Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Open the car door and get in.

Jiang Nansun followed closely behind and sat in the back seat. Song Yang was last; as soon as he started the engine, one hand was already on Zhu Suosuo's leg. Because Jiang Nansun was there, Zhu Suosuo felt a little shy. She subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that he was looking out the window and hadn't noticed what was happening, so she immediately relaxed.

Little did Zhu Suosuo know, it wasn't that Jiang Nansun was oblivious. Rather, she was acutely aware of Song Yang's habits. In fact, one could say she understood Song Yang's character even better than Zhu Suosuo herself.

While driving, Song Yang asked, "What would you like to eat?"

Zhu Suosuo hesitated for a moment, then suggested, "Let's go eat Japanese food. My colleagues at work told me about a newly opened Japanese restaurant that's really good. All the ingredients are shipped from there. Honey, what do you think?"

Song Yang nodded: "I'm fine with either."

Zhu Suosuo smiled broadly and turned to ask, "Nan Sun, what about you?"

"I'm just here to freeload a meal." Jiang Nansun naturally wouldn't offer any opinions, since Song Yang had already nodded. She just hoped that he wouldn't make things too awkward for her during the meal.

But Jiang Nansun also knew that this was probably unrealistic. Song Yang had definitely called him out for a reason.

Half an hour later, the three arrived at the Japanese restaurant mentioned by Zhu Suosuo's colleague. Interestingly, the restaurant also provided kimonos, which customers could choose to change into.

Zhu Suosuo found it very interesting, but still asked Song Yang for his opinion: "Honey, I want to give it a try."

“Go ahead.” Song Yang nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Song Yang had agreed, Zhu Suosuo pulled Jiang Nansun along: "Nansun, let's go together."

Jiang Nansun wanted to refuse, after all, she was wearing an accessory. If she took off her clothes, everything would be exposed. But Song Yangchao's meaning to her was quite clear.

Jiang Nansun had no choice but to nod and say, "Alright."

She had no way to resist Song Yang. She could only ask the waiter to arrange a private changing room so that Zhu Suosuo wouldn't discover her situation.

Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo went to change their clothes, while Song Yang went to wait in the private room. As for changing into a kimono, that was out of the question.

A short while later, the two arrived, having changed their clothes. One was wearing pink, and the other light blue. Both clothes had cherry blossom patterns on them. How to put it? They had a touch of the Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman) style. This reminded Song Yang of a joke about kimonos.

As is well known, authentic kimonos are worn without an undergarment. There's a pillow-like object hanging from the back. It's said this is for convenient contraception anytime, anywhere. This pillow can be unfolded into a rug for sleeping on the floor.

This is why the surnames of people from Japan are so unusual. Things like Matsushita (松下) and Ida (井田) are common. There's a saying that Matsushitas were conceived under pine trees.

Song Yang didn't know whether it was true or false. After all, he hadn't studied Japanese culture in detail. He only knew a few teachers who were both virtuous and talented.

Meeting Song Yang's gaze, Zhu Suosuo asked, "Honey, is it pretty?"

"It's alright." Song Yang nodded and beckoned, "Come and sit down."

Zhu Suosuo wouldn't refuse, and walked over to sit down in her wooden clogs. Seeing this, Jiang Nansun and the two sat down opposite each other. Perhaps the waiter had reminded them, because they both sat down in a kneeling position.

That is, Song Yang, sitting there with his legs spread wide, exuding an air of heroic grandeur.

The Japanese restaurant served food very quickly. I don't know if it's because they serve sashimi. Besides the food, we also ordered several bottles of sake.

The three ate and drank, chatting and laughing. But beneath the calm surface, a storm was brewing.

Chapter 539: Zhu Suosuo: Nansun, what's wrong with you!

"Clatter..." Jiang Nansun shuddered, her chopsticks slipping from her grasp and falling onto the table. She bit her lip hard, afraid of making an inappropriate sound. She also glanced subtly at Song Yang across from her, her eyes filled with pleading surprise.

Song Yang remained calm and collected, pushing his luck with every step. His other hand, in his pocket, adjusted the gear. This made Jiang Nansun feel like he was floating. If it weren't for his intense training, this one move would have been fatal.

Most people, even Zhu Suosuo, wouldn't be able to withstand such a two-pronged approach. But even so, Jiang Nansun wasn't much better off. Human willpower cannot overcome instinct. Even if it could, it would only be temporary.

Jiang Nansun was well aware of his condition. He was nearing his limit! Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to beg Song Yang for mercy with his eyes. He could at least have been gentler and slower.

There was one thing Jiang Nansun couldn't understand. How could Song Yang's feet be so agile? He could manipulate events and reveal secrets with just a few toes.

Zhu Suosuo didn't know what Jiang Nansun was going through, but she still looked at him with concern: "Nansun, what's wrong?"

Then, noticing that Jiang Nansun's face was flushed, he asked, "Have you had too much to drink?"

Jiang Nansun forced a smile and shook his head, saying, "I'm fine. It's probably because it's my first time drinking this kind of wine, and I'm a little tipsy."

Zhu Suosuo asked with some doubt, "Are you really alright?"

Jiang Nansun nodded firmly, "Really, let's continue drinking." As she spoke, she poured herself another cup.

Seeing this, Zhu Suosuo believed it. Turning to Song Yang beside her, she said warmly, "Honey, let me pour you some wine."

"Hmm." Song Yang nodded, his expression appearing perfectly natural. Looking like this, no one would suspect he was the one causing trouble.

From Jiang Nansun's reaction, Song Yang could tell that the other party was probably nearing his limit. Just one last straw would cause a catastrophic collapse. Meeting Jiang Nansun's gaze, Song Yang's lips curled into a smile. He wouldn't give the other party a chance to breathe, pushing the limits until it reached its maximum.

In an instant, Jiang Nansun's expression froze. It was as if he could hear the sound of bees buzzing their wings.

"Buzzing..." The intense vibrations continued incessantly. She gritted her teeth, her face turning bright red. She managed not to make a sound.

But the wine glass he had just picked up slipped from his grasp. It fell onto his lap, spilling wine and instantly soaking a large area.

"Nan Sun!" Zhu Suosuo exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this. She quickly got up and went to Jiang Nan Sun's side.

Jiang Nansun, panting, shook his head and said, "I'm really fine."

Seeing her best friend's invitation, Zhu Suosuo felt quite helpless: "Your clothes are all wet, I'll take you to get them dry."

"No need," Jiang Nansun shook her head and said, "I can go by myself. You stay here and keep your boyfriend company."

There was one more thing Jiang Nansun didn't say. "If you let your boyfriend keep me company, I'll suffer less." With that, Jiang Nansun leaned on the table to stand up. Having just experienced such a tumultuous ordeal, she was clearly exhausted. It took her a great deal of effort to barely stand. Then, she walked out awkwardly.

Watching Jiang Nansun leave, Zhu Suosuo was still a little worried: "Honey, is Nansun really alright?"

Song Yang smiled knowingly and said, "Why should we care about her? Now it's just the two of us."

"Oh dear..." Zhu Suosuo understood Song Yang's meaning and said shyly, "It's not very convenient here. What if Nansun comes back and sees us? Honey, let's wait until after dinner. We can go to a nearby hotel."

In fact, Zhu Suosuo had also developed a taste for it. However, considering the occasion, she restrained herself.

Song Yang patted the small table in front of him and said, "Go inside, and even if she comes back, she won't be able to see you."

“This…” Zhu Suosuo looked at the small table.

Although the table is small, it is large enough to accommodate one person. Moreover, tablecloths hang down around the edges, making it quite discreet.

Zhu Suosuo wanted to refuse, but when she met Song Yang's burning gaze, her heart fluttered, and she nodded, saying, "Alright."

Soon, only Song Yang remained seated in the entire private room. Zhu Suosuo, who had been there just moments before, had vanished without a trace.

Song Yang took out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Nansun: "Come back as soon as you've dealt with it. Don't take those things down."

Chapter 540: Why did all my lipstick fall off?!

Inside the restroom. Jiang Nansun had just tidied up a bit. After all, this wasn't at home or in a hotel.

Just as she was contemplating whether to take this opportunity to remove the pendant, her phone rang. Without even looking, Jiang Nansun knew it was a message from Song Yang.

As expected. Jiang Nansun took out her phone and saw the message. She could only abandon the idea of ​​taking it off, straighten her clothes, and prepare to leave.

Another message came in: "Take off your underwear." Jiang Nansun bit her lip and could only do as she was told.

A short while later, Jiang Nansun returned to the private room after completing the task as instructed. Upon seeing that only Song Yang was in the room and Zhu Suosuo was nowhere to be seen, he was immediately alarmed.

Instinctively, she wanted to turn around and lock the door. She knew very well what would happen if she were alone with Song Yang. Only in this way could she avoid being disturbed.

Unfortunately, the Japanese-style private rooms didn't have a deadbolt lock. Jiang Nansun asked anxiously, "Where's the lock?"

Song Yang didn't speak, but glanced under the table. Jiang Nansun immediately understood and looked down at the table as well. Because they couldn't see, no one knew Zhu Suosuo's reaction at that moment. Only Song Yang could sense Zhu Suosuo's sudden tension.

After Zhu Suosuo continued, Song Yang beckoned to Jiang Nansun. Jiang Nansun had no choice but to go over.

But he was stopped by Song Yang as soon as he took a step. Because of Zhu Suosuo's presence, Song Yang didn't speak. He simply dipped his finger in the wine and wrote a word on the table: "Crawl!"

Jiang Nansun saw it clearly and wanted to refuse. But facing Song Yang's gaze, he couldn't bring himself to say no. In the end, he could only do as he was told, getting down on all fours. When Jiang Nansun came to his side, Song Yang praised, "Not bad."

"That's good" is a double entendre. Jiang Nansun knew this was a compliment praising his obedience. Zhu Suosuo, completely unaware of what was happening outside, also thought Song Yang was praising her hard work.

And so it went. One was in the open, the other in the shadows. About half an hour later, the one lurking in the shadows succeeded, reaping a bountiful harvest. The one in the open, however, suffered considerable losses.

Given the situation, Song Yang showed no favoritism. Without giving Zhu Suosuo a chance to tidy up, he stood up abruptly. Jiang Nansun, seeing this, immediately understood Song Yang's meaning.

A few minutes later, with Song Yang's approval, Jiang Nansun, having finished tidying up, left the private room.

As soon as Jiang Nansun left, Zhu Suosuo appeared. She patted her chest, still shaken, and exclaimed, "That scared me to death!"

Song Yang smiled and asked, "Wasn't it exciting?"

Zhu Suosuo rolled her eyes at Song Yang and said with dissatisfaction, "Stimulating?! I was scared to death! You rest for a while, I'll go tidy up."

After saying that, Zhu Suosuo turned and left. Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo walked one after the other, less than a minute apart. When Zhu Suosuo arrived at the restroom, Jiang Nansun was still standing at the sink, holding a bottle of water. He would occasionally take a few gulps and then spit it out with a gulp.

"Nan Sun," Zhu Suosuo called out, walking over. "Can I borrow your water?"

"Oh," Jiang Nansun responded, but didn't give it to him immediately. Instead, he breathed on it a few times to make sure there was no smell before handing it over.

Zhu Suosuo took it and asked in confusion, "Nan Sun, why are you rinsing your mouth?"

Jiang Nansun said calmly, "I ate something unclean just now."

Zhu Suosuo blushed, secretly thinking to herself, "I ate quite a lot too."

After Zhu Suosuo rinsed her mouth like him, Jiang Nansun asked, "Where did you go just now? I haven't seen you for more than half an hour."

"I..." Zhu Suosuo was speechless, truly unsure how to answer. She couldn't very well say that she had been in the private room the whole time, just hiding under the table and secretly eating by herself.

Jiang Nansun wouldn't let Zhu Suosuo off the hook, and continued to press, "Also, where did your lipstick go?"

Actually, she felt a little envious and jealous of her best friend. Why was she always treated like a dog, when they were both women?

When Jiang Nansun asked her, Zhu Suosuo made up an excuse: "I must have accidentally rubbed it off while eating Japanese food."

"That's not right," Jiang Nansun said, feigning doubt. "How could food fall like that?"

They both knew why the lipstick had come off. But one couldn't tell, and neither could the other.

Zhu Suosuo felt helpless. She felt her best friend was being rather aggressive today.

Then, she looked at Jiang Nansun and immediately noticed: "Nansun, your lipstick is on too!"

"Oh." Jiang Nansun nodded frankly and said, "I also dropped it while eating Japanese food."

That's why Song Yang wasn't around. If he had heard them talking about Japanese food, he would definitely have given them a piece of his mind. After all, that wasn't just any Japanese food; it was authentic Japanese cuisine.

After quickly rinsing her mouth and reapplying her lipstick, Zhu Suosuo said to Jiang Nansun, "Nansun, you can take a taxi home later. I won't be going home tonight."

Hearing Zhu Suosuo's words, Jiang Nansun nearly broke down. "You think I don't want to go back?!" But without Song Yang's permission, how could she dare leave like this? She didn't think Song Yang had called her out so simply. What happened in the private room was just a small test. Who knew what would happen next?

However, Jiang Nansun had already come to terms with it. At worst, it would just be like last time. He could simply stay home and recuperate for a few more days. Of course, he couldn't tell Zhu Suosuo these things.

Jiang Nansun feigned confusion: "Not going back? Planning to go to a hotel with your boyfriend?"

Zhu Suosuo rolled her eyes and said with dissatisfaction, "You know it, why did you have to say it out loud?"

Although Zhu Suosuo had secretly taken a bite in the private room, she wasn't satisfied, and her temper was flaring up. This night was definitely going to be a sleepless one.

Chapter 541: Song Yang: Then I'll be gentler?!

Having finally gotten a chance to spend time with Song Yang, Zhu Suosuo didn't want to be disturbed. Even if that person was her best friend, someone she was so close to that they could practically share a pair of pants.

What Zhu Suosuo didn't know was that Jiang Nansun also wanted to go home, but she couldn't. So, faced with Zhu Suosuo's attempt to get rid of her, she could only give a perfunctory reply. What exactly to do depended on Song Yang's arrangements. Jiang Nansun was confident that Song Yang wouldn't let her leave so easily. The two tidied themselves up and returned to their private room.

Song Yang had already paid the bill. Seeing the two return, he said, "I've already paid the bill. Go change your clothes. I'll go get the car and wait for you there."

The two nodded in unison and followed the waiter to the changing room. A short while later, they emerged, having changed their clothes.

Before even getting into the car, Zhu Suosuo winked at Jiang Nansun. Jiang Nansun understood, glanced at Song Yang, and then said, "It's getting late. I'm going home now."

Regardless of whether Song Yang will agree to let her leave, it's always good to try. If it works out, she'll escape a disaster without having to open the door for him.

Zhu Suosuo was very satisfied and was about to speak when Song Yang interrupted, saying, "Miss Jiang, it's too dangerous for a girl like you to go home alone so late at night. I've booked a presidential suite nearby. Suosuo and I will share a room, and you can have your own. That way, we can avoid any irreparable accidents on the way."

Faced with Song Yang's reasoning, Jiang Nansun could only remain silent. In her mind, the biggest surprise was simply that he had messed things up. What surprises could possibly happen if I went back alone? I'm not a three-year-old!

Seeing that Song Yang wanted to keep Jiang Nansun, Zhu Suosuo also objected: "Husband, isn't this inappropriate?"

Zhu Suosuo didn't have any other thoughts. She just felt that with outsiders around, she wouldn't be able to let loose and couldn't be as unrestrained as last time. She knew how intense that scene would be. Once she opened her mouth, she knew she would definitely be heard.

However, Song Yang's words weren't entirely unreasonable. With her best friend being so beautiful, an accident could easily happen. After thinking for a moment, Zhu Suosuo came up with a compromise: "Let's get Nan Sun a separate room."

Before Song Yang could speak, Jiang Nansun said, "No need, this is fine. I'll go and fall asleep as soon as I get there, it won't affect your work."

Song Yang was very satisfied with Jiang Nansun's performance. He gave her an appreciative look, indicating that he would give her a small reward.

Hearing Song Yang's hint, Jiang Nansun's heart skipped a beat. He felt somewhat uneasy, but deep down, there was also a glimmer of expectation.

Finally, Song Yang made the decision: "Alright, you can get in the car. My Suosuo is itching for a ride."