Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

But Fang Hui misheard it as Song Yang confessing his feelings to her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she forgot to struggle, rejecting him with a cry:

"No, I already have a boyfriend, you know that."

"My heart belongs only to Chen Xun!"

"What does that matter?"

Song Yang shook his head and smiled:

"Does having someone in your heart affect what we were doing just now?"

"As for Yun Jin, I'm actually doing this for her own good. You should be able to see that she alone can't satisfy my appetite."

"Besides, she's still in school. If I contact her too often, it could affect her studies."

"Since you say you're Yun Jin's good friend, it's only right that a good friend should take care of her boyfriend."

Hearing Song Yang's words, which were even worse than those of a scumbag, Fang Hui felt that her young heart had been greatly shocked.

How could there be such a bastard in the world? And I just had to let this bastard sleep with me!

Her eyes, still brimming with lingering anger, were filled with rage as she gritted her teeth and said:

How could you say such a thing!

"You're a complete bastard!"

"How could Xiao Jin fall for a man like you!"

"Don't you like it?"

Song Yang lowered his head and whispered in Fang Hui's ear:

"You were holding me really tight inside just now."

"..."

Fang Hui was speechless, truly at a loss for words.

Is that what I want to hold you in my arms?

Given what just happened, you picked me up completely, my feet barely touching the ground, so what else could I do but cling to you tightly?

Aren't you afraid Xiao Jin will find out?

The scene from earlier flashed through her mind. Suppressing her turbulent emotions, Fang Hui questioned:

"How can you do this to her behind her back? How can you face her like this?"

"I will give her a bright future."

Song Yang said seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker; it was his flight to Shanghai.

"Alright, I should get on the plane now."

"You mentioned before that you got your driver's license, right? You can keep that car."

"Next time I come to the capital, I'll trouble you to pick me up."

Without waiting for Fang Hui to accept or not, he took out his car keys, stuffed them into her hand, and then turned and left.

Watching Song Yang turn and disappear from sight, Fang Hui's eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Looking down at the car keys in his hand, and thinking about what Song Yang had said before he left, he suddenly had the urge to throw the keys away.

They said this was the last time, how could there be a next time!

If they make me come to pick them up, wouldn't that be like walking into the lion's den, just like today?

She would never give Song Yang another chance to bully her.

The new house, preserved for eighteen years, was originally intended to be the first place her future husband would move into on their wedding night.

But now Song Yang has moved in first, and not only has he moved in several times, but he also wants to stay for a long time. How could we possibly agree to that!

Especially since the things that move in are huge, and with the opportunity to move in and make a fuss, the small house can be quickly renovated into a large house.

Given the current situation, there are already signs that things are beyond repair.

Originally, there were two hidden doors, but after many entries and exits, they are no longer completely concealed.

Not only that, but even closing the door is no longer as easy as before; it simply won't close properly.

Actually, this knowledge is quite obscure, and Fang Hui, as a soon-to-be college student, knew nothing about it.

Simply put, a house is a house, a car is a car, driving is driving, and a steering wheel is a steering wheel.

However, after Song Yang's enlightening guidance, he suddenly realized that he only had a superficial understanding of many things.

It turns out that the mouth can do more than just eat, talk, and kiss.

There's also the issue of apartment layouts.

She vividly remembered what Song Yang had said to her when she first met him in Shanghai, before he checked into his hotel:

It's barren and so shiny it reflects your image. It looks like a steamed bun. It's not only beautiful but also functional. It's just a bit cramped, and I almost couldn't live in it.

This statement is obviously wrong when it comes to houses. Shouldn't a house be as spacious as possible? But Song Yang said that it would be more comfortable to live in that way.

Later I understood the difference and why Song Yang praised himself so much.

It can only be said that after having contact with Song Yang, my knowledge in this area has increased dramatically.

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Four p.m.

The flight Song Yang was on was landing at the airport.

As soon as I stepped out of the airport, Qin Yumo, who had been waiting there for half an hour, greeted me.

As Qin Yumo walked towards him, Song Yang looked on with admiration. He had to admit that her figure was becoming increasingly curvaceous.

Her mature charm, combined with her curvaceous figure, makes her exude an alluring charm with every move she makes.

Unlike Fang Hui and Su Yunjin, although they also have well-developed bodies, they still have a bit of childishness.

This requires time to develop; it's not something you can acquire simply by boarding a few ships.

Qin Yumo, who had already walked up to him, was just like a ripe peach.

You don't need to use much force to easily break it in half and enjoy its juicy and delicious flavor.

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Looking at Qin Yumo, who wore black-rimmed glasses and appeared somewhat quiet, Song Yang didn't hold back his praise:

"Yu Mo, your figure is getting better and better."

"Stop it!"

Qin Yumo rolled her eyes and asked curiously:

"I'm a little curious, why did you suddenly go to the capital?"

"Could there be other women in the capital besides me and Yifei?"

"if not."

Song Yang nodded frankly and boasted:

"I'm so handsome and rich, women will throw themselves at me wherever I go."

Seeing Song Yang's honesty, Qin Yumo was somewhat speechless, and casually said:

"Yes, there really is."

"Why don't you bring her back to Shanghai to see? As her god-sister, I could help you choose her."

"How do we ensure quality control?"

Song Yang smiled slightly, and said meaningfully:

"Like last time with Yifei?"

"You think beautiful!"

Qin Yumo glared at Song Yang, then urged him on:

"I don't care, but if you're so capable, go and persuade Yifei."

She believed that Hu Yifei would definitely not experience what happened last time.

Moreover, he had promised himself that he would no longer bother Song Yang.

In Qin Yumo's view, given Hu Yifei's strong personality, how could she possibly allow a man to have other women?

In other words, after spending so much time with Song Yang, I got so confused by this bastard that I couldn't bear to leave him.

Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that Hu Yifei only verbally agreed, but secretly she still occasionally ate Song Yang's fine food.

Chapter 96: Why is your knee swollen?!

The two of them walked and talked.

We arrived at the parking lot in just a few words.

Qin Yumo took the keys out of her bag and tossed them to Song Yang, saying:

"You drive."

"Row."

Song Yang nodded, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat.

Then Qin Yumo sat in the passenger seat, and when she fastened her seatbelt, she visibly sank in until she was out of sight.

Seeing this, Song Yang figured the breast enhancement exercises were starting to show results. He started the car and then asked:

When did you get your hair permed?

"You just found out."

Qin Yumo was somewhat displeased and raised her hand to brush her hair aside:

"You weren't here yesterday, so I got bored and went to get my hair permed."

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

Song Yang looked serious and said solemnly:

"I love women with big, wavy hair, and now all that's missing is the big waves."

Of these three requirements, the first two would have been completely unacceptable to Qin Yumo in the past.

Even if she had undergone a second development thanks to the "up breast enhancement exercise," she would only have reached a barely acceptable level.

Compared to Yang Zixi, who spent the whole night in Beijing yesterday, in this respect, it's still far from enough, two levels below.

It has to be said that, on average in China, it is a deadly weapon, and it is indeed irresistible.

This also allowed Song Yang to fully utilize his ball control skills, using various techniques with ease.

However, in his view, big things have their advantages, and small things are also precious. He wouldn't lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of small things, and both should be handled well.

Besides, there's the UP breast enhancement exercise, so it's okay if she's a little small. He can use his hands to help her achieve her dreams, just like Qin Yumo is now.

"wave?"

"Is that what you mean?"

Upon hearing Song Yang's words, Qin Yumo raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes behind her black-rimmed glasses became even more brimming with tears.

Then, a charming smile appeared on her face. She raised her hand to unbuckle her seatbelt and leaned her head closer to Song Yang.

"Wait, I'm still driving!"

Song Yang was slightly taken aback, not expecting Qin Yumo to be in such a hurry.

If you're not careful, the car could crash and you could die!

"Just drive, and watch your step!"