Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Zhu Suosuo's face stiffened, and she quickly waved her hand: "You should wash it yourself. I'll wait for you outside."

Just as Jiang Nansun had thought, Zhu Suosuo's condition was equally bad. Her lips were swollen and red; how could she let anyone see that?

Seeing Zhu Suosuo flee in panic, Jiang Nansun smiled. Then he lifted the covers, revealing that she was completely naked underneath. After looking down at herself for a while, Jiang Nansun got up and went to the bathroom.

About twenty minutes later, Zhu Suosuo, who was waiting in the living room, looked at Jiang Nansun as he came out and said, "Why did it take you so long to take a shower?"

Jiang Nansun rolled her eyes and didn't answer. Inwardly, however, she couldn't help but think, "It's all because of your boyfriend. How can you clean things up without putting in some effort?"

Suddenly, Jiang Nansun realized something. These past two days weren't a safe period; something unexpected could very well happen.

Jiang Nansun's heart tightened instantly. Although he had cleaned everything up, he still felt uneasy. He considered going to the pharmacy, but then he thought about his situation in front of Song Yang and dismissed the idea.

She wondered if Song Yang would treat her better if she got pregnant. But the question was, did she really want to have this bastard's child? Jiang Nansun was conflicted.

Perhaps it was because they had been together for so long that Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo had developed a tacit understanding. Jiang Nansun was struggling with the issue of pregnancy, and Zhu Suosuo was also thinking about it. And like Jiang Nansun, these past few days were her fertile window. However, unlike Jiang Nansun, Zhu Suosuo wasn't conflicted; instead, she was very much looking forward to it.

Seeing Jiang Nansun approaching, Zhu Suosuo feigned helplessness: "Nansun, what should I do if I get pregnant?"

Jiang Nansun saw through Zhu Suosuo's thoughts and laughed, "If you're pregnant, just give birth to the baby."

Zhu Suosuo frowned: "But we're not married yet. Having a child out of wedlock is a very bad thing."

Marriage? Hearing Zhu Suosuo's words, Jiang Nansun almost burst out laughing. "Little sister, you're too naive! He's only after your body, how could he possibly marry you? You're not the only one who wants to marry him. I want to marry him too!"

After a pause, Jiang Nansun said, "Then let Song Yang propose to you."

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Zhu Suosuo shook her head, knowing it wasn't realistic. She and Song Yang had only known each other for a few days, and she was already asking him to propose. She might scare him away the moment she opened her mouth. Love should develop over time, shouldn't it?

Then, Zhu Suosuo looked at Jiang Nansun and asked suspiciously, "Nansun, why does your voice sound hoarse?"

Jiang Nansun remained calm and composed: "You probably have a cold. Your throat also sounds a bit off. Did you shout too much last night?"

Zhu Suosuo blushed and rolled her eyes, saying, "I also have a cold, okay?"

Chapter 546: Song Yang: They even bit until they bled!

Jiang Nansun smiled and gave Zhu Suosuo a knowing look. She didn't continue teasing her about it. After all, the reason for a hoarse voice is the same for everyone. If she were to delve into the details, she really wouldn't be able to explain it. Since everyone had a cold, then it was a cold.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, a cell phone rang.

Awakened by the noise, Song Yang opened his eyes, glanced around, and found the room empty. He shook his head and smiled, then followed the sound to his phone. Too lazy to check who was calling, he answered directly. He figured it was probably some woman who missed him.

Sure enough, as soon as the call connected, a woman's voice came from the phone: "Where are you now?"

"Yufei." Song Yang recognized the voice. He also sensed the resentment in the other person's tone. He guessed it was because he had taken the first blood.

Yufei's voice came again, her tone still calm: "I don't care where you are. Come over here right now, and we'll have a proper talk."

Hearing Yufei's resolute tone, Song Yang chuckled inwardly. He guessed what she wanted to talk about—nothing more than asking him to take responsibility.

Taking responsibility is no problem. But cutting ties with other women is absolutely impossible! Giving up a forest for a tree—even the commander of an independent regiment wouldn't do such a losing proposition. Song Yang, who grew up watching "Bright Sword," would never do it.

However, Song Yang did not refuse and agreed, "Okay, wait for me at Wenwen's house. I'll be right there."

"Okay," Yufei replied and hung up the phone.

Song Yang put down his phone and saw Zhu Suosuo walk in. Zhu Suosuo casually asked, "Honey, who was that on the phone? Why were you in such a hurry?"

"It's from the company," Song Yang casually made up an excuse. Then he got out of bed, found his clothes, and put them on.

Seeing that Song Yang was determined to leave, Zhu Suosuo said helplessly, "Honey, I was planning to go to the furniture store with you to decorate the house you gave me."

Song Yang walked over, kissed Zhu Suosuo on the cheek, and said, "You can go with Miss Jiang. I'll have my secretary transfer some money to your card later. Buy whatever you want. Buy the best, don't try to save me money."

After saying that, Song Yang looked at Jiang Nansun and continued, "Miss Jiang, please take good care of Suo Suo for me."

Jiang Nansun sighed inwardly. Just as she thought. Compared to calling her a "bitch," calling her "Miss Jiang" sounded much more pleasant.

But Jiang Nansun also knew that this was only because Song Yang didn't want Zhu Suosuo to know about it yet. When Song Yang no longer wanted to hide it, he wouldn't be so hesitant. And she had a feeling that day wasn't far off.

Song Yang left, without a trace, leaving behind only two women, each with their own thoughts. On his way to Gao Wen's house, Song Yang called Shen Bing and asked her to transfer some money to Zhu Suosuo's card. He also transferred some to Jiang Nansun as a reward for her obedience yesterday. Almost simultaneously, text messages confirming the transfers arrived on both of their phones.

Zhu Suosuo glanced at it, unable to hide her surprise: "My husband transferred a million to me!"

Jiang Nansun also checked her phone. It was another payment notification. Like Zhu Suosuo, it was a huge sum of one million yuan. This made her sigh, "That bastard is really rich! Two million is like two yuan to him, he just casually gave it away."

Of course, Jiang Nansun understood the purpose of the money. It was probably a reward for his obedience. He had been quite obedient last night, doing whatever he was told. So, being a dog wasn't without its advantages.

But Jiang Nansun didn't want a reward. He wanted Song Yang to change his opinion of him. It's not like you have to be a dog to act like this. He can still act however he wants.

About half an hour later, Song Yang drove to Gao Wen's house. He didn't have a key, so he had to ring the doorbell.

Inside the room, Yufei, dressed neatly, sat expressionlessly on the sofa. She was still wearing Gao Wen's clothes, both the outer garment and the underwear.

"Ding-dong..." Hearing the doorbell, Yufei's expressionless face softened slightly. She knew it was the person she was waiting for. Thinking this, she got up to open the door.

In her haste, she took too big a step. A sharp pain shot through her, causing her to wince. Yufei had no choice but to slow down. Although she was much slower, it was only a short distance. Soon, Yufei reached the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw the man who had taken her virginity standing there, looking at her with a smile.

Feeling the lingering pain all over her body, Yufei was instantly enraged and pounced on him. Then, she opened her small mouth and bit Song Yang's shoulder.

Song Yang was utterly helpless at Yufei's actions. At the same time, he was filled with mixed emotions. Why did women always seem to bite their own shoulders? And why did they always choose the left side?

Even Song Yang himself couldn't remember exactly how many women had left their teeth marks on his left shoulder.

Having grown accustomed to this, Song Yang didn't stop Yufei's actions. After a few minutes, he finally spoke, "That's enough, isn't it? You've even drawn blood from your bite."

Upon hearing this, Yufei quickly removed herself from Song Yang's shoulder. She wanted to check on him, but held back, saying calmly, "This is what you owe me!"

“That’s true.” Song Yang nodded, indicating his understanding: “I make you bleed, and you make me bleed. It’s fair!”

Fair?! Hearing Song Yang's words, Yufei almost couldn't resist biting him again. This is fair?! What kind of blood did I bleed?! Can blood be compared like this? My blood was…

Forget it. Yufei stopped thinking about these things. After all, no matter how much she thought about it, it was impossible to get it back; what's gone is gone. What she should be thinking about now is dealing with their relationship.

Chapter 547: Song Yang: You're not the last one!

After entering the house, the two sat facing each other on the sofa in the living room. Yufei remained silent, unsure how to speak. Song Yang's gaze lingered on her, scrutinizing her closely. He was particularly struck by her pretty face, its rosy complexion far surpassing that of yesterday. A touch of mature charm, a result of her transformation, shone through in her eyes, making her even more captivating. Finally, he glanced at Yufei's clothing; it was clearly Gao Wen's.

Withdrawing his admiring gaze, Song Yang took the initiative to speak: "Say what you want to say."

Meeting Song Yang's gaze, Yufei lowered her eyes. She only dared to meet his eyes when he spoke. But she didn't get straight to the point; instead, she looked at Song Yang's shoulder, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes: "Should I treat your wound first?"

She knew how hard she had bitten. There was definitely bleeding, even through her clothes. If it wasn't treated quickly, it could easily become infected.

Faced with Yufei's concern, Song Yang did not refuse: "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Seeing that Song Yang agreed, Yu Fei stood up and said, "Sit down for a while, I'll go find some disinfectant."

Perhaps it was because he was the first man, but Yufei took it all very seriously. Even with her limited mobility, she went to find him herself. Of course, the bond with First Blood also played a significant role. From the moment she saw blood, a deep connection had been forged.

Soon, Yufei came over with a home first-aid kit: "Take off your clothes first."

"Okay." Song Yang nodded and quickly took off his shirt.

Looking at Song Yang's upper body, his well-defined muscles exuded a powerful aura. Just looking at him was enough to make one dizzy. Even though she knew this all too well, Yu Fei couldn't help but blush slightly. She leaned against him, her gaze falling on Song Yang's shoulder. There, a clearly visible tooth mark was oozing blood.

Yufei, seeing this, seemed to empathize: "Are you in pain?"

Song Yang hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "It shouldn't be as painful as it was for you back then."

Hearing this, Yufei glared at Song Yang and said, "Don't be so indecent, okay? Just bear with it, it might hurt a little." As she spoke, Yufei picked up a cotton swab and dipped it in disinfectant.

"Wait a minute," Song Yang called out to stop them.

Yufei's hand froze in mid-air, looking puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Song Yang patted his thigh and laughed, "It's inconvenient for you to do it like this. Sit on my lap."

Yufei fell silent. She knew perfectly well what Song Yang was thinking. He simply wanted to take advantage of her.

But then I thought, the biggest advantage has already been taken. And looking at Song Yang's shoulder, I need to treat it quickly. Every second I delay increases the risk of infection.

After a moment's hesitation, Yufei sat down: "Is this alright? Don't move around!"

Song Yang didn't move, only holding Yu Fei's slender waist. But some things were beyond his control. Yu Fei became restless as soon as the disinfectant was applied. She knew perfectly well what was causing the problem. She tried to stand up, but Song Yang's arms were very tight. Helpless, Yu Fei could only continue treating the wound. Only after the wound was treated did she say, "Can you let go of me now?"

"No way." Song Yang shook his head and whispered in Yu Fei's ear, "I'm really angry right now!"

Yufei's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a little numb. Actually, even without Song Yang saying anything, she could sense it, and she didn't really want to refuse. It's just that she was in no condition to handle such a big problem. If she forced herself to, things could easily go wrong.

So Yufei could only shake her head: "It really won't work! I'm not better yet."

“I know.” Song Yang expressed his understanding, then said, “But didn’t I teach you yesterday?” “It’s not like there’s only one way to go.”

Meeting Song Yang's eager gaze, Yufei couldn't bear to refuse. She thought it wouldn't be too late to talk about it after everything was settled.

After a long while, Song Yang leaned against the bathroom door and said into it, "That's about enough, isn't it...?"

Inside the bathroom. Yufei was brushing her teeth, her mouth full of toothpaste foam. Hearing Song Yang's urging, she couldn't help but turn around: "It's all because of you!"

Song Yang smiled and said, "I'm not worried about you starving. You haven't eaten since yesterday, have you? I could hear your stomach growling just now."

Yufei opened her mouth, barely resisting the urge to spit the foam in her mouth onto Song Yang's face. She hadn't eaten, that was true, but what good was all that stuff? But then again, she was genuinely hungry. From last night until now, the energy she'd expended hadn't been replenished. What Song Yang gave her was just a drop in the ocean.

Soon, Yufei finished getting ready. Song Yang took her to a nearby restaurant. After they had almost finished eating, Yufei finally spoke: "How do you plan to handle our relationship?"

Song Yang had anticipated this, and remained calm: "Tell me your thoughts."

Seeing that Song Yang was passing the buck to her, Yufei didn't mince words and stated her thoughts directly: "I can be your girlfriend. But you can't associate with other women in the future!" She then emphasized, "Wenwen is out of the question too!"

Faced with Yufei's suggestion, Song Yang shook his head and smiled: "You can be my girlfriend. As for not seeing other women in the future, that's impossible."

"You bastard!" Yufei exclaimed angrily when Song Yang refused without even thinking. "I gave you my first time!"

Song Yang didn't take it seriously and said calmly, "Many women have given me their first time. I can't abandon them for you. I'm not a fickle scumbag."

Upon hearing Song Yang say that he wasn't a scumbag, Yufei was shocked: "How could you say something like that?!"

"Why can't you say it?" Song Yang remained calm and said frankly, "Everything has its order of arrival. Besides, you won't be the last one."

Chapter 548: Deng Xiaoqi: My mom isn't home!

Yufei fell silent. Faced with Song Yang's words, she truly didn't know what to say. But the result was clear: he had rejected her. She said nothing, simply stood up, glanced at Song Yang one last time, and left the private room.

Seeing this, Song Yang did not stop the other party. Anyway, with the bond of First Blood, the other party would come to their senses sooner or later.

He wouldn't act recklessly or do anything that would betray him. Song Yang was now thinking about the collaboration between the three beauties of the frontier. Gao Wen and Yu Fei already knew each other, which saved them a lot of trouble. If they invited Shen Bing along, they'd have a mahjong table ready.

Just as Song Yang was about to leave the restaurant, his phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Deng Xiaoqi calling.

Looking up, I realized it's Friday. Life's been so busy I've lost track of time. So I didn't schedule Zou Yu's business trip. Looks like I won't be able to deepen my relationship with Su Yunjin this week. But then again, it's not like there's no chance.

But then again, it's only a little before 2 PM. School should still be open. Calling at this hour must have a purpose. They probably want to arrange things in the next few days before Su Yunjin does.

Thinking of this, Song Yang smiled and answered the phone: "Xiao Qi, shouldn't you still be in class at this time?"

"I'm not feeling well, so I'm taking the day off." Deng Xiaoqi's strong voice came through the phone, sounding nothing like she was unwell.

Song Yang knew this was an excuse, but he still asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Of course..." Deng Xiaoqi paused mid-sentence, then added, "Brother, where are you now? I'll come find you now, or you can come pick me up. I'll tell you what's wrong when we meet."

"Okay." Song Yang agreed: "Wait for me at the school gate, I'll be there right away." After hanging up the phone, Song Yang left the restaurant and headed straight for Elite Middle School.

At the gate of Elite Middle School, Deng Xiaoqi put down her phone with a smile on her face.

She glanced back at the school and said smugly, "Su Yunjin, this weekend, it's my turn to spend time with my brother!"

Just as Song Yang had guessed, Deng Xiaoqi took leave to reserve a spot in advance, avoiding the situation where she could only eat Su Yunjin's leftovers, just like before. Although there was still a lot of food, her appetite was huge, and one round wasn't enough to satisfy her.

Besides that, Deng Xiaoqi also wanted to have a formal date with Song Yang. Their relationship had gotten so deep they couldn't go any further. But every time they met, it was in bed. While she wanted to enjoy it, it lacked a certain sense of ceremony.

While waiting for Song Yang to pick her up, Deng Xiaoqi was filled with anticipation, but also struggling with a dilemma. Should she put on makeup while she still had time? And while she was at it, find a place to change out of her school uniform. She wasn't as pretty as Su Yunjin, but her makeup skills far surpassed Su Yunjin's. Even if she still couldn't compare to Su Yunjin after makeup, it would at least make her look a little prettier.

After careful consideration, Deng Xiaoqi abandoned the idea. She remembered what Song Yang had said: Going makeup-free is fine, and wearing a school uniform is even more energetic. That's what they call youthful spirit.

About half an hour later, Song Yang's car came into Deng Xiaoqi's sight. Before Song Yang could drive over, she jogged over.

Seeing this, Song Yang immediately stopped the car. After Deng Xiaoqi got in, he asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to get a shot?"

"Brother, you're finally here!" Deng Xiaoqi exclaimed excitedly, her fair face flushing red.

She didn't answer Song Yang's question, but instead leaned in and hugged his neck eagerly and passionately. Then she closed her eyes and offered her cherry-like lips.

A few minutes later, the two separated. Deng Xiaoqi, still wanting more, said, "Brother, I feel unwell in many ways. But let's not rush the injection. Let's go on our date first, okay?" By the end, Deng Xiaoqi had already hugged Song Yang's arm, employing a woman's unique skill: the art of coquetry.

Song Yang smiled and said, "Aren't we going to hurry up?"

Deng Xiaoqi was prepared and said smugly, "My mom went on a business trip out of town. She won't be back for the next couple of days. Brother, will you just stay with me for the next couple of days?"