After a while, Yan Danchen, who was so tired that he was sweating, lay weakly on his lover's chest. His fair pink face turned red, and his originally beautiful big eyes were so tired that he was half-closed. Yang Feng, who finally got what he wanted, gently stroked the beauty's tender and white back, with a satisfied look on his face. When Yan Danchen raised his head, he happened to see this guy's satisfied face and bit his chest with anger. Yang Feng shouted out in pain.

After biting, Yan Danchen said a little angrily: "Hmph, you bad guy, have you finally got what you want now?"

Yang Feng, who was grinning with his teeth, could only smile bitterly. Why do women know this trick? Sister Xu, who is gentle and guest, is like this, and Sister Chang'e, who has always been generous, is this? Do women learn this trick without a teacher?

Seeing that Yang Feng was not speaking, Yan Danchen was very dissatisfied and showed his snow-white teeth again. He was ready to do it again. Yang Feng was so scared that he reached out and patted her plump snow buttocks and made a crisp sound, "You come again, I will fight back on you when I come again."

Because he didn't know his beloved's strength, Yan Danchen snorted lightly: "Hmph, I'm afraid you won't succeed. If you have the ability, please come over."

Before Yan Danchen could finish his words, Yang Feng turned over by the "furious" Yang Feng, then pressed him gently, and soon, bursts of touching panting and moans sounded again.

More than half an hour later, with a long and high moan like a swan, Yan Danchen, who was tortured so much that he no longer had any strength, had to hold up a white chess again.

"I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore. Afeng, please go around me."

"You know how powerful your man is? I see if you dare to speak wildly again in the future!" Seeing that Sister Chang'e was so tired that she couldn't move, Yang Feng, who felt sorry for her, let her go proudly.

"Hmph!" Yan Danchen gently wrinkled his perky nose, and bit her husband's chest with some resentment, and then he leaned on her husband's broad chest and gasped quietly, listening to her husband's steady heartbeat. At this time, she was completely different from her usual steady and generous image, just like a pretty and naughty girl in the past two nine years.

Seeing the beauty in her arms, Yang Feng loved her and kept kissing her pink face and cherry lips, making the beauty feel comfortable and humming, like a kitten caressed by her owner.

After a while, Yan Danchen moved his delicate body upwards, put his head on his lover's chin and gently swayed, as lazy as a Persian cat who was eating and digesting food. After a long time, he said, "A Feng!"

"Um!"

Yan Danchen hesitated for a moment before saying, "I asked the crew to go to the villa to shoot without your consent. Would you be angry?"

"I'm angry, of course I won't." Seeing Sister Chang'e's somewhat uneasy look, Yang Feng chuckled and stroked her hair to comfort her, "You have a share in that villa, as the hostess, of course you have the right to decide its purpose. Why do you apologize to me for this matter?"

"Aren't they worried that you will be angry?" Yan Danchen said embarrassedly: "And, you bought this villa, I don't."

He kissed the beauty's cherry lips for a while, and then let go of her until the beauty was almost breathless. Yang Feng then said "viciously": "You are not allowed to say that in the future. I have said that this villa has your name written on it, so you can naturally decide its purpose. If I hear you say this again in the future, be careful that I will slap you on the butt!"

"Bah, you are so domineering!" Yan Danchen gave Yang Feng a glee and shame, then pouted and said, "Okay, this is what you said. I have the final say in the decoration of this villa in the future, and you are not allowed to interfere!"

"Okay, you are the mistress, you have the final say!" Yang Feng knew that the beauty in his arms was declaring sovereignty over himself and his new home in this way, just like some animals such as lionesses would patrol their territory.

"This is almost the same!" After getting Yang Feng's guarantee, Yan Danchen then satisfies his arms in his arms' arms' arms' arms, and changed his posture and put his pink face on his arms' chest. After a long time, she murmured: "Do you know, I have been working hard in this circle since I graduated. There are 23 classmates who graduated with me. Over the years, some of them have become first-line stars, some of them are still performing No. 4 or 5 in various crews, and some have left this circle to change their careers.

I have worked hard in this circle for six years, and have seen many strange things in the circle, and have been used to the evil in the circle. Sometimes I really want to leave this circle. But then I think, what else can I do if I don’t act? This is what I learned, and I have the talent to do business, so I can only run around in various crews, playing roles that I hate even myself, and have been used to seeing the breakups and reunions between men and women in the circle. This has made me very conflicted and guarded against the love between men and women. I was single before I met you. Originally, I thought that my life would have passed like this, but I never thought that when I felt most helpless, I would have been harmed by you, a little villain!”

At the end of the day, Yan Danchen looked at Yang Feng with a tenderness that could melt people, and his watery eyes were filled with deep affection.

Yang Feng lowered his head and kissed the beauty's cherry lips, then gently tapped on the tip of her nose before saying softly: "You are always self-deprecating. Do you know that before last year, I was a small person at the bottom of the society, earning less than 2,000 yuan a month, and my entire savings were less than 20,000 yuan. Once, after get off work, I saw the Baolian Lantern you played on. At that time, I fell in love with you and bought one of your posters, which is the one you held with the jade rabbit. Do you still remember?"

Hearing this, Yan Danchen burst into laughter, stretched out his slender jade finger and lit it on Yang Feng's forehead, and said coquettishly: "You still have the face to say, do I remember what my first thought was when I first went to your rental house to see that half-old poster?"

“What is it?”

Yan Danchen held back a smile and said, "What I thought of at that time was that this poster had been posted here for so long. I wonder how many bad things you did to this poster over such a long time?"

"Doing bad things to the poster?" Yang Feng was stunned at first, then pretended to be angry, reached into her armpit and scratched: "Okay, Yan Danchen, your thoughts are so impure. Look at me scratching you to death!"

"Oh, hehe, hehe, I dare not."

Yan Danchen, who was so tickled that he couldn't breathe. He wanted to avoid but could not escape Yang Feng's clutch. He could only kick it powerlessly, kicking out the thin quilt on his body, revealing his infinitely beautiful body. Seeing her constantly begging for mercy, Yang Feng let her go and said viciously: "Do you dare to say that?"

"I dare not do it anymore!"

Yan Danchen, who was sore all over, lay in his beloved man's arms, begging for mercy pitifully, with a cute and silly begging for mercy in his eyes. Seeing that Sister Chang'e, who always looks virtuous and elegant, rarely showed a girlish look, Yang Feng's desire that had just disappeared began to rise slowly again. It doesn't matter if he had such an attack. Yan Danchen, who had already had no obstacles to contact, felt it immediately. She was so beautiful that she begged for mercy and said, "Afeng, I really can't do it anymore, you'd better spare me!"

Seeing the panic that Sister Chang'e showed, Yang Feng kissed her in love and blamed her: "Silly Sister, are you such a stingy man with your husband? We have a long life in the future, how could I treat you like this?"

"Afeng, you are so nice!" Seeing that my lover was so polite to him, Yan Danchen was moved to kiss her on her face.

Yang Feng laughed for a moment and suddenly remembered something. He sat up and picked up his shirt in the bed. He took out a card from his wallet and handed it to Yan Danchen. "Danchen, since you are already mine, as a man, you have to take on the burden of the family. There are five million in this card, which is my household purchase. You can collect it first, and the password is on the back of the card!"

"This doesn't work, I can't ask for it!" Yan Danchen's first thought was to refuse, "We, we, I can't ask for your money!"

"Why?" Yang Feng looked at her deeply, "We in China have always been the male protagonist, the female protagonist, the female protagonist, the inner one. You are my wife, you don't want anyone to ask for this money. Besides, our family is still renovating now, and there are many places to use money. As the hostess, shouldn't you manage the property? "

It seems that a man's talent to be slick with women. Facing Yang Feng's sweet words, our sister Chang'e smiled and kissed him on his big mouth to show rewards. Then she accepted the bank card and placed it carefully under the pillow.

People in love always have endless things to say, and the two whispered for a long time before they snuggled each other and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Yang Feng woke up Yan Danchen who was still sleeping. He first sent Yan Danchen to the crew, and then drove Yan Danchen's small beetle to Minghu Steel Factory. As soon as he parked his car next to the factory, he heard cheers coming from the surroundings. He looked in the sound and found that the cheers were coming from the factory.

When Yang Feng came to the factory, he found a group of workers surrounded by a machine tool, looking at Hangwei Lake, which was operating the machine with excitement. Hangwei Lake was smiling happily at this time with something that looked like a gun barrel.

Yang Feng walked over and asked with a smile: "Director Hang, why are you laughing so happily?"

When Hangweihu saw Yang Feng coming, he strode over excitedly: "Boss Yang, we have succeeded. We have successfully tried to produce the first qualified barrel with rifled."

"Oh, right?"

Yang Feng was delighted when he heard this. It seemed that the Minnie gun he needed had finally landed!

"That's great, let's go to the office to talk!"

Yang Feng couldn't wait to pull Hangweihu to the office. As soon as the two of them sat down, he asked anxiously: "Director Hangzhou, what is the output of the gun barrel now?"

Hang Weihu thought about it, "Since we have just tried to produce a qualified barrel, we can create about ten barrels a day."

"What? Ten?" Yang Feng couldn't believe his ears, "Director Hangzhou, if your factory only had such a small output, I think you could only drink the northwest wind!"

"This is the largest output." Hang Weihu explained: "After all, the scrap rate of the newly-tested products is very high, so we can't sell the scrap to you as well."

"No, it's too low!" Yang Feng said without hesitation: "I'll give you seven days, and I must produce 500 qualified barrels for me!"

"Five hundred?" Hang Weihu was startled and waved his hands repeatedly: "If it doesn't work, it's impossible to produce so many barrels in seven days. It's already the best way to produce two hundred barrels."

"It must be five hundred." Yang Feng said in an unquestionable tone: "I will give you three hundred yuan in processing fees for a gun barrel. You can work 24 hours and three shifts, otherwise I will take this machine away and the order will be handed over to another factory. I believe that many factories will be very happy to take this order."

Grass, this trick again!

Hangweihu is so hated. Every time Yang Feng places an order for himself, he uses this trick to scare himself, but he still only takes this trick. After all, Yang Feng has become the biggest customer of his factory. In the past few months, Minghu Steel Plant has been full of oil due to the order placed by Yang Feng. To be honest, if Yang Feng stops cooperating with Minghu Steel Plant, the factory will be closed in less than a month. Therefore, for the future of the factory, no matter how harsh the requirements Yang Feng puts, he has to pinch his nose and agree.

But to be honest, Yang Feng is not only very strict with orders, but he is very generous in his actions. For example, he only paid for one barrel for processing fees, and five hundred barrels, which is 150,000 yuan. In addition to workers' wages, water and electricity fees, he can earn at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan. This is only a week, and this business can be paid for no matter how much it is calculated. Isn't it just overtime? His grandmother's, my buddy has tried his best!

Thinking of this, Hang Weihu gritted his teeth: "Okay, 500 are only 500. I'll be living in the factory this week. You will come to pick up the goods in seven days!"

"Okay, please feel free!" Yang Feng raised his thumb and asked again: "By the way, how many have you produced Napoleon guns and smoothbore guns during the period when I was away?"

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Hangweihu's face, "Just about to report to you, we have produced 28 12-pound cannons and 50 6-pound cannons, as well as five thousand sets of plate armor, three thousand steel knives, one thousand heavy shields, three thousand spears and five thousand helmets. Now they are facing each other in the warehouse, waiting for you to pick up goods."
Chapter completed!