Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

"what are you doing!"

It was his girlfriend's voice, and Wu Di heard it clearly.

Based on the somewhat agitated tone in his voice, he had already imagined what was happening on the other end of the phone.

It seems his girlfriend wasn't willing to answer his calls, so someone nearby took pity on him and answered the call for him.

Although he didn't know who the person who helped him was, Wu Di was sincerely grateful to them for allowing him to communicate properly with his girlfriend.

In order not to let this kind person's good intentions go to waste, Wu Di quickly began to apologize over the phone:

"Xiao Xi, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said you were vain."

"Where are you? I'll come pick you up right now."

"..."

After waiting for a while, Yang Zixi's voice did not come from the other end of the phone.

If it weren't for the occasional sounds like someone eating something, Wu Di would have thought the call had ended.

They're eating popsicles, aren't they?

Wu Di guessed based on the subtle movements.

But then his expression changed, not because he had discovered anything, but because he remembered that Yang Zixi's period was in a few days, and he quickly reminded her:

"Xiao Xi, are you eating an ice pop?"

"Your period is coming in a few days, so you absolutely can't eat too much!"

"I like to eat, it's none of your business!"

This time, Yang Zixi's voice finally came through, speaking rapidly, as if she were in a hurry:

"I'll hang up if there's nothing else!"

"No, no, no, don't hang up."

Wu Di quickly stopped him, and said ingratiatingly:

"I'm doing this for your health's sake."

"I'm perfectly healthy now!"

Yang Zixi's tone was quite impatient, with a slight tremor in her voice:

Are you going to hang up or not?

Hanging up the phone is just a matter of pressing a button, but Yang Zixi didn't hang up, as if she was waiting for Wu Di to do so.

Wu Di also noticed this and was secretly pleased, feeling that his girlfriend still loved him.

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"I won't hang up!"

Yang Zixi, who was eating, was so angry that she trembled all over when she heard Wu Di's voice.

She wanted to hang up the phone to avoid her boyfriend finding out something, but Song Yang wouldn't allow her to do so.

Even the act of answering the phone just now was done by Song Yang.

Yang Zixi is now filled with regret, not because she regrets coming back with Song Yang, but because she regrets forgetting to turn off her phone.

What angered her even more was that it was because of Wu Di's phone call that Song Yang found out she had a boyfriend.

How can I then live happily ever after with someone else?

Just moments ago, I told someone I was single.

I'm willing to do these things I've never done before, not because of money, but because I genuinely enjoy them and am willing to give everything for them.

It's absurd to say you truly like someone the first time you meet them, but love at first sight isn't unheard of.

But all of this was wasted because of this phone call.

What Yang Zixi didn't know was that Song Yang knew perfectly well that she had a boyfriend.

At first, he didn't intend to answer Wu Di's call; he just wanted to fully appreciate Yang Zixi's confident and composed demeanor, and then remain calm and wait for the right moment to act.

However, Yang Zixi's phone kept ringing, which was really annoying. In desperation, she could only do some wicked things.

Chapter 94: Fang Hui: This is the last time!

The next day.

Yang Zixi didn't wake up until the sun was high in the sky.

As soon as I regained consciousness, I immediately felt something strange behind me and instinctively reached out to touch it.

What I got was a fluffy tail, which felt really nice to the touch, much smoother than the fur on those mink coats.

Yang Zixi frowned, wanting to ask Song Yang if it was time to take it down, only to find that there was no one beside her.

"Song Yang".

I called out a few times, but received no response; it was as if they had already left.

However, Yang Zixi still dared not take down the photos she took yesterday from 6 a.m. this morning.

They had no choice but to get up with their tails between their legs and search for Song Yang to see if he had really left.

If they don't leave, they'll get whipped if they take it down.

So Yang Zixi now looks like a fox transformed into human form, wagging her tail as she walks out of the bedroom.

As soon as Yang Zixi stepped out of the bedroom, she saw a stack of red banknotes on the dining table not far away, with a note underneath.

Looking at the money on the table, Yang Zixi's expression changed slightly. She liked money and needed money, but not in this way.

What she wanted was a lasting love with Song Yang, not just a fleeting romance on the night of 270, even if the stack of banknotes looked like it contained over 100,000 yuan.

Because she knew very well that if she really became Song Yang's girlfriend, she could get far more than just 100,000 yuan.

It's not just about money; in other aspects, Song Yang is far superior to her boyfriend.

That enormous creature was terrifying, giving her an experience she had never had before.

With a stern face, Yang Zixi removed the 100,000 yuan and picked up the note underneath:

"You did a great job, I really liked it. Don't throw those things away. I hope to see you again next time and look forward to an even better performance from you."

Seeing that it said there would be another chance to meet, Yang Zixi couldn't help but show her joy and felt smug.

It seems that the approach of yielding and letting the other party manipulate you is not without its effects.

And now, she's already lingering over herself, still remembering how someone praised her voice for being so unique.

Maybe if I come a few more times, meet their requirements, and show them my sincerity, I can move them to agree to a permanent position.

No.

It seems there are other possibilities for being promoted to a permanent position.

(acfd) Suddenly remembering something, Yang Zixi subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

It feels perfectly flat to the touch, yet you can still sense a subtle feeling of fullness.

As for why this phenomenon occurs.

Just imagining Song Yang making cream puffs, Yang Zixi looked down at her stomach, her face full of anticipation:

You'd better step up your game!

Although these things depend entirely on luck, reaching the finish line directly every time and avoiding so many detours will surely increase the chances of success.

As for her boyfriend Wu Di, she had long since forgotten about him.

Not only do they have no money, but they also don't have as much capital as others, and they don't even have as many tricks up their sleeves. They are truly useless!

He was acting like a fool, keeping the phone on and on, making me afraid to even make a sound, feeling incredibly stifled.

He even believed himself when he said he was jogging at night in slippers, and reminded himself not to run too fast so as not to fall and hurt his knees.

In addition, there is another problem: the roads that have been used by large vehicles have inevitably become much wider, leaving no room for small cars.

With this question in mind, Yang Zixi picked up the 100,000 yuan on the table without any qualms.

I've decided to use a portion of that money to enroll in a yoga class, to get some exercise, improve my flexibility, and also prevent my body from becoming sluggish.

When she meets Song Yang again, even if she doesn't conceive, she can still use her charm to gain a firmer grip on his weaknesses.

Turning back to the bedroom, Yang Zixi first took off the tail that had never left her side except when she set off.

Then he packed up other things, such as ropes, whips, and unused candles, and stuffed them all into his bag.

Then I took a shower, got dressed, and went to check out with my room key and receipt. I got my several thousand yuan deposit back.

Stepping out of the hotel and looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Yang Zixi felt great.

Because life has become more promising, and there is hope for rising to prominence, provided that the opportunity is seized.

Should I take the initiative to go to Shanghai to find him?

The thought had barely formed in Yang Zixi's mind when she suddenly realized what it meant.

Aside from knowing that Song Yang was from Shanghai, she knew nothing else about him.

They didn't even know how big it was; the only place they knew was the size, which they determined by measuring it themselves using various methods.

However, even if you don't know anything about her, the fact that she's rich is a certainty, so there's no possibility of her being sexually exploited.

at the same time.

The restrooms at Beijing Airport.

A tall figure wearing a light-colored dress ran out.

"Cough cough..."

As soon as the figure came out, he leaned against the sink and coughed incessantly, as if he had eaten too much and choked on something.

After coughing for a while, she finally calmed down a bit. She then gulped down a few mouthfuls of tap water and spat it out before raising her head to let the mirror in front of her reflect a delicate face with fair and rosy skin, smooth and supple, still retaining a touch of childishness.

Immediately after, Song Yang came out, looked at the girl in the mirror—no, it should be a woman—and slowly walked behind her, smiling:

"Fang Hui, I'm so happy that you came to see me off."

Looking at Song Yang standing behind her in the mirror, Fang Hui subconsciously tensed up after what had just happened, fearing it would happen again.

At that moment, she felt immense regret for telling Song Yang that she had bought a new phone and changed her number.

And why did you still come to the airport to see me off, even though you clearly knew what was going to happen?

What she couldn't understand even more was why she would go home specifically to change into a dress.

Was it because the jeans I wore yesterday were too inconvenient, so I wanted to make it easier for Song Yang to come in?

Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out!

Fang Hui felt incredibly pathetic; she clearly had a girlfriend, yet her heart only belonged to Chen Xun.

But why can't she refuse Song Yang? Is it just because he's the first man to enter her body?

But no matter what, this can't go on!

Fang Hui turned around, looking at Song Yang with a determined gaze, and said in a cold tone:

"Song Yang, this is the last time!"

"Let's never see each other again, and don't look for me anymore. I won't let you treat me like this again!"

"Xiao Jin is your girlfriend, and also my good friend. We can't let her down again!"

Chapter 95: Song Yang: I've fallen for you!

Hearing Fang Hui's resolute words, Song Yang stepped forward and embraced her. Looking down at her increasingly beautiful face, he said:

"But I've already fallen in love with you."

"What do you think we should do?"

Song Yang's words were very straightforward; he simply meant that he had fallen in love with her.