Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

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In the end, they had no choice but to give up and admit that it was a gift that could not be changed by hard work.

In a flash, He Yimei recalled the scene from just now, where the object was being manipulated into various shapes in the hands of the man named Song Yang.

If I hadn't arrived in time, something even worse might have happened.

"Oh〃々."

Reminded by He Yimei, Zhao Mosheng suddenly realized what was happening.

I was so confused just now that I even forgot about this.

After quickly straightening her clothes, Zhao Mosheng took a few deep breaths and sighed softly:

"Yi Mei, actually I have my reasons."

"The reason?"

He Yimei sneered and said sarcastically:

"I'd like to hear what your troubles are!"

"How could you do something so shameless!"

Zhao Mosheng's face darkened. Things had come to this point, and it was no longer possible to hide it.

Then, starting from the moment He Yichen accepted Richard's commission, he recounted the whole story in detail.

Of course, there were some things Zhao Mosheng didn't say.

For example, my experience working with several other people in Europe.

And those things she did at home in her wedding dress in the bridal chamber, right in front of He Yichen.

After listening to Zhao Mosheng's story, He Yimei's expression changed repeatedly.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke:

"You said you were going to Europe on a business trip a while ago, was it actually to satisfy Song Yang's demands?"

"There's nothing I can do."

Zhao Mosheng nodded heavily and said helplessly:

"If I don't agree, Yichen will be in trouble."

"Zhao Mosheng, you are truly my good sister-in-law!"

He Yimei spoke coldly and indifferently:

"My brother is so lucky to have married a wife like you! He's truly blessed!"

Zhao Mosheng could tell that He Yichen was mocking her.

She couldn't refute it either, since no matter what, she had cheated on her husband.

All of this was done for whom? Wasn't it to save He Yichen from twenty years in prison?

Thinking about all the hard work she had put in over those days, and all the trouble she had caused by the endless stream of flowers, Zhao Mosheng couldn't help but explode:

What can I do?

Do you think I want to do this?

"I did all this for Yi Chen!"

"Am I just supposed to stand by and watch him go to jail?"

As she spoke, she could no longer suppress the bitterness in her heart, and tears streamed down her face.

"..."

He Yimei remained silent as she watched Zhao Mosheng shed tears.

After a long while, he slowly spoke:

I won't tell Yichen about what happened before.

"From now on, you must have no further contact with Song Yang!"

"I'll handle this."

"You'll handle this?"

Zhao Mosheng was taken aback upon hearing this, and said steadily:

"How do you handle it?"

As if she had thought of something, Zhao Mosheng firmly shook her head and said:

"No way!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Yi Mei, I'm already like this."

You cannot repeat the same mistake!

He Yimei looked coldly at Zhao Mosheng and said, word by word:

"I told you I would handle this!"

"Give me his contact information."

"no!"

Zhao Mosheng shook her head and refused.

Besides not wanting He Yimei to repeat the same mistake, she had another worry in her heart.

Given Song Yang's shamelessness, he will inevitably make even more outrageous demands.

For example, having himself collaborate with He Yimei, etc.

Although I've experienced that kind of scene before, the thought of it still sends chills down my spine.

"Ah..."

He Yimei gave a cold laugh and said in a deep voice:

"Zhao Mosheng!"

"Are you reluctant to let go after being dried out?"

"I don't!"

Zhao Mosheng's expression changed drastically.

He said no, but his heart sank to the bottom (Ma Zhaohao).

Zhao Mosheng was well aware of her own situation. Even though she still felt repulsed by Song Yang, her body had already become dependent on him.

There's nothing we can do about it. Even after several years of marriage with He Yichen, she couldn't compare to the happiness that Song Yang brought her in just a few days.

This is a primal instinct, not something one can resist.

"There's none?"

He Yimei's expression remained unchanged, but her tone was even more indifferent:

"But the way you looked just now, it didn't seem like you were forced to do it at all!"

Even though He Yimei's words were true, Zhao Mosheng still couldn't accept them.

"You want his contact information, right?"

"Then I'll give it to you!"

In Zhao Mosheng's view, she had already given advice.

Since He Yimei won't listen, what else is there to say?

Let's see if she regrets it when she ends up in the same situation as me!

Chapter 290: Purple really has a lot of charm!

the other side.

Song Yang, who had left, had already arrived at the door of the room.

After pressing the doorbell a few times, the door opened quickly.

Looking at Xing Lu opening the door, Song Yang couldn't help but recall a lyric from a song sung by an online singer surnamed Xu.

My sister says purple has a lot of charm!

The singer surnamed Xu is absolutely right, purple really does have a lot of charm.

Especially this sexy purple lace lingerie, worn by a woman with a stunningly beautiful face and a great figure.

Snow-white skin intertwined with purple, a color representing romance and nobility.

Even Song Yang couldn't help but take a second look.

Xing Lu is so thoughtful!

In fact, her background is that of a descendant of a fallen noble family.

But this was not what Song Yang was concerned about.

At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes but a woman waiting to take the most crucial step in his life.

The saying "The flower path has never been swept for guests, but the humble gate is now opened for you" refers to Xing Lu, and "you" is herself.

Feeling the heat in Song Yang's gaze, Xing Lu also felt a bit hot in her body.

She stood in the doorway wearing only her underwear, her eyes revealing a captivating charm:

"Are you planning to stand at the door the whole time?"

"You're not coming in, huh?"

"Enter!"

Song Yang laughed heartily:

473 "How could I not go in?"

As he spoke, Song Yang stepped forward and scooped Xing Lu up in his arms.

Before the other person could even exclaim, the sound of him kicking the door shut was drowned out.

Less than three minutes later, a faint moan could be heard.

However, this mournful cry did not last long, and was soon replaced by the sound of the waves brought up by the tsunami, which lasted for a long time.

at the same time.

The restaurant downstairs.

Zhao Mosheng and He Yimei returned to their seats.

Noticing that Zhao Mosheng seemed a little down, He Yichen quickly asked:

"Mo Sheng, are you alright?"

After speaking, he looked at He Yimei, hoping she could explain the situation.

He Yimei moved her lips, and the images she had just seen involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Her own brother's woman was being wantonly played with by that man named Song Yang.

But can this kind of thing be said out loud?

Certainly not.

He Yimei was well aware of He Yichen's love for Zhao Mosheng.

If he knew that Zhao Mosheng was being bullied by Song Yang like that, he would definitely go looking for trouble.