Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Song Yang smiled with satisfaction, turned around and said:

"I'm waiting for you in the living room. I hope Miss Zhao can get things done quickly."

"If Attorney He comes back halfway through and sees me here, the scene will probably not be pleasant."

"I don't care, but I'm worried about it affecting Ms. Zhao and Attorney He's family!"

Listening to Song Yang's insincere words, Zhao Mosheng gritted her teeth, wishing she could snatch the bowl of chicken soup and splash it on his face.

If you really didn't want to affect my relationship with He Yichen, why would you force me to agree to something so shameless?

But Zhao Mosheng didn't show any of the resentment in her heart. Instead, she smiled and said:

"Don't worry, we have all afternoon."

As he spoke, he went into the study, and the door slammed shut with a bang.

"All afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Song Yang's smile widened even further:

"Then we can have some fun."

Chapter 130: Zhao Mosheng's Unique Wine Glass!

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Song Yang sat down on the sofa in the living room, watching TV while waiting for Zhao Mosheng to come over and continue her performance.

Perhaps wanting to resolve Song Yang's threat as quickly as possible, Zhao Mosheng didn't stay in the study for long, coming out in less than five minutes.

Upon seeing Zhao Mosheng emerge, Song Yang's gaze fell upon her voluptuous and alluring body, and he chuckled:

"I have given you what you wanted."

"Now it's your turn to satisfy me."

"However, I'm a little worried that Miss Zhao might change her mind now, wouldn't she?"

I will keep my promise to you.

Zhao Mosheng remained calm as she walked over, picked up the chicken soup from the coffee table, and prepared to sit down next to Song Yang.

To everyone's surprise, Song Yang shook his head, then patted his thigh and said:

"Sit here."

"..."

Zhao Mosheng's delicate body stiffened, and she stared blankly at Song Yang.

"how?"

Song Yang looked at Zhao Mosheng with a calm expression and said indifferently:

"You can't even do this little thing?"

"Is this what Miss Zhao meant by 'keeping one's word'?"

"Fine, I dislike forcing people to do things against their will. In that case, I'll head back now."

What do you dislike most about forcing people to do things against their will?

Zhao Mosheng wanted to laugh, and she did laugh, but not in a mocking way of Song Yang's hypocrisy; rather, it was a charming smile.

Before Song Yang could get up, she lowered herself and plopped down on his lap, then said in a sweet voice:

"Come on, open your mouth."

This scene gave Song Yang a surreal feeling, as if he were witnessing Pan Jinlian poisoning Wu Dalang.

Fortunately, he wasn't Wu Dalang, and Zhao Mosheng wasn't calling him Dalang either; it was time to take his medicine.

The only thing they had in common was that there was indeed medicine in the soup, but it wasn't poison; it was a sleeping pill to help people sleep.

With a beautiful woman sitting in his arms, and an alluring fragrance wafting towards him, Song Yang, who was young and vigorous and had the energy to take on ten men, naturally became very tempted.

But he didn't rush to enjoy the delicious food before him. He first shook his head at the chicken soup Zhao Mosheng offered, then said directly:

"Miss Zhao, this is too unoriginal."

"I want you to feed me with your mouth."

Hearing the increasingly outrageous demands and feeling the sensation beneath her, Zhao Mosheng trembled with anger.

If she could, she would definitely smother Song Yang's face with the bowl in her hand to vent her anger.

But the current situation doesn't allow her to do that.

Perhaps the only thing one can do is to cover the other person's face with one's own weapon.

So now the question facing Zhao Mosheng is whether to sacrifice her own appetite to feed Song Yang, or to directly use her trump card.

There's no need to think about this at all. Kissing represents feelings, and she wouldn't kiss a man who forces her to.

Especially since she was sitting in Song Yang's lap, and he had a distinct perfume scent on him.

What does this mean? It means that the other person left the woman without even taking a shower and came over.

In this way, the only option is to sacrifice these twins who grew up together and became the object of desire for countless men.

Without waiting for Song Yang to urge her, Zhao Mosheng put down her bowl and took the initiative to deliver a powerful, fleshy impact, bumping right into him.

Song Yang was truly careless this time regarding Zhao Mosheng's lack of martial ethics.

No flash!

He was nearly knocked unconscious by the weapon.

Fortunately, he was experienced and had accumulated enough experience in dealing with similarly large weapons of mass destruction from Yang Zixi in the capital.

They quickly grasped the opponent's weakness and began to counterattack.

Although Song Yang was somewhat suspicious of Zhao Mosheng's sudden change, he thought that she wouldn't poison a rabbit, would she?

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A strange look flashed across Song Yang's face, which was completely submerged by the waves.

Nest grass!

This tastes off!

He truly hadn't expected Zhao Mosheng to actually pull such a stunt; it was clearly a painstaking effort.

However, this woman who had gone to great lengths still made a mistake; she had no idea that Song Yang's physique was already extraordinary.

Even if Song Yang ate all the things she had prepared, let alone the small amount he had already ingested, it wouldn't have any effect.

Having a physique three times that of an average person not only enhanced Song Yang's endurance and recovery ability, but also greatly improved his various resistances.

For example, being infected by disease is now almost impossible.

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Therefore, sleeping pills are of no use to Song Yang.

Even if it's a honey trap, He Yichen can easily subdue them if he steps in halfway through.

In his opinion, it was best if it wasn't a honey trap; otherwise, he wouldn't mind returning the favor and staging a classic scene from a Japanese adult film.

It is precisely because of this that Song Yang is confident enough to stage a scene of a powerful dragon crossing the river and crushing the local snake.

Otherwise, why would they be so foolish as to sneak in? They would have already found a hotel and waited for Zhao Mosheng to walk into the lion's den.

But Zhao Mosheng was unaware of all this. Looking down at Song Yang, who was happily consuming what she had set her up, she felt a surge of excitement within her trembling heart.

Almost there. Once the medicine takes effect and Song Yang falls asleep, we can proceed to the next step.

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As for now, these are all helpless choices, necessary sacrifices, and things we have no other choice but to do.

A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and seeing that Song Yang had already started to make advances and was about to change his position, Zhao Mosheng became anxious.

It's so painful from all that eating, why hasn't it had any effect yet?

Was the medicinal potency insufficient during soaking?

Thinking of this, Zhao Mosheng, in her haste, caught a glimpse of the red wine already opened on the coffee table and immediately came up with an idea.

"Wait, don't be in such a hurry."

Raising her hand to stop Song Yang from going any further, Zhao Mosheng smiled charmingly and reached for the red wine:

"How about we have some drinks to liven things up?"

"Oh?"

Song Yang looked up, curious about what tricks Zhao Mosheng was planning.

It's obvious that something must have been added to the wine.

"Wouldn't it taste better this way?"

Zhao Mosheng did not urge others to drink as usual, but instead raised the bottle in front of her and tilted it slightly.

Instantly, bright red liquid poured down, contrasting beautifully with the snow-white skin, creating a striking visual effect.

"Miss Zhao, you've truly broadened my horizons; I admire you more and more!"

Looking at the unique wine glass in front of him, Song Yang didn't stand on ceremony and drank it down in large gulps.

They've already invested a lot; wouldn't it be a waste of Zhao Mosheng's painstaking efforts if we didn't do it?

Chapter 131: An Unexpected Situation, He Yisheng Returns Home!

Watching Song Yang drink every last drop of the wine in his cup without wasting a single drop, Zhao Mosheng began to refill his cup. To allow time for the medicine to take effect, she poured it slowly, like a gentle stream.

Even so, after several attempts, not only was the bottle almost empty, but Zhao Mosheng was also starting to lose her grip on it.

Even with her strong will, she was still a woman after all, and how could she not react at all in such a situation?

Fortunately for Zhao Mosheng, hard work pays off.

Before anyone knew it, Song Yang, who had been glancing up every now and then to comment, had fallen asleep.

With his breathing even, Song Yang already looked handsome, but at this moment, sleeping peacefully with his head on my body, he was as quiet as a child.

"Song Yang, Song Yang..."

Concerned, Zhao Mosheng called out several times.

When "317" found that Song Yang still did not react, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and his heart was completely at ease. A smile of success appeared on his face, which was already flushed.

To Zhao Mosheng's dismay, the guy hadn't given in even while he was asleep.

It took Zhao Mosheng a lot of effort to free herself.

Looking at Song Yang, who was lying unconscious on the sofa, he glanced down at the meritorious official who had made great contributions, as if he had been tormented.

This made Zhao Mosheng so angry that she wanted to bite Song Yang, the culprit, to pieces.

These marks clearly won't fade away anytime soon, and if He Yichen discovers them, Zhao Mosheng won't know how to explain it.

He said he was bored at home and that's why he was sucking on it?

Given her natural advantages, she could certainly do that.

Well, that's not entirely wrong.

However, Zhao Mosheng knew the importance and urgency of the matter, and she could take her time to come up with a reasonable excuse.

Right now, my most important task is to take some photos of Song Yang from different angles, so that I can use them to my advantage.

"I need to hurry and grab my camera to take pictures!"

Zhao Mosheng muttered to herself and then turned to get the camera that she had prepared beforehand.

Photograph?

Just then, Song Yang, who thought Zhao Mosheng had been tricked, opened his eyes and stared at her departing figure.

Clearly, Song Yang wasn't asleep; he just wanted to see what tricks Zhao Mosheng, this married woman, would pull to protect He Yichen.