Ang Lee gently stroked Grass's lower abdomen, bit her ear and whispered some words, closing the distance first and then making a move. What was this called? That's right, it was foreplay.
"Grass, do you remember what I told you a few years ago?"
Ang Lee asked softly.
"Alang, Grass doesn't remember."
Grass smiled shyly, without any intention to resist.
Ang Lee smiled slyly, extending his palm upward, and said, "I once said, Grass is still young, when she grows up, you must not let her go, you must cherish her, do you still remember?"
After saying that, his hands had already grasped Grass's small little fellow.
"En … Alang … en …"
Grass's delicate body trembled, the blush on her neck spread to her ears.
"Do you remember?"
"Alang, Grass remembers."
"Oh, I remember! Then what does Grass think of Alang, is he a man of his word? "
Ang Lee felt that there was a chance, and asked softly.
Grass pursed her lips and said, "Grass knows that Alang is a man of his word, Grass will always be Alang's woman."
After saying that, she became even more shy.
Ang Lee heard this, his heart was very happy, Grass's words were a hint? It meant that she had long become his woman.
In such a situation, Ang Lee didn't need to be polite, if he was still polite, wouldn't he disappoint the beauty?
"Grass, my little baby."
Without saying anything, Ang Lee picked up Grass and strode to his bedroom.
When passing by a courtyard, he met Yun 'er who was on night duty.
"Alang."
Yun 'er only gave a greeting. After seeing the shy Cao' er in Li An's arms, she lowered her head and didn't say anything.
After entering the bedroom, every step closer to the bed made Grass's little heart beat even more violently.
When Ang Lee threw Grass onto the soft couch, Grass couldn't take it anymore. She closed her eyes and stopped moving, but her little heart was still thumping non-stop.
Looking at the nervous Grass, Ang Lee couldn't bear to do it. He was too kind-hearted and couldn't bear to spoil such a beauty.
"Grass, are you nervous? Do you want to take a break? "
Ang Lee gently kissed Grass's forehead and turned around to pour a glass of water.
"Alang, don't go, don't go."
Cao Cao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ang Lee in a daze. Her shy expression contained a trace of yearning and anticipation. It was clear that she had misjudged. She had mistakenly thought that Ang Lee was about to leave.
"Grass, Alang won't go. I'll pour a glass of water for you."
This was the first time Ang Lee poured water for Grass. In the past, it was always Grass who poured water for him.
Grass smiled. She enjoyed the feeling of Ang Lee waiting on her.
"Grass, come, drink a glass of water to calm your nerves."
Ang Lee hugged Grass and fed her a few mouthfuls of water.
"Are you still nervous? Is lying down comfortable? "
Ang Lee asked.
"Comfortable."
Grass said shyly.
"Baby, is there anything more comfortable? Alang will treat you well. "
Ang Lee skillfully peeled off Grass's clothes and threw his own clothes on the table.
What followed was naturally a fierce battle. Ang Lee had long been an experienced driver. His skill level was excellent. Grass, on the other hand, had no experience. She could only be bullied by Ang Lee. No, it should be said that Ang Lee doted on her.
As an experienced driver, Ang Lee's control of time and rhythm was very good. Grass was very happy.
After parking the car, Ang Lee lay on the soft couch and caressed Grass's body wantonly. From time to time, he would whisper some passionate words in her ear, which made Grass's heart flutter.
Looking at the delicate and pink Grass beside him, Ang Lee was in a very good mood. After so many years in the Tang dynasty, his life was getting more and more comfortable.
Thinking back to his previous life where he had nothing and was bullied everywhere, this life was like living in heaven.
All the grievances he had suffered in his previous life were made up for in this life, and he even got a lot of interest.
Countless properties, no worries about food and drink, and a beauty in his arms. What could be more exciting than this? Compared with this life, his previous life was a waste of time.
It was no wonder that everyone yearned for wealth. Only when you were rich could you obtain what you wanted. If you had nothing, then you would not be able to obtain anything.
Of course, in addition to enjoying life, Ang Lee would still do his best to help the Tang Empire become more powerful and let the Tang dynasty dominate the world to realize its greater value.
This kind of career success brought a strong sense of pride. It was even better than finding a girl to have sex with. Of course, these were two completely different kinds of pleasure. It was not easy to compare them.
"Grass, what are you doing up?"
Ang Lee asked curiously.
"Alang, the ladies seem to have stopped. Grass is going to wait on the ladies to sleep."
Grass lowered her head and said.
Even though she was Ang Lee's woman, she was a woman of low status. In addition to accompanying her master to sleep at home, she still had to do what she should do. She could not overstep her boundaries.
"Grass, stay with me tonight. You don't have to do anything. Just lie down."
Ang Lee pulled Grass, who was about to get up, and said gently.
"No, Alang, Grass's status is low. You can't do that. As long as Alang remembers Grass, Grass will be satisfied."
Grass insisted on getting up, wiped her body, and went to do her work.
Alas, the status of women in this era was really miserable. But who could change all this?
The emperor took the lead in building such a big harem, and the dignitaries followed suit. In this era, women could only be tools for reproduction and men's playthings.
However, Ang Lee was still very gentle. He had always taken pity on women. In his heart, he only cherished and doted on women. He never had the intention to play with and humiliate them.
Ang Lee and Grass did it secretly. However, there was an old saying that paper could not hide the fire. How could this kind of thing be hidden? Not only did Yun 'er see Ang Lee carrying Grass into the bedroom, but Yan Ruyu also smelled that special smell from Grass's body.
"Madam, it's time to rest."
Grass prepared for a moment and reminded her in a low voice.
"Grass, what did you do just now?"
Yan Ruyu frowned and asked.
"Nothing."
Grass's eyes were a little wandering. She could tell at a glance that she was lying.
Yan Ruyu sniffed carefully and smiled. "Did your husband dote on you just now? Yes or no."
"Madam …"
Grass didn't know what to say.
"What's there to be shy about? You're husband's woman. Don't stay here tonight. Go accompany husband to sleep!"
Yan Ruyu said generously.
"Go! Don't be shy. "
Seeing that Grass didn't move, Yan Ruyu reminded her again.
Grass obediently went back. Seeing that Ang Lee had fallen asleep, she quietly lay down next to him.
The next morning, Ang Lee had just woken up when he saw the pink Grass lying next to him. He couldn't help but hold her down and pamper her again. Then, he went out to work with satisfaction.
"Today's weather is really good! The oxygen content in the air seems to have increased a lot. "
Ang Lee walked through the door of the R&D Center and took a deep breath.
"Assistant Minister Li, the development of the engine has made great progress. It can already run for half an hour."
A good mood brought good news. A low-ranking official walked up to Ang Lee and excitedly reminded him.
"Good, good job. Keep working hard. At least let the engine run effectively for a few days."
Ang Lee excitedly instructed.
"Yes, Assistant Minister Li. We will definitely work hard. In two or three months at most, there will be results. At that time, the plane can be assembled and taken off."
The low-ranking official was still very excited.
Now, these technical staff had quite profound scientific knowledge. Most of the time, they didn't need Ang Lee's guidance to know which direction to develop. Therefore, Ang Lee felt quite relaxed.
After walking around the R&D Center a few times and dealing with some things that needed to be dealt with, Ang Lee stepped out of the R&D Center and entered the newspaper office.
Now, the Tang Dynasty Newspaper had just started. It was not mature enough in all aspects. There were too many things that needed to be adjusted. Ang Lee had to deal with many things in person. Otherwise, all kinds of problems would arise.
Just as Ang Lee walked into the newspaper office, the second issue of the Tang Dynasty Newspaper had entered the busiest street of the Tang Dynasty and officially entered the sales phase.
Because of the effect caused by the first issue of the Tang Dynasty Newspaper, many people were willing to read the second issue of the Tang Dynasty Newspaper. Moreover, the price of five copper coins was so cheap that ordinary people could afford it.
"Give me a copy."
Walking in the crowd, Zha Xi Zan casually bought a copy. Although his plan had failed, there were too many useful contents in the Tang Dynasty Newspaper. In order to understand the court politics of the Tang Dynasty and what had happened recently, he had to buy the Tang Dynasty Newspaper.
"What a genius! He actually came up with such a good idea. The Tang Dynasty Newspaper. "
Although Zha Xi Zan hated Ang Lee, he had to admire Ang Lee's strength. If it were him, he would never have come up with such a good idea.
"Give me a copy."
When the newspaper seller passed by Junyue Restaurant, the procuress rushed over excitedly. She also fell in love with the Tang Dynasty Newspaper. Moreover, in this issue of the Tang Dynasty Newspaper, there was an advertisement for her. She had already paid for it. She wanted to see if her top girl was really in the advertisement section of the Tang Dynasty Newspaper.
After getting the newspaper, the procuress completely ignored the contents at the front. She directly turned to the last few pages and searched for the advertisement.
Several young ladies who were soliciting customers at the gate also came over curiously.
"It's Sister Mingyue. She's really on it. Hey, why is she wearing a veil? Sister Mingyue never wears a veil. "
An enchanting young lady was the first to notice Mingyue wearing a veil.
"Yes! Why is Sister Mingyue wearing a veil? "
The procuress was also stunned at first. However, she soon smiled and understood the reason. At the same time, she was quite happy.
Miss Mingyue's beauty was indisputable. However, it was impossible to outline Mingyue's beauty by means of newspaper printing. If she was painted ugly, it would reduce the effect of the advertisement.
However, if she covered her facial features with a veil, there would be no such thing as ugly. Moreover, there was a sense of mystery that made people fascinated and could arouse the curiosity of local tyrants.
"Girls, continue soliciting customers. Hahaha!"
The procuress laughed, picked up the newspaper and walked into Junyue Restaurant.
In a teahouse, several literati who had passed the Jinshi examination were also reading the newspaper. Although they had passed the Jinshi examination, there were no vacancies for the time being. Therefore, they could only stay in the capital and wait for other officials to retire or die unexpectedly. If there were no vacancies, they would always be on standby. If their families were poor, they would have a hard time during this period.
Du Fu was the most typical person. He had passed the Jinshi examination very early, but because his background was not strong enough, he had been in a state of backfilling. His life was quite poor and he almost starved to death.
If Ang Lee had not recommended him to be the deputy chief editor of the Tang dynasty newspaper, he would not have been promoted to the upper rank of Secondary Class Sixth Level. It should be known that it was very good to be promoted to the upper rank of Secondary Class Sixth Level for the first time. This official position was not high, but the salary was enough to improve Du Fu's living conditions.
"Brother Zimei's poem is good. He deserves to be called a talent."
"I still think Brother Taibai's poem is magnificent."
"Brother Zimei's poem is good. The style of writing is delicate and natural."
"Brother Taibai's poem is more heroic, more magnificent, and more interesting."
The two Jinshi directly quarreled.
"You two don't need to fight. Brother Taibai and Brother Zimei's poem is very good. At least it's better than ours."
"If it were not for his talent, Assistant Minister Li would not have chosen him to be the deputy chief editor of the Tang dynasty newspaper. I heard that he is even at the upper rank of Secondary Class Sixth Level."
"This official position is really not small. Brother Zimei and Brother Taibai have finally made it."
"Yes! Brother Taibai will not have to worry about not having enough money to buy wine in the future. He will pay for the next party. "
"Yes, let's do that."
"It's a pity that the Tang dynasty newspaper is not short of staff now. Otherwise, with our talent, we can also be editors."
"Yes! Although we are not as good as Taibai and Zimei, we can still be a small editor. "
"I think the Tang dynasty newspaper has a lot of potential. It will definitely be short of staff in the future. Why don't we go and say hello to Brother Taibai first? Once the Tang dynasty newspaper needs people, we will go there. What do you think?"
"Good! But since we have a favor to ask, we can't let Brother Taibai spend money. Let's treat the next party! "
As soon as these literati thought that they had a favor to ask of Li Bai, they immediately dismissed the idea of letting Li Bai treat them.
In fact, Li Bai was not a stingy person. He would not care so much. Now that he was at the upper rank of Secondary Class Sixth Level, he could get a lot of salary. In addition, every time he published poems in the Tang dynasty newspaper, he could get an extra sum of money, so he had more money.
In an inconspicuous place, a few elderly people who had nothing to do were chatting together. A literate scholar was holding a newspaper and was reading and explaining aloud.
The content he was reading aloud was naturally Lee An's The Legend of the Condor Heroes. The novel had just started, but it had already accumulated a lot of fans. Ever since they read the first chapter three days ago, they were eager to read the second chapter. It was as if they were addicted.
"It's over. It's over."
The literati old man said.
"That's it? There's no more continuation so soon."
"It's not satisfying. There's only so much content."
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