Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

A short while later, Hu Yifei's slender figure appeared as she came out of the school after receiving the phone call.

At this moment, Hu Yifei was noticeably more charming than before she met Song Yang.

Putting everything else aside, the femininity that she exudes in her every move is something I've never seen before.

The reason for this change is naturally due to the effort Song Yang puts into it each time.

As Hu Yifei came out of the school, she spotted Song Yang standing by the car not far away and quickly walked over.

When she reached Song Yang, she raised her hand to tuck the strands of hair that had been blown in front of her and obstructing her vision behind her ear before speaking:

Why did you call me to come out?

"Why aren't you staying home at midday? Aren't you hot coming out like this?"

Admiring the allure he had cultivated in Hu Yifei, Song Yang smiled and said:

"I only asked you to come out at noon."

I'd like to invite you to have dinner together.

After listening, Hu Yifei looked at Song Yang suspiciously:

"Just eating?"

"Ah."

Song Yang nodded solemnly:

"Get in the car, I've already reserved a seat."

I think it's more than that.

Hu Yifei didn't believe Song Yang was so naive.

"ha..."

Song Yang smiled gently, took Hu Yifei's hand, and said:

"I have a gift for you."

"what gift?"

Hu Yifei asked subconsciously.

Then she remembered that she was at the school gate and quickly broke free from Song Yang's grasp.

If someone they know sees them arguing and pulling at each other at the school gate and posts it on the school forum, they'll become infamous.

With this in mind, and to avoid being discussed by the students, Hu Yifei quickly opened the car door and got in.

Watching Song Yang start the car and drive off, Hu Yifei said:

"I'm fine with having a meal, but I'll pass on the gift."

"Also, after you finish eating, take me back. I have some things to do at school."

"Ok."

Song Yang readily agreed.

But the result is.

An hour later, the two finished their meal and went to a nearby hotel.

"I just asked Song Yang to help me apply the medicine."

"I'll leave after I apply the medicine; I won't give Song Yang any further opportunities."

As Hu Yifei followed Song Yang into the hotel elevator, she silently reminded herself.

After all, it would be too hard to apply the medicine by myself without anyone's help, so it would be better to have Song Yang help.

He was the one who caused it, so he should naturally be responsible.

As for promising Qin Yumo not to continue entangled with Song Yang, it was Song Yang who took the initiative, not my fault.

Who could blame her when her body could no longer resist Song Yang?

Hu Yifei sighed inwardly.

“Beep…”

With a soft thud, the door opened.

Upon entering the room, Song Yang casually inserted the room card, then turned to look at Hu Yifei in front of him and said softly:

"Yifei, you're even more beautiful than before!"

Meeting Song Yang's eyes, which were already radiating a murderous intent, even though she knew that his praise had ulterior motives, Hu Yifei was still delighted to hear it, and much of her inner turmoil dissipated.

She had always been conflicted about what her relationship with Song Yang really was.

Especially with Qin Yumo joining the fray midway through, and even going so far as to fight alongside them, the relationship became even more complicated.

Seeing Hu Yifei's uncertain gaze, Song Yang didn't give her time to continue her wild thoughts. He stepped forward, spread his arms, and hugged her.

Smelling the faint scent of perfume emanating from him, he lowered his head slightly and kissed him.

"Well..."

Hu Yifei struggled, but it looked like she was playing hard to get.

After all, with her quick and decisive strike, if she really wanted to refuse, even if Song Yang had the Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand, he wouldn't gain much of an advantage.

Chapter 79: Another Meeting with Qin Yumo.

After a long time.

Perhaps it's because it's too hot in the summer.

Even with the air conditioning set to over ten degrees Celsius in the room, it was still hard not to break a sweat.

Hu Yifei stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at her reflection. Her face was flushed, and her hair was disheveled. Because of sweat, many strands of black hair stuck to her face, making her look messy but incredibly charming.

Although she had rested for about ten minutes, Hu Yifei felt as if her soul was still trembling, the afterglow lingering.

Even though it wasn't the first time she had spent time with Song Yang, she still couldn't help but immerse herself in the raging storm every time.

Song Yang's rudeness, so unlike his usual gentle demeanor, which left her powerless to resist, brought her immense pleasure and made her linger.

Just as Hu Yifei was staring blankly at herself in the mirror, Song Yang walked in, holding the necklace he had bought for her earlier.

Walking slowly behind Hu Yifei, Song Yang picked up the necklace and said:

"Yifei, this is a gift I carefully selected for you."

Without giving Hu Yifei a chance to refuse, he raised his hand and put the necklace on her blushing neck.

Then, he wrapped his arms around the other person's tight, slender waist, gently pulling them close to him, and asked, bowing his head slightly:

"Like it?"

Hu Yifei did not resist Song Yang's actions, and continued to look at herself in the mirror, being held in his arms.

The nearly 20-centimeter height difference made her look somewhat petite and delicate.

Noticing the movement behind her, Hu Yifei rolled her eyes at Song Yang in the mirror, then reached up and lifted the necklace around her neck, asking:

"It must be quite expensive."

"Not expensive."

Song Yang shook his head and said softly:

"In my eyes, it's not even worth a single hair of yours."

"What you say is better than what you sing."

Hu Yifei's lips curled slightly, but the smile quickly disappeared, replaced by a hint of hesitation on her rosy cheeks. She then spoke:

"Song Yang, we..."

"Um..."

She wanted to confront Song Yang and clarify their relationship, but she was interrupted halfway through her sentence by Song Yang's sudden and heavy blow.

"Yifei, what did you just say?"

After a while, Song Yang leaned down and whispered in Hu Yifei's ear, "What do you mean?"

"nothing."

Hu Yifei had no other thoughts on the matter and urged him impatiently:

"Hurry up, I need to go back to school after this is done."

"That's what you said."

Song Yang did not refuse Hu Yifei's request and immediately used the skill that made the knight unable to die unarmed, transforming into a Noble Phantasm to deal explosive damage many times over.

About two hours later.

Hu Yifei, who had been sweating all afternoon, returned to school.

Although she rested for half an hour before leaving the hotel, Hu Yifei almost stumbled and lost her balance when she got out of the car.

"Let me take you inside."

Seeing Hu Yifei like this, Song Yang said considerately.

"Thank you, but we're all too kind."

This was at the school gate, and Hu Yifei dared not let Song Yang see her off. She stopped him from getting out of the car, rolled her eyes, and said:

"Don't do that again!"

"That was your own request."

"..."

Hu Yifei remained silent, since it was indeed her request.

She had already gone through so many rounds of competition; even if she couldn't turn the tide, she could at least hold her own for a while.

But the result was indeed that they were no match for them at all.

It turns out Song Yang had even greater abilities; he almost brought the man to his knees.

What made Hu Yifei even more helpless was that her injuries hadn't fully healed yet, and now she had to buy medicine to reduce the swelling.

Moreover, thanks to Song Yang's reminder, she discovered something surprising today.

The hairline, which had long since stopped growing, seems to have improved slightly.

No wonder my bras from a few days ago felt a bit tight. At first, I thought it was because Song Yang had mentioned the story of being confident several times, which made me overthink and have a misconception. It turns out it was because they no longer fit properly.

Judging from this, it probably won't be long before he can demonstrate the meaning of being confident through his actions to Song Yang.

Pooh!

No one would satisfy his fetish.

"I'm going in. Drive carefully on your way back."

Realizing she was overthinking things, Hu Yifei quickly stopped herself, waved to Song Yang, and turned to go to school.

Watching Hu Yifei's receding figure, her swaying buttocks looked even fuller than before.

Once Hu Yifei disappeared from sight, Song Yang looked away and glanced at the time.

Half past five.

After calculating the distance, I realized that going to Qin Yumo's place would be the perfect opportunity to pick her up from get off work.

After all, they were women with a deep relationship. Since she personally delivered the necklace to Hu Yifei, she naturally had to deliver it to Qin Yumo as well.

There were a few more people after that: Xinling, Su Yunjin, and the flight attendant Mingzhen whom I almost got together with.

Sigh, having too many women you're close to can be a hassle, but Song Yang doesn't find it bothersome at all; in fact, he enjoys it.

Half an hour later, Song Yang drove to the office building where Qin Yumo works. It was exactly six o'clock, not a second off.

After parking the car, Song Yang dialed Qin Yumo's number:

"Hey, are you off work yet?"