

"It's her good fortune, and it's my honor!"

"but..."

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However, before they could finish speaking, Song Yang interrupted them:

"No more words."

"This will not happen again."

"From now on, Nuolan is my woman!"

"Do you understand, Mr. Wen?"

"understand!"

Vincent nodded repeatedly, but didn't say anything more.

....... ....

But in his heart he was thinking, even though Song Yang didn't agree, he could come often.

Who knows, we might just bump into them someday.

In that situation, you can't really say it's your fault.

"All right."

"I should go to sleep."

"Go back to where you came from."

"Don't disturb me and Nuolan's rest."

After a brief chat, Song Yang dismissed him.

They showed absolutely no awareness that this was Vincent's home, treating it as if it were their own territory.

But Vincent, being quite sensible, got up and left.

"Okay, Mr. Song."

"I'm leaving now."

"You and Nuolan should get some rest."

Chapter 437: Lin Miaomiao: Xiaoqi, you're scraping...

Elite high school.

Today is Friday.

After a few classes in the afternoon, I can go home after school.

So every Friday, the school gate is unusually lively.

Song Yang used to come here often, but he was different from other parents; he came here to borrow his child.

Instead, he used his girlfriend to enhance their relationship.

He only had one girlfriend at this school before, Su Yunjin, but now he has Deng Xiaoqi.

So he arrived earlier than usual today, driving to the school gate in the middle of the day.

He had just received a call from Deng Xiaoqi.

She said she had booked a place for the afternoon and could leave school early.

Not only that, but they were also very frank.

To be frank, the purpose of doing this was to get ahead of Su Yunjin.

I'll take advantage of this afternoon off to get to know Song Yang better and practice my skills.

In Deng Xiaoqi's opinion, as long as she puts in some effort...

When Su Yunjin got out of school in the afternoon, Song Yang didn't leave her a single drop.

She could only look at Song Yang with longing, unable to satisfy her craving.

But she had no idea of ​​Song Yang's abilities, let alone in just one afternoon.

Not to mention that she was all alone. Even if the number of people were several times greater and the timeline were extended, it would be of no use.

When Su Yunjin needs it, it can still be stuffed into a puff pastry.

However, Song Yang did not tell Deng Xiaoqi any of these things.

He watched with amusement as the young girl used tricks and schemes to please him, but naturally he wouldn't expose her.

at the same time.

In the school dormitory.

Deng Xiaoqi is still making careful preparations.

It was almost time for class, and she was the only one in the dormitory.

At this moment, Deng Xiaoqi was in the bathroom, holding a razor, doing something in front of the mirror.

Just then, the dormitory door was pushed open.

A figure rushed in and began rummaging through things.

This person was none other than Lin Miaomiao, who shared the same dormitory.

Deng Xiaoqi, engrossed in her own affairs, did not hear the commotion outside.

I was filled with anticipation for the scene when Song Yang would see me:

"Now I have less than Su Yunjin, right?"

"Song Yang will definitely like me even more!"

"Hmph, Su Yunjin, I'll make sure you don't get a single drop today!"

As she got to the exciting part, Deng Xiaoqi's movements became even more nimble.