A Live S*x Performance

Jiang Mingxu swept a glance at Yan Zhixing coldly and then turned back to look at Song Wei. "This is how great your taste was in the past?"

According to the feeling of disgust, it simply felt like a blasphemy to be in the same space as Yan Zhixing.

With Jiang Mingxu's status, he had the right to be arrogant.

Furthermore, Yan Zhixing's family background and character were hard to explain.

Yan Zhixing didn't expect that not only did his passionate confession fail to anger Jiang Mingxu at all, but it was also met with a disdainful and sarcastic remark. That look in Jiang Mingxu's eyes, as though he was a fly, made him feel like his unwavering self-esteem was being trampled under the other's feet.

Yan Zhixing unconsciously clenched his fists, but he did not dare to retort at all.

Song Wei looked at him at this moment. Without the filter of the past, she really could not stand him no matter what.

Hypocritical and cowardly, he did not dare to let out a single fart when he met someone as tough as Jiang Mingxu.

Song Wei really wanted to shake her past self and see how much water was stored in her head.

However, on the surface, she could only say calmly and helplessly, "Just treat me as a blind person in the past. Now, I've finally regained my sight."

Yan Zhixing listened to these jests, and his expression looked even more sorrowful.

After all, they were still on stage, and the show had to go on.

Lin Shuangshuang supported Yan Zhixing and turned to Song Wei. "Weiwei, I know that you are angry, furious, and perhaps, even feeling hateful towards us. But it's true that Brother Zhixing loves you. He hasn't had a good meal in days. He just wants to seek your forgiveness. Is it that difficult to understand?"

Song Wei looked like she did not understand. "Understand? What understanding? I'm not angry at him. What understanding could you be talking about?"

However, Lin Shuangshuang directly pinned an unwanted label on her. "Weiwei, we all understand you. All of this is just your pretense. You're just trying to anger us. If you don't speak your mind forever and keep being difficult with us, you'll also hurt yourself."

The series of unexpected twists and turns had left the reporters below the stage speechless.

Even with their cameras lifted, they didn't know whose close-up shot would be more exciting.

At this moment, Song Wei leaned over instead and whispered into Lin Shuangshuang's ear, "Are you going to continue acting? Aren't you afraid that I'll ruin both of your reputations?"

Although Lin Shuangshuang was a little flustered, she was betting that Song Wei was just testing her. "I don't understand what you're talking about. Nothing happened between Brother Zhixing and me so we have no reputation to lose."

"Oh?" Song Wei curved the corners of her lips lightly and snapped her fingers.

Initially, she did not want to go this far. Alas, it was also the two of them who had brought the atmosphere to this point. They insisted on portraying the image of an affectionate man and good sister so thoroughly.

At a time like this, if they were to be slapped in the face, it would make a loud sound.

After Song Wei snapped her fingers, the contents on the huge screen behind them changed again.

It was obvious that the video was secretly taken from an angle. Although the image was a little blurry whenever it shook, after being enlarged and processed, it was clear what the person in it was doing.

Lin Shuangshuang, who was wearing a slip dress, spread her legs and sat on Yan Zhixing's body. The strap on one side had already slipped down, and one could vaguely see that that snow-white 'jade rabbit' in front of her chest was trembling non-stop with her swaying body.

With both hands, she propped herself up on Yan Zhixing's body. Because she was too engrossed, her fingers gripped tightly onto his clothes, and she let out a comfortable moan. "Mmm… ah… Brother Zhixing, harder. Go… deeper inside… you're so, so wonderful… Mmm, so comfortable."

It was also because they were overly comfortable that they did not notice that someone had opened the door.

When she heard the sound of footsteps, Lin Shuangshuang finally got up from Yan Zhixing's body frantically. Her legs were still trembling from her orgasm, but she couldn't care that much anymore. Snatching her clothes up, she ran into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

As for Yan Zhixing, he only grabbed his coat from the sofa to cover his face and rushed out of the hotel room.

From the start to finish of this live s*x performance, there was no sign of Lin Shuangshuang being forced.