The two returned home and hugged each other as soon as they entered the door. Their bodies were entangled and their lips collided. Ye Shaofeng seemed to be a tree, and Chang Miaoke was like the vines wrapped around the big tree. They were entangled together, hugging each other from the door, kissing each other, touching each other with their fingers, from the door to the bed, from well-dressed to naked. The two of them seemed to have been holding it in for a long time, and now they can't wait. Venting out is not only a physical need, but also an expression of their true feelings.
After finishing, Chang Miaoke rested for a while, then got out of bed, took out a book, "The Art of War" from his satchel, leaned on the fabric backrest of the bed, and read it with relish.
Ye Shaofeng ran one hand over Chang Miaoke's fair and tender skin. He grabbed it twice from the pair of breasts, then walked underneath, then to the jade leg, touching it. Ye Shaofeng looked at Chang Miao. But he didn't talk to himself. He was still concentrating on reading and asked impatiently: "What are you doing in the art of war? You don't have to go to war. Besides, this set of art of war is no longer applicable on the current battlefield."
"What we look at is not their formations, but their mind-attacking tactics. Although some of the tactics mentioned in it are no longer applicable on today's battlefield, the principles it reveals and the lessons it teaches us are The art of attacking the mind is still very useful now. It is very helpful in shopping malls and official circles. You should look back and see," Chang Miaoke said.
"Don't look at it. Isn't it interesting for you to read those classical Chinese articles?" As he said that, Ye Shaofeng turned over and pressed Chang Miaoke under him again, facing a fairy-like woman like Chang Miaoke, and her No matter how long you linger in bed, you will never get bored.
Ye Shaofeng kissed him, and their lips collided together again, from the lips, then to the chin, and then continued down, kissing to the neck, to the chest, to the breasts, to the little strawberry, sucking hard, and then going down.
Kissing and kissing, Ye Shaofeng felt it again, and his body was burning again. He couldn't wait to launch an offensive. Chang Miaoke was teased by Ye Shaofeng again. Just when Ye Shaofeng was about to launch a new round of offensive. At the beginning, Chang Miaoke suddenly held Ye Shaofeng's head with both hands. Although her face was red and her eyes were full of longing, she still looked at Ye Shaofeng seriously and said, "Take Tang Jiaqian back and live here."
Ye Shaofeng was suddenly stunned. Why did Chang Miao suddenly think of Tang Jiaqian at this moment?
"Why, why did I suddenly think of her," Ye Shaofeng said blankly.
"I can't let her look down on me, I also want to compete fairly with her," Chang Miaoke said.
After saying that, Ye Shaofeng smiled and dived in. A new round of attack began. The torture between flesh and desire, physical enjoyment, and emotional sustenance were all accompanied by the excitement again and again at this moment. The screams of **** and body collisions are interpreting the most primitive desires, desires and emotions of this human being and this race.
That afternoon, Chang Miaoke started working non-stop. There were several negotiations and consultations throughout the afternoon. Chang Miaoke did not have an assistant, so she had to take full responsibility. She had always wanted to find an assistant, but she could never find one. Chang Miao is too picky to find the right person. There are only a handful of people in the world that she can like. At present, she only likes Ye Shaofeng. Now, for Tang Jiaqian, I also feel good about it.
In the afternoon, Ye Shaofeng went to Funiu Hotpot City. This is the newly opened branch of Tang Jiaqian's hotpot city. The store is not small, with four floors, all kinds of hotpots, crystal pots suitable for petty bourgeoisie, suitable for a group of people to have fun together. There are rotating pots for eating at the same time, as well as copper pots like those from old Beijing, all of which are available.
This branch is relatively more civilian than the main store. The recipes here are relatively low-end and suitable for ordinary people to eat. The branch has just opened and has a lot of things to do, including business, taxation, and the health bureau. Now this matter That's it, if you want to get anything done, you have to do things in front of others. If you don't burn the incense of any temple, then you will wait for others to cause trouble for you in the future.
Tang Jiaqian knows how to do things, knows the rules, and has money in hand. The benefits are indispensable for those in leadership. In addition, there is the face of Ye Shaofeng and the face of his father Tang Aimin. Many things are very easy to handle as long as Tang Jiaqian personally Once you go, things will fall into place naturally.
In the past few days, the procedures have been completed and the incense that needs to be burned has been burned. Tang Jiaqian finally began to focus on running this branch with peace of mind, and began to launch some marketing plans and strategies for this civilian hot pot city.
When Ye Shaofeng walked to the chairman and general manager's office on the fourth floor, Tang Jiaqian had just finished making plans and had a rare moment of leisure. She picked up a book and was about to read.
The door opened, and when a group of people came in, they had to knock on the door first. Only when Tang Jiaqian said "please come in" did anyone come in. After entering this door, the only one who walked in without knocking was one person. Then It's Ye Shaofeng.
Tang Jiaqian was happy when Ye Shaofeng came, but he didn't show it on the surface, pretending to be angry and said: "How many times have I told you, why don't you knock on the door when you enter? You are the same in your public security bureau." Is it polite?"
"We were an agency at that time, and you are a small private enterprise, so you don't have to abide by the rules," Ye Shaofeng said in an arrogant tone.
"What kind of wind brought you here? The Public Security Bureau is fine. It shouldn't be. The provincial party committee is calm, and it shouldn't be. That Miss Shangguan shouldn't let you out so easily. You are her now. The celebrity around me," Tang Jiaqian was full of jealousy when she said this.
Ye Shaofeng smiled and did not answer the question. He had been with women a lot, and Ye Shaofeng also had some experience. When a woman is jealous, if you want to calm things down, you must not explain the jealousy to him, because explanations are in vain. Yes, what women believe is the truth. When a woman is jealous, there are only two things you have to do. One is to please her and coax her, and the other is to change the topic and use something more shocking. , divert his attention.
Of course, Ye Shaofeng changed the topic, looked at the book Tang Jiaqian was holding, and said: "Sun Tzu's Art of War, why don't you read this book now?"
"Who else is watching?"
"Chang Miaoke is watching it too, and he even asked me to watch it too," Ye Shaofeng said...