Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

"Screw your protein!"

Qin Yumo glared at Song Yang and asked suspiciously:

"You did it?"

"Ah."

Song Yang nodded:

"Get up and change your clothes quickly. Sister Yifei went next door to call someone. You don't have much time."

"Then I'll have to give it a good try."

Qin Yumo turned over and got up. Although she had only slept for less than an hour, she had recovered quite a bit.

Taking advantage of Hu Yifei's absence, Qin Yumo returned to her room upstairs.

"This little rascal is actually quite considerate."

The thought of Song Yang inviting her to dinner actually made Qin Yumo feel a little touched.

"It would be better if it weren't so rude."

On second thought, in those situations, it seems that being a bit rougher might be more effective.

It was extremely dangerous; just as Qin Yumo entered the room, Hu Yifei returned.

Seeing that Hu Yifei had returned alone, Song Yang asked:

Are none of the neighbors here?

"Zeng Xiaoxian is here, but he's sleeping. He has to work the night shift, so I won't disturb him."

Hu Yifei sat down at the dining table and continued:

"Guan Gu and Youyou went to work together, saying they were looking for inspiration, while Zhang Wei went to work."

"As for Lu Ziqiao, he's probably off chasing girls again."

"They don't have the chance to taste your cooking today; only I can enjoy it."

"And me."

Just then, Qin Yumo's voice came from upstairs.

"Yu Mo?"

Hu Yifei looked at Qin Yumo coming downstairs and said in surprise:

"You're home? Didn't you go to work?"

work?

I feel completely exhausted, how am I supposed to go to work?

Qin Yumo inwardly scoffed, secretly glancing at the impassive Song Yang, and said:

"I wasn't feeling well, so I took a day off to rest at home."

"uncomfortable?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Yifei asked with concern:

"After we finish eating, I'll take you to the hospital to get checked out."

"no need."

Qin Yumo shook her head and refused:

"I'm just tired, I just need to rest more."

Going to the hospital isn't necessary, but you'll still need some ointment to reduce the swelling.

"alright."

Hu Yifei didn't insist and greeted them:

"Let's eat first, and try Song Yang's cooking together."

Qin Yumo wasn't going to be polite to Song Yang, just as he wasn't going to be polite to her; she just walked in without a word.

After sitting down, I saw the familiar name of the pharmacy and my heart skipped a beat. I wondered to myself, "Did this guy go to the pharmacy to buy medicine?"

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the contents were not pills, but a syringe and a tube.

Like Hu Yifei, Qin Yumo couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:

Why did you buy this?

Song Yang smiled slightly and said:

You'll find out later.

Suddenly, Qin Yumo felt a chill run down her spine.

A woman's intuition told her that this thing was definitely meant for her.

As for its purpose, she didn't know, but she was certain it wouldn't be anything good.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Dinner with the Flight Attendant

Two days later.

The urban-rural fringe area.

Su Yunjin took the package she had just received and went back to her room.

Her room was small and simply furnished: a bed, a desk covered with books, a lamp, and an alarm clock.

Besides these, there's only a wardrobe for storing clothes.

After locking the door and drawing the curtains, Su Yunjin couldn't wait to open the package.

She had already promised that when she received the package, she would try it on as soon as possible to see how it looked, and then find an opportunity to take some photos and send them to Song Yang.

"This is..."

As soon as she opened the package and took out the clothes inside, Su Yunjin's face instantly turned bright red:

"Brother Song Yang, you're so mean!"

Looking at the clothes in her hands, Su Yunjin stomped her feet in embarrassment.

If Song Yang were nearby, she would definitely punch him a few times with her little fists.

After hesitating for a long time with her face flushed, Su Yunjin decided to try it on first to see how it looked.

After checking the room locks again and making sure the curtains were drawn, Su Yunjin, with an extremely uneasy heart, slowly took off her clothes.

The process of acquiring the school swimsuit was not complicated, and Su Yunjin put it on easily.

Soon, a blue school swimsuit appeared on Su Yunjin's body, the tight material clinging to the girl's slender figure and outlining her shapely curves.

Not only that, but she also wore a pair of white over-the-knee stockings on her two long, shapely legs.

"How embarrassing!"

Looking at herself in the mirror, Su Yunjin was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at herself for long. Her delicate face was so red that it looked like it could be pinched until it bled, and it felt like it was about to steam.

After trying it on and seeing how it looked, Su Yunjin quickly took it off and changed into her own clothes.

"Huh, bad guy!"

Su Yunjin placed the clothes she had taken off on the bed and spat, her face flushed.

I thought to myself, I absolutely won't take a picture and send it to that bastard, unless...

Around 7pm.

In Shanghai, Song Yang received a message from Su Yunjin:

"Brother Song Yang, I received the clothes."

"Brother Song Yang, you're so mean!"

Between the lines, one can almost see a blushing young girl, her face full of shyness.

Imagining how Su Yunjin would look in it, Song Yang replied to the message:

"It's just a swimsuit."

"Yunjin, have you worn it yet?"

Su Yunjin replied very quickly:

"Brother Song Yang, you're lying. If it's a swimsuit, why would it have stockings?"

"Hmph, I would never wear those clothes, let alone take a picture and send it to you!"

At this moment, Song Yang was like a big bad wolf, patiently coaxing a little white rabbit:

"Yunjin, those are clothes I carefully picked out for you, just let me see them."

"No, no, it's too embarrassing to have my picture taken."

Is taking photos too embarrassing?

Upon seeing this message, Song Yang's lips curled into a smile.

Before he could reply, Su Yunjin sent another message:

"Brother Song Yang, I miss you so much."

"My parents are going to Shanghai tomorrow, can you come visit me?"

"Okay, I'll definitely be there tomorrow."

"Brother Song Yang, when are you coming?"

Even through words, one can feel Su Yunjin's joy and excitement.

"At nine o'clock in the morning, we can have breakfast together then."

Song Yang did not disappoint Su Yunjin and gave her an accurate time.

"Okay, I'll pick you up from the station tomorrow."

"I have to talk to you now, Song Yang, my parents are looking for me."

I had just finished chatting with Su Yunjin when a voice came from behind me:

"Handsome, who are you chatting with so happily?"

At this moment, Song Yang was in a high-end restaurant. When he saw the person who had spoken sit down opposite him, he exclaimed in surprise:

"Why are you alone? Where is Miss Xing Lu?"

The person who took the seat was none other than Xing Lu's friend, with whom she had previously had a misunderstanding at the Rose Restaurant.

Mingzhen, who also works as a flight attendant, is a beautiful woman with outstanding looks, especially her legs, which appear even straighter and longer when she wears high heels.

Metaphorically speaking, it's like a perfect gun carriage.

Song Yang originally wanted to ask Xing Lu to come out and apologize, and also to get to know her better.

After all, there's still a flight attendant uniform provided by the system; it should be returned to its rightful owner.

He's a very principled person. He believes that if someone provides the lottery opportunity, the prize should be used on that person; it can't be wasted.

For example, the infinite version of the "Flicker Flash" skill, which he used against Qin Yumo so many times, was never actually used.

We're just waiting for the right time to use it on Hu Yifei, the one in question.

"What do you think?"

Mingzhen rolled his eyes and said:

"How can I forgive you for what you did to my Lulu?"

She and Xing Lu did not live in the company-provided dormitory, but rented an apartment outside. They were as close as sisters and could talk about almost anything.

I naturally know what happened at Rose Paradise last time.

Although Xing Lu described Song Yang as a shameless and despicable villain, Ming Zhen felt that there must be a misunderstanding. After all, how could someone so handsome be a bad person?

Therefore, Mingzhen did not tell Xinglu that she had given Song Yang a number that she could contact again.