Outside the window, night has fallen.
At the doorstep.
Song Cheng changed his shoes and was about to leave.
In front of him, Luo Xianglian's enchanting figure is fully displayed against the backdrop of a backpack-revealing hip dress. Her pair of beautiful legs in slender gray silk are tightly stretched together, and her silk feet are stepping on silver-gray high heels, making her legs look very slender, smooth and sexy.
"Okay, don't send me off."
Song Cheng changed his shoes and said with a smile, "Take good care of the three of them."
Luo Xianglian's eyes were filled with emotion, and she was beautiful and charming. She said softly, "Yes, Mr. Song."
She thought she was a very reserved woman, but she could not be reserved in front of the man in front of her. The more reserved she was, the more excited she became.
Just like now, facing the man in front of her, she couldn't help but push up her chest, waist and hips, trying to show off her body curves. She seemed reserved, but in fact she was secretly not reserved, and she was eager for something to happen.
“Dinner was well cooked and delicious.”
Song Cheng saw through the woman's emotions, put his hand around her waist, and said with a smile, "You are dressed very sexy and you are very beautiful. Whether it is the food or you, Sister Xianglian, there is nothing wrong with it."
Luo Xianglian's body and mind softened immediately, and she couldn't help but put her arms around him, and said with a seductive look, "As long as Mr. Song is satisfied, I'm happy with it. As long as you are satisfied, Xianglian can do whatever you want."
The woman's red lips are very tempting, and the lipstick she wears is crystal clear.
You're welcome.
Song Cheng hugged the woman and kissed her passionately.
A moment later.
"This is a reward. Is Sister Xianglian satisfied?"
Song Cheng smiled.
"Um…"
Luo Xianglian's eyes were flooded with passion, and she said in a trembling voice, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your reward. Xianglian is very satisfied."
If I could get more rewards, I would be even more satisfied.
She couldn't help wanting more, her heart was longing for it, but she couldn't express it.
At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang.
Song Cheng let go of the beautiful chef in his arms, picked up his phone and took a look. It was a call from Shen Yizhen.
The phone is connected at will.
On the phone, Shen Yizhen's voice sounded: "Husband~"
Song Cheng was answering the call with his mobile phone. He glanced at the charming woman in his arms who had gone limp and slid down to a squat position. He smiled and said, "What's wrong, Sister Yizhen?"
Chen Yizhen said in a delicate voice: "It's almost eight o'clock, why haven't you come back yet?"
Song Cheng raised his hand and gently stroked the woman's hair, saying casually, "I'll go back now."
Shen Yizhen smiled and said, "I want to eat ice cream. Please bring some for us when you come back. If it doesn't taste good, we won't agree."
Song Chengdao: "Okay, I promise it's delicious. Is there anything else you want to eat?"
Shen Yizhen said bluntly: "Yes, we also want to eat fried chicken. If we fry it at home, it will smell. Although we have a range hood, it is not safe. What if it hurts our delicate skin?"
Song Cheng said with a smile: "Okay, I'll bring you some fried chicken."
Shen Yizhen continued, "There's also a barbecue. No one's home to cook today, so bring back some more food. Otherwise, if there's nothing to eat, don't blame us for draining you dry."
After a phone call.
Song Cheng hung up the phone and shook his head slightly.
He glanced at the beautiful chef who raised her charming eyes, and could tell that the woman had not eaten enough just now.
No ink stains.
After a long time, the elevator door closed and Song Cheng disappeared.
At the door of her house, Luo Xianglian's eyes were blank, and she opened her mouth silently for a while, then she stood up contentedly, returned to the living room, and looked at herself in the mirror.
The makeup on my face is smudged...
…
Fried chicken, beer, ice cream, etc. are not a problem at all.
The system's material space contains not only ingredients, but also a lot of finished foods, which are absolutely healthy and pollution-free. As long as they are not taken out of the system's material space, these edible materials will always remain in the freshest and most perfect state.
Therefore, he did not go out to buy food, but directly took out two large bags of food from the supply space, and then pushed open the door and walked in.
living room.
Chen Yizhen, Dr. Guan, Teacher Wei, and Xu Ruyan were all seated. Two beautiful ladies also came, but Sister Yun was nowhere to be seen.
I guess Sister Yun is resting, which is understandable.
"I'm starving. I can finally eat."
On the sofa, Shen Yizhen was wearing a tight camisole shirt and a short skirt that revealed her waist. Her eyes lit up and she immediately put down the fries in her hand. She crossed her legs, which were wrapped in thin, shiny, flesh-colored silk, and said expectantly, "Hurry up and set it up."
Guan Lingzhi remained indifferent, still wearing a halter dress with hip-hugging lace nightgown. Her pair of beautiful legs in black stockings were casually crossed, her silk feet were wearing high heels, and she was reading a book with glasses on.
Xu Ruyan was wearing a thin, hip-hugging, off-shoulder, tight-fitting T-shirt that was also worn at home. Her sexy and slender grey silk legs were fully exposed, and she stood up to greet him immediately.
Wei Xuanxuan was not left behind. When she stood up to greet him, her enchanting figure wrapped in a backless dress and hip-hugging knitted skirt was fully revealed. Her beautiful legs wrapped in thin, shiny white silk were crossed, and her silk feet wearing high heels were very charming and graceful.
It was not hard for two women.
Song Cheng strode forward with two bags, put the things on the coffee table, and then sat down.
before.
Wei Xuanxuan and Xu Ruyan were wearing 12cm stilettos, with their beautiful legs in stockings pressed together and their plump buttocks raised. They bent down to organize the food in the bag, looking very careful, serious and sexy.
“Buy so many things.”
Qin Xiuru was still wearing the same revealing cheongsam she had worn that afternoon. Her beautiful legs in black silk stockings were casually crossed, and she sat in a dignified and charming manner. She naturally put her hand on the arm of the villain sitting next to her, and said with a slight frown, "No wonder you took so long to come back."
On the other side, Tong Qiuxia also took Song Cheng's arm, wearing the same cheongsam, and said with a smile: "I can't eat so much, and it's not good to eat these things at night."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "It's okay. If you can't finish it, I will. I have a big appetite."
He leaned back on the sofa and relaxed, saying casually, "Auntie, Auntie Xia, why are you here again?"
Qin Xiuru smiled and said, "Not welcome?"
Song Cheng simply said, "You're very welcome."
Tong Qiuxia leaned against him, her arms clasped around his shoulders, and said with a sweet breath, "Since Chengcheng welcomes you, your Aunt Xiuru and I will stay here every night from now on, okay?"
Song Cheng was surprised.
Qin Xiuru blamed her, "There aren't enough rooms in the villa. We can stay there during the day, but we have nowhere to stay at night. However, there are plenty of rooms here."
Song Cheng said helplessly: "Okay."
Tong Qiuxia smiled and said, "You're so reluctant. It seems like you don't welcome us."
Song Cheng took hold of the beautiful woman's body and said softly, "Aunt Xia, I very much welcome you and Auntie to come live here."
Tong Qiuxia was satisfied and immediately offered her red lips.
Such a scene.
Qin Xiuru was very angry, but she didn't say anything more or stop them. She helped to clean up the dinner on the coffee table.
"Mmm, not bad, delicious."
Shen Yizhen, who couldn't help but eat immediately, asked in surprise: "Where did you buy these grilled chicken wings? They are so delicious."
Song Cheng parted Aunt Xia's red lips and said with a lingering feeling, "As long as it tastes good, that's fine."
Shen Yizhen said with satisfaction: "Aunt Qin, you eat too."
Qin Xiuru smiled and said, "Just eat it. Your Aunt Xia and I are not hungry."
Chen Yijin didn't hesitate and immediately pulled Wei Xuanxuan and Xu Ruyan to eat.
Guan Lingzhi put down the book and started to taste it.
"Auntie, Aunt Xia."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "You should eat something. You haven't eaten much all day. It's not good to be hungry at night."
Qin Xiuru remained indifferent.
"Chengcheng, we can't eat these."
Tong Qiuxia looked charming and said slowly, "If you want to serve us, then get up and make us something we like to eat."
Qin Xiuru was at her ease and said meaningfully, "Chengcheng, I'm not done with you yet. Don't think that this matter is over."
All right.
Song Cheng could only get up and serve, preparing the two aunts' favorite food.
The cell phone suddenly rang.
On the sofa.
Wei Xuanxuan put down the barbecue in her hand, wiped her hands carefully, and then picked up her mobile phone to check.
It’s Yang Rong’s message.
"Who is it?"
Shen Yizhen glanced at her phone and said thoughtfully, "The mother whose daughter suffers from depression?"
Wei Xuanxuan agreed softly and replied to the message casually.
Xu Ruyan also looked over and blinked slightly.
And the mansion on the other side.
A moment ago.
There is no free dinner in the world, and this is especially true for Pang Jun.
But, I am old after all, and I really have no power.
In the bedroom.
Yang Rong's body and mind were filled with unbearable passion, and her charming, enchanting and extremely sexy appearance made people very excited.
Alas, everything is in vain.
Beside the bed, Pang Jun sat down, breathing slightly, with a look of fatigue on his face.
"Brother Jun..."
Yang Rong hugged the man from behind and said in a very charming voice: "You..."
Pang Jun grabbed the woman's dishonest hand and said with a wry smile, "Rong'er, I'm... done..."
ah?
It’s over before you even take off your clothes?
Yang Rong opened her mouth without saying a word, her eyes filled with disappointment.
"I'm old now, and I really can't do it anymore."
Pang Jun patted the woman's hand and sighed, "I know you're lonely, but, alas..."
See this.
Yang Rong lowered her head and exhaled softly, saying softly, "It's okay, Jun Ge, I'm not that lonely. I just want you to spend more time with me."
Life is not just about lust.
As for the man in front of her, what she longed for more was the fatherly warmth and embrace that he brought.
"You're only thirty, still young."
Pang Jun lay down on the bed tiredly, leaning against the headboard. He looked at his lover who leaned into his arms like a little bird, and said with a smile: "Looking at the way you are now, you can't do without a young man to accompany you."
Yang Rong said coquettishly, "Brother Jun, what are you talking about? I'm not that hungry."
Pang Jun shook his head and said, "You have to accept your age. Your body is old, your mentality is old too, you have lost the youthful vigor. It would be a shame for you to be with an old man like me."
What's the meaning?
Yang Rong stood up and looked at the man in front of her with a complicated expression.
"Didn't you say yesterday that you met a young man and that you were very attracted to him?"
Pang Jun said meaningfully: "Tell me about that young man, it's okay."
Yang Rong shook her head and said, "I was just talking nonsense. I'm not moved."
Pang Jun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that stingy. I would be happy if you could live a happy life."
Yang Rong remained silent, her eyes evasive.
Pang Jun simply said: "It's better not to say it. Then let me tell you, Rong'er, I also have a young man here, I wonder if you will be moved."
"Frankly speaking, I'm reluctant and unwilling to hand you over to anyone else, but if it's that young man, I'll be relieved."
This kind of words...
Yang Rong said in a trembling voice, "Brother Jun, stop talking."
Pang Jun grabbed the woman's hand and said sternly, "Rong'er, look into my eyes."
Yang Rong looked at him with her beautiful eyes, which were filled with pity.
"I'm serious."
Pang Jun said in a gentle voice: "Listen to me, that young man is called Song Cheng. He is a very charming and capable young man."
"If you meet him, you will definitely be attracted to him. After all, he is too perfect and loves women very much. It is hard for a woman not to be attracted to him."
"I'd feel relieved if you followed him."
Song Cheng?
Yang Rong was stunned, blinked her slightly red eyes, and opened her mouth slightly.
Is this Song Cheng the Mr. Song I met yesterday?
"What's wrong?"
Pang Jun noticed his lover's expression and asked, "Do you know Song Cheng?"
Come back to your senses.
Yang Rong was unable to speak, "The man I met yesterday who really moved me was also called Song Cheng..."
Pang Jun was surprised and said with interest: "Tell me in detail."
Yang Rong raised her hand to brush the hair by her cheek, her body and mind inexplicably weakened as she spoke, "He's just a very handsome man, surrounded by many beautiful women, and those women seem very willing to be his lovers."
"That psychologist, Teacher Wei, and Teacher Xu from the painting studio, and a few very beautiful and elegant women."
"At the time, a woman said that if she became his woman, she would have a living allowance of one million yuan a day. She said that since I was so beautiful, it would be a big loss for me to be his lover."
One million a day for living expenses, there is a high probability that it cannot be wrong.
Pang Jun was surprised and sighed: "That boy is really willing to spend money on women, and he can really afford it."
"Rong'er, do you have any photos?"
photo…
Yang Rong hesitated and said, "I have a chat with Teacher Wei and Teacher Xu. I can ask them."
Pang Jun simply said, "Just ask."
Yang Rong bit her lips lightly, turned around and climbed off the bed, swaying her charming figure, crossing her beautiful legs in flesh-colored shiny silk stockings, and walking away with her silk feet in stiletto heels.
This sexy outfit is really cool.
Pang Jun felt warm in his heart when he saw this, and couldn't help but get up and go to the bathroom to take a shower.
And in the bedroom.
After Yang Rong came back with her phone, she sat down alone, glanced at the movement in the bathroom, and felt lonely both physically and mentally.
Is Jun going to give himself to Mr. Song?
If Mr. Song doesn't mind me and is willing to accept me, then... that would be pretty good...
The thought flashed through my mind.
Yang Rong's breathing became rapid, her body and mind became inexplicably weak again, and her cheeks quickly turned red.
"Yang Rong, you are such a shameless woman..."
In her emotion, she couldn't help but spit on herself, but finally she couldn't help but pick up her phone, found Teacher Wei's chat, and sent a message: "Are you there, Teacher Wei?"
I don’t know when I will reply.
As the thought came to an end, the phone rang.
Teacher Wei: “Yes, I am.”
Yang Rong was inexplicably moved and typed, "Can you... give me a photo of Mr. Song..."
There was no reply from the other side.
Yang Rong was puzzled and confused.
Asking for a photo shouldn't be a problem.
At the same time, in the living room.
Song Cheng enjoyed watching the two aunts enjoy their meal, feeling relaxed and happy.
"photo?"
Shen Yizhen looked at the phone and asked with interest: "What do you want photos for?"
Wei Xuanxuan glanced at the man opposite her, her cheeks flushed, her eyes clear and charming, and she said softly, "Mr. Song, Ms. Yang wants your photo, is that okay?"
Song Cheng said casually: "Okay."
Shen Yizhen suddenly said, "Wait, it's not that easy to get a photo. This is not a photo of an ordinary man."
Guan Lingzhi glanced at him with a cold look.
Xu Ruyan was a little restless and looked quite unnatural.
Wei Xuanxuan smiled faintly and said, "Then what should we do?"
Shen Yizhen wiped her hands, took the phone and chuckled, "Of course, it's in exchange for photos. Ask her to send a selfie now."
Wei Xuanxuan didn't stop her.
The other side.
Yang Rong also saw the reply.
Teacher Wei: "If you want Mr. Song's photo, please send me a selfie in exchange."
exchange?
Yang Rong frowned.
Looking at the message, she was thoughtful.
This message should not be a reply from Teacher Wei, it gives people a different feeling.
Is that Mr. Song?
no.
It must be another woman.
She took the phone, exhaled lightly, got up and went to the dressing room, looking at herself in the mirror.
Selfie…
I'm dressed like this now. Do you want me to take a picture and send it to you?
Although it is a bit sexy, the front of this cheongsam is good as long as the back and legs are not exposed in the photos.
Think of this.
She immediately picked up her phone, pointed it at the mirror, took a picture of herself in the mirror, and then sent it.
Teacher Wei: "The posture is not good, take it again."
Yang Rong was speechless and typed, "Excuse me, what position do you want?"
Teacher Wei: "It's up to you. You have to take pictures until I'm satisfied, otherwise you can't get his picture."
What does it mean to be satisfied?
Yang Rong breathed rapidly, gritted her teeth lightly, and looked at herself in the mirror again.
Think about it.
She squatted sideways in front of the mirror, showing off her curves, took a picture and sent it.
Teacher Wei: "Not bad, but still not good enough, keep reshooting."
Yang Rong couldn't help but type, "You are not Teacher Wei, please don't bully me."
Teacher Wei: "It's a fair trade. How am I bullying you? If you're not satisfied with the photos I give you later, I can still take pictures until you are satisfied."
Yang Rong: "How do you want me to shoot it to satisfy you..."
Teacher Wei: "It's up to you."
Yang Rong suddenly felt helpless.
She looked at herself in the mirror again, her cheeks gradually became redder and redder, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally continued shooting.
This time, she placed, fixed, and set up her phone in advance, then stood in front of the camera with her back to the phone, her beautiful legs in stockings slightly apart, her upper body slightly bent, and she looked back at the camera.
Click.
Shooting completed.
She breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the extremely sexy and seductive herself in the photo, and sent the photo with trembling breath.
Teacher Wei: "Very good, your photo has been approved."
Yang Rong's cheeks flushed red, and she breathed rapidly as she asked, "Where's his photo?"
The next moment.
The photo was sent over. In the photo, the perfect man standing straight with a tall figure came into view. In the photo, two beautiful women who were eating with relish were also photographed in the photo. It was heart-warming and exciting.
Teacher Wei: “It was filmed on the spot.”
Looking at the photo, Yang Rong was speechless. After struggling to come to her senses, her body and mind completely weakened. She knelt in front of the mirror and typed on her phone, "Are there any photos of just him?"
Teacher Wei: "As you wish."
The next moment, another photo was sent over. This time, there was indeed only Song Cheng in the photo, but it was not a full-body photo, but a half-body photo.
That's fine.
Yang Rong breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard the sound of someone finishing their shower outside, she relaxed, stood up, and walked out with an extremely excited look on her face.
(End of this chapter)
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