Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

Taking care of Wanyu? Does Wanyu even need your help? Just now, Song Yang was taking care of her all by himself; he might have been bedridden by tomorrow. Now that Qin Yumo and Amanda are helping out, it's not a big problem, and he might even learn more from them.

Hu Yifei suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and ordered, "You go too, and don't argue!"

"Okay." Lu Zhanbo sensed a hint of murderous intent, shrank back and nodded quickly, afraid of being beaten up if he agreed too late.

Everyone had a great time that night. Song Yang, in particular, had a wonderful time. Even Lin Wanyu, who initially resisted, gradually joined in the fun, caught up in the atmosphere. Just as Hu Yifei had guessed, she truly learned a lot that night.

This continued until the next morning. Lin Wanyu finally couldn't hold on any longer. She lay there motionless, like a salted fish, and said helplessly, "I really can't go on!"

Song Yang saw this and knew that Lin Wanyu had reached her limit.

Amanda and Qin Yumo exchanged a glance, then said, "Shall we continue somewhere else?"

“Okay.” Song Yang readily agreed, then said to Lin Wanyu, “Wanyu, you should rest here.”

"Mm." Lin Wanyu nodded. Her gaze fell on Amanda and Qin Yumo.

She truly admired those two; one night wasn't enough. And Song Yang, he completely redefines her understanding of him.

Chapter 627: Zhong Xiaoqin's Thirtieth Birthday!

After Song Yang left with Amanda and Qin Yumo, Lin Wanyu wanted to go to the bathroom to tidy up before going to sleep. Although someone was helping her, she still made a complete mess, having been thoroughly plied with alcohol.

After lingering in bed for a while, Lin Wanyu finally gave up. Her back ached, her legs cramped, and she felt like her whole body was about to fall apart; she simply couldn't muster any energy.

"Never mind, I'll just sleep like this." Lin Wanyu shook her head and fell asleep immediately. Soon, only the sound of her even breathing could be heard in the room.

Not long after Lin Wanyu fell asleep, Hu Yifei, who had received a message from Song Yang, returned with a large group of people.

After pulling an all-nighter, everyone was exhausted and their eyelids were drooping. As soon as they got back, they all went back to their own rooms. Only Lu Zhanbo was still worried about Lin Wanyu's health.

Seeing her younger brother so worried, Hu Yifei knew she wouldn't be able to sleep if she didn't reassure him. Helpless, she volunteered, "I'll go to Wanyu's room and check on her, okay?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Lu Zhanbo was overjoyed and became much more energetic.

Hu Yifei sighed inwardly and said nothing. What else could she say?

When Hu Yifei reached Lin Wanyu's room, she knocked on the door, but there was no response. She grasped the doorknob and tried turning it; it wasn't locked from the inside.

Opening the door and looking into the room, I saw Lin Wanyu lying on the bed like a salted fish. She was completely naked, not even covered by a blanket, and was exposed to the air.

Seeing this, Hu Yifei thought to herself, "This Wanyu is too careless."

Thank goodness it was her. If Lu Zhanbo had rushed open the door, her younger brother would have seen everything. Hu Yifei didn't want that to happen.

After all, Lin Wanyu was already Song Yang's woman, and also his sister. It was easy to imagine that they would be fighting side-by-side in the future. Even if his younger brother liked her, he couldn't let her take advantage of him.

However, Hu Yifei could understand; it had been an entire night. For someone as petite as Lin Wanyu to have persevered was already quite remarkable.

Judging from the satisfied smile on his face, you could tell how satiated he was. And looking at that delicate flower, it was also in the process of fully blooming.

Hu Yifei glanced at him but didn't disturb him, then quietly left the room. Looking at Lu Zhanbo, who seemed anxious, Hu Yifei said, "Wanyu is sleeping, so don't disturb her. I think she should be fine."

"That's good, that's good." Lu Zhanbo breathed a sigh of relief and went to his room happily.

Seeing this, Hu Yifei also returned to her room. However, lying on her bed, she couldn't fall asleep at all.

Even though I spent the whole day and all night yesterday, seeing Lin Wanyu's irrigated appearance just now stirred up some emotions within me.

Then, looking again, Hu Yifei saw Qin Yumo and Amanda still with Song Yang. She couldn't hold back any longer and took out her phone to make a call.

The call connected quickly: "Yifei, are you back at the apartment?"

The phone wasn't just playing Song Yang's voice. Hu Yifei also heard Amanda and Qin Yumo's voices. However, they weren't speaking; they were simply making calls. Very rhythmic and melodic.

The seasoned Hu Yifei could even simulate the scene unfolding on the other side just by listening to the sound.

"Just got back," Hu Yifei replied, then continued, "Why are you guys still playing?"

"It's been a while." Song Yang smiled and extended an invitation: "Yifei, would you like to come over?"

"I..." Hu Yifei hesitated for a moment. But she finally nodded: "Tell them to save some for me, I'll be right there!"

I put down my phone. Too lazy to change, I just headed out. I figured I'd have to take my clothes off anyway, so it didn't matter what I wore.

Half an hour later, Hu Yifei rushed to the scene. With Hu Yifei's arrival, Song Yang found it even more difficult to get away.

He didn't leave the villa until the next day. Today was a very special day. Just now, Song Yang received a message from Zhong Xiaoqin. He then learned that today was her birthday, and her thirtieth birthday at that.

Turning thirty is a significant milestone for a woman. Besides Zhong Xiaoqin, Gu Jia is also about to celebrate her birthday. Gu Jia had originally planned a special celebration, but Zhong Xiaoqin declined her suggestion and only invited Song Yang.

She wanted a birthday just for the two of them. To blow out the candles, eat the cake, and then savor that unbridled joy.

Song Yang naturally wouldn't refuse such an invitation. On the way there, he even bought a bouquet of roses.

Soon, Song Yang arrived at the door. "Bang bang..." He knocked on the door.

Footsteps and Zhong Xiaoqin's voice immediately came from inside the house: "Coming, coming."

As soon as the door opened, Song Yang's eyes lit up. Even though Zhong Xiaoqin was wearing pajamas, her skin was faintly visible. Her face was covered in exquisite makeup, making her look even more beautiful.

What's even more interesting is the underwear under her pajamas. It's very sexy and alluring. She's clearly well-prepared!

Song Yang smiled and took out a bouquet of roses, saying, "Happy birthday, Sister Xiaoqin."

"Thank you! Come in quickly." Zhong Xiaoqin happily accepted the gift and then pulled Song Yang into the house.

A cake with candles was already set on the dining table not far away. A bottle of red wine was also placed next to it, showing that everything was prepared perfectly.

Seeing this, Song Yang didn't stand on ceremony. He stepped forward, pulled Zhong Xiaoqin into his arms, and asked, "Sister Xiaoqin, where's your husband?"

Zhong Xiaoqin rolled her eyes at Song Yang and said sweetly, "I told him to leave. It's just the two of us at home tonight. If you want him to eavesdrop, I'll call him back."

"Forget it." Song Yang shook his head and laughed, "We can't let outsiders benefit from this!"

"Hey, don't move around." Zhong Xiaoqin grabbed Song Yang's mischievous hand and said helplessly, "Let's eat the cake first."

“Okay.” Song Yang nodded and continued, “Today is your birthday. I’ll do whatever you want to do.”

"Really?" Zhong Xiaoqin's eyes lit up.

Song Yang nodded firmly: "Really!"

“Okay.” Zhong Xiaoqin smiled and pulled Song Yang to his feet. “Let’s eat cake first.”

Chapter 628: Who's more powerful, me or your husband!

Then, Zhong Xiaoqin lit the candles on the cake. Song Yang sang her a birthday song in response.

After Zhong Xiaoqin blew out the candles, Song Yang asked, "Sister Xiaoqin, what did you wish for?"

Zhong Xiaoqin smiled slyly and said, "I won't tell you, otherwise it won't work! Come on, let's eat cake."

They said they were eating cake. But Zhong Xiaoqin's way of eating cake was a bit unusual. Instead of cutting it, she made a cherry cake on the spot. The method was very simple: she just grabbed a handful of cream and smeared it on herself.

Song Yang's appetite was whetted, and he didn't hold back any longer. After eating several portions, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Xiaoqin, this cake tastes really good!"

Zhong Xiaoqin blushed and said happily, "I'm glad you like it!"

Song Yang knew the importance of reciprocity. Such a big cake couldn't be kept to himself. Since Zhong Xiaoqin had made such a thoughtful strawberry cake, he couldn't be left behind. He immediately grabbed a handful of cream and said to Zhong Xiaoqin, "Sister Xiaoqin, you should have some too."

Upon seeing this, Zhong Xiaoqin knelt down without any hesitation.

It was late at night. Song Yang was still enthusiastically celebrating Zhong Xiaoqin's birthday when a figure silently appeared at the door.

This person was none other than Zhong Xiaoqin's husband, Chen Yu. He knew his wife was celebrating her birthday with someone else. It wasn't a guess; Zhong Xiaoqin told him directly.

During the day, she directly stated that she wanted to invite Song Yang to her home to celebrate her thirtieth birthday. The details of the celebration were self-evident.

Chen Yu didn't object; in fact, he felt a surge of excitement. He really wanted to hear his wife's hysterical outburst again. But that wasn't something he could bring himself to do.

Moreover, Chen Yu knew that even if he could now, his wife would not allow him to touch her.

Although the two are not officially divorced, it's practically the same as being divorced. The only difference is the lack of the official divorce certificate.

"Am I more capable, or is your husband more capable?"

"Of course you're better, you're the one who's my husband!"

Hearing the commotion inside, Chen Yu's eyes turned bloodshot. But this wasn't from anger; it was from a surge of surging blood. That's it, that's it!

Chen Yu could imagine how radiant and charming his wife would be tomorrow.

Even if it wasn't thanks to his own irrigation, just seeing his wife's alluring appearance was enough for him!

Inside the room, separated only by a door, a bustling activity was taking place. Chen Yu stood motionless outside the door, keeping watch until dawn broke and there was no more sound from inside before he turned and left.

Chen Yu returned the next day, close to noon. Knowing how hard Zhong Xiaoqin had worked the day before, he had bought a lot of groceries. He could tell from her voice late at night how exhausted his wife was.

Chen Yu glanced at the messy living room and the closed bedroom door. Without saying a word, he tidied up the living room until it was spotless, then took the groceries he had bought and went to the kitchen to get busy.

He was looking forward to seeing what kind of allure Zhong Xiaoqin would exude after a night of pampering. The thought further fueled his motivation to cook.

Around noon, Zhong Xiaoqin woke up, and Song Yang had already woken up as well. Chen Yu woke him up when he came back.

She didn't go out because she didn't want to make things awkward. Nor did she just leave; what if Chen Yu wanted to wash the dishes? Zhong Xiaoqin was her woman now!

Seeing Song Yang looking exceptionally energetic, Zhong Xiaoqin didn't hesitate and leaned closer. Although she had exhausted herself the night before, a few hours of sleep had helped her recover somewhat. Zhong Xiaoqin felt that managing one round shouldn't be a problem.

Seeing this, Song Yang kindly reminded her, "Sister Xiaoqin, your husband is already back."

"Oh." Zhong Xiaoqin's reaction was flat, as always.

In the kitchen, Chen Yu, who was cooking, heard a noise from the bedroom. He subconsciously turned around and glanced into the bedroom. A hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he tightened his grip on the spatula.

Chen Yu hadn't expected it to start as soon as he woke up. Hearing the sounds coming from the bedroom even gave him a renewed motivation to cook.

An hour felt both short and long. But for all three of them, it was a pleasure.

Hearing the commotion subside in the bedroom, Chen Yu felt a little unsatisfied. But he also understood that his wife had done her best.

Chen Yu had everything prepared. He had cooked rice and prepared dishes. He was just waiting for Mr. Song and his wife to come out.

They must be very hungry right now.

From last night until now, I've only eaten a piece of cake and a bottle of red wine. But that's barely enough to cover all that I've consumed.

His wife may have eaten something else, but Mr. Song must have suffered a huge loss.

About half an hour later, Song Yang, dressed neatly, led Zhong Xiaoqin, who was also dressed neatly but with a blush on her face, out of the room.

Upon seeing Chen Yu, Song Yang greeted him naturally, "Good morning, Mr. Chen."

"Good morning," Chen Yu replied with a fawning smile. Then he looked at Zhong Xiaoqin, who was standing next to Song Yang: "Xiaoqin, I've already prepared the meal. Are you hungry?"

Zhong Xiaoqin didn't even bother to look at it, and said coldly, "No need, I'm already full. Ah Yang, let's go."

Full? What did you eat? Chen Yu instantly understood.

It can only be said that Mr. Song is truly gifted. He worked all night and barely slept a few hours, yet he still has so much energy.

Chen Yu's gaze fell on Zhong Xiaoqin's face. Just as he had guessed, his wife was indeed very charming now. Her face was flushed, and the allure between her brows had not yet faded.

She's already thirty, but she still has the face of a young girl. It's just that her charm has become increasingly mature.

After leaving home with Zhong Xiaoqin, Song Yang took her to a restaurant for a meal.

The exertion was indeed significant, but Song Yang didn't feel it. Zhong Xiaoqin, however, needed to replenish herself. Although she had eaten quite a bit, it was only a drop in the ocean. She had lost an unknown amount of water alone.

After dinner, the two arrived at Junyue Mansion. This was Zhong Xiaoqin's workplace. However, given her current condition, going to work was out of the question. Both her breasts were inflamed, and even walking was difficult for her.

Song Yang brought her here simply to give her a place to rest. After all, he also had a house here. And Gu Jia was here too.

Chapter 629: Zhong Xiaoqin: Keep your voices down!

Thinking of Gu Jia, Song Yang suggested, "Sister Xiaoqin, why don't we go sit with Gu Jia for a while?"

Hearing Song Yang's suggestion, Zhong Xiaoqin was speechless. She knew perfectly well what Song Yang was up to. Going to Gu Jia's place wasn't just for a casual visit; they'd probably be entangled in something within minutes.

However, Zhong Xiaoqin could understand; she knew Song Yang's abilities well. He was capable of taking on ten people single-handedly without being at a disadvantage. How could she possibly defeat him alone? Even though she had used all her strength last night, she had still exhausted herself.

I slept for a few hours today, which only provided slight relief. But I just had an extra game, and my back is still sore.

So when faced with Song Yang's suggestion, Zhong Xiaoqin naturally nodded in agreement: "Okay, but please keep your voices down. Don't disturb my sleep, I'm really sleepy. My eyelids are almost closed."

This is the two-sided nature of staying up late. On one hand, you can't open your eyes wide enough, and on the other hand, you can't close them properly. But the good thing is that you can recover after a rest. It's just that you might need to use yoga to help you close your eyes properly.

"Haha." Song Yang chuckled, patted Zhong Xiaoqin on the shoulder, and said, "Sister Xiaoqin, do you remember when we met in the elevator before?"

"How could I forget!" Zhong Xiaoqin recalled the memory and said speechlessly, "You were really bold. We weren't even that close. You dared to kiss me forcibly in the elevator and grope me all over. Weren't you afraid I would actually call the police?"

"I'm not afraid." Song Yang shook his head and laughed, "If I weren't brave enough, how could I have tasted Sister Xiaoqin's flavor like this?"