Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Hu Yifei, who was already so angry that she wanted to smash the soft bed, paused for a moment upon hearing this, and then quickly walked over.

When the door was opened, Song Yang was standing in the doorway, carrying something in his hand: famous soup dumplings.

"Sister Yifei, are you missing me?"

Song Yang held a steamed bun in one hand and waved his phone in the other. The screen showed more than a dozen missed calls from Hu Yifei in the past three minutes.

"I miss you, my foot!"

Hu Yifei glared at Song Yang and turned away, saying:

"Come in quickly."

As soon as Song Yang came in.

Extremely hungry, Hu Yifei couldn't wait to snatch the soup dumplings and eat them one after another.

Seeing Hu Yifei wolfing down her food, Song Yang, who had already eaten, was also getting a little hungry.

However, what he was craving wasn't the soup dumplings he bought himself.

Hu Yifei almost finished her food in one go, stopping when she had two left. She then looked at Song Yang, who had been staring at her, and assuming he wanted some too, handed them over, saying:

"Eat quickly if you want to, because I need you to go downstairs after you finish."

"Sister Yifei, are you really letting me eat this?"

Song Yang asked uncertainly.

"Just eat it, I've never seen you be so polite before!"

Hu Yifei said, clearly annoyed.

"Then I won't be polite."

Song Yang nodded, leaned in, and took a bite.

"you..."

Hu Yifei trembled, and the two bowls of soup dumplings in her hands fell to the ground.

after a little while.

Song Yang said to Hu Yifei, who was brushing her teeth and rinsing her mouth in the bathroom:

"Sister Yifei, I'm going downstairs now."

It's normal for women to be clean; for example, they'll rinse their mouths after drinking milk before bed.

"roll roll roll!"

Hearing Hu Yifei's incoherent speech, Song Yang smiled and left.

"boom!"

A door is heard.

Hu Yifei, who was brushing her teeth in front of the mirror in the bathroom, bit down hard on her toothbrush, regretting that she hadn't been ruthless enough to take a bite like that earlier, which almost made her choke to death.

The only thing that made Hu Yifei feel fortunate was that this time it went straight to her stomach.

Otherwise, I'll be filled with anxiety and wonder if I should go to the pharmacy to buy some more pills.

Song Yang returned quickly after leaving, carrying several pieces of clothing, including his underwear.

The clothes were bought casually at a nearby shopping mall, but the size fit Hu Yifei perfectly.

After careful investigation, we have a good understanding of Hu Yifei's body measurements.

"This guy..."

Hu Yifei, who was changing clothes in the bathroom, was somewhat speechless.

Putting aside the floral dress, the underwear she wore underneath was incredibly snug and form-fitting.

What does this mean? It means that Song Yang knows his size inside and out.

Besides the underwear and skirt, all that was left was a pair of not-so-transparent flesh-colored stockings.

"Keep this for yourself."

Hu Yifei didn't put them on; she left the bathroom and tossed the stockings to Song Yang.

"Sister Yifei, look at your knees."

Song Yang reached out and took it, then pointed and said:

"If I'm seen going back to my apartment like this, people will definitely misunderstand."

Hu Yifei looked down and immediately realized that what Song Yang said made a lot of sense.

only

Misunderstand?

Who on earth forced me to kneel on the ground for half an hour?!

"bring here."

Hu Yifei snatched it away and quickly put on the stockings.

They then left the room together, and Song Yang went to the front desk to check out and get his deposit back.

Hu Yifei, who was standing next to her, felt very strange. This scene looked just like a couple going out to check into a hotel.

Even though she had done everything she could, she still couldn't quite accept the idea of ​​being in a relationship with Song Yang.

It's not that Song Yang is bad, but rather that there's a significant age difference between them.

As the saying goes, "A woman three years older than you is like holding a gold brick," meaning the age gap between the two is enough for Song Yang to hold two gold bricks.

If word got out, those jerks in the apartment would laugh at me all the time for being an old cow eating young grass.

Especially with Qin Yumo also there, the strong-willed Hu Yifei didn't want to be looked down upon by her old classmate, feeling that she was so single that she could only flirt with younger, innocent boys.

Hu Yifei had little experience in dealing with this kind of thing, so she thought she would just keep it a secret for now.

Following Song Yang to the hotel parking lot, Hu Yifei, who was completely confused, finally understood why he had brought her here when he took out his car keys from his pocket.

Looking at the brand-new car that started making noise, Hu Yifei said in surprise:

“Is this the car you bought?”

"Yes, I bought it this afternoon."

Song Yang nodded, opened the car door, and invited:

"Sister Yifei, get in the car."

"You are the first woman to ride in this car."

If Zou Yu were here, she would probably be very puzzled, wondering why these words sounded so familiar.

Sitting in the passenger seat where Zou Yu had sat not long ago, Hu Yifei asked in confusion:

"Song Yang, you just graduated, where did you get the money to buy a car?"

"You're planning to start a business, so why not save this money for future use?"

"This is the legacy my parents left me."

Song Yang said calmly.

Speaking of which, when I transmigrated to this world, the system assigned me an identity without parents.

Actually, this is for the best. If I had a pair of unfamiliar parents, I really wouldn't know how to face them.

Therefore, these non-existent parents became a legal explanation for the source of Song Yang's assets.

For example, there's this one million yuan in cash, and a property in the Joyful Song residential complex that I won in a previous draw.

Even the plane that's still gathering dust in the system will probably appear as a legacy.

Therefore, no one knows how much of an inheritance these non-existent "parents" left to Song Yang.

Chapter 42: We'll continue next time. Let's go back to the apartment first!

"ah.."

Hu Yifei was stunned when she suddenly learned of Song Yang's tragic past.

This is different from Zhang Wei, who was also an orphan; after all, their relationship is very different.

For a moment, Hu Yifei seemed to understand.

The reason Song Yang likes a woman older than him is probably because he lacks maternal love.

To say I don't like it is absolutely impossible!

In the collision of their souls, she clearly felt the other person's infatuation with her.

Besides, that overwhelming force speaks volumes.

"I'm sorry, Song Yang."

Hu Yifei rarely took the initiative to apologize, and her voice was much softer:

"I don't know any of that."

"It's alright, Sister Yifei."

Song Yang shook his head, saying indifferently:

"I'm already used to it."

Seeing Song Yang like this, and considering the intense struggle the two had just gone through, Hu Yifei couldn't help but feel sorry for him. It was hard to imagine how this little boy had managed all these years.

Without thinking, Hu Yifei blurted out:

"I will stay with you from now on."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that what he said was a bit... and quickly corrected himself:

"What I mean is, all the residents of our Love Apartment will stay with you."

"You know what I mean."

Seeing Song Yang turn his head to look, Hu Yifei waved her fist and said sternly:

Don't overthink it.

"Don't be so naive as to think that just because you've taken advantage of a few loopholes, I'll fall in love with you."

"And you remember this: whatever you do, never tell anyone else about our affair!"

"it is good."

Song Yang nodded in agreement, still gazing at Hu Yifei.

Hu Yifei felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like that, and then said angrily:

"Don't look at me, look at the road!"

"Sister Yifei."

Song Yang turned his head, his tone deep and serious.

Just as Hu Yifei thought Song Yang was going to take this opportunity to confess his feelings, she heard him say:

"I can still drill later..."

"Drill your head, you big dummy!"

"Were you a loach in your past life?!"

Hu Yifei was so angry she laughed, and immediately interrupted the other person.

If Song Yang hadn't been driving, he probably would have been hit by a quick-fire attack.

But for some reason, Hu Yifei only laughed and scolded, without explicitly refusing.

After half an hour.

The two returned to the Love Apartment.

There was no one in the apartment; it was obvious they were at their usual bar.