After Ang Lee returned to the R&D Center, he was not in a hurry to inspect. No one came to look for him in a short period of time. He sat alone on the chair in the office, raised his feet, and crossed them on the table in front of him. His posture was very comfortable. This was also a posture that the big bosses in the later generations liked very much. It was an excellent posture that could make people relax.
Lying on the chair, Ang Lee closed his eyes. Thinking back to when he was in the palace just now, when he saw the big fat ball of the imperial concubine, his heart was filled with excitement! He had to admit that the imperial concubine was really plump! In the Tang dynasty, such a plump woman was indeed rare. Most of the women were the type that could be held in one hand. For example, the few women in Ang Lee's family were too thin compared to the plump imperial concubine.
In fact, there was no shortage of plump women. Although the proportion in the crowd was not high, there were still many of them. However, for a woman, it was not enough to just be a little plump. She had to be beautiful enough. If her face was too ugly, it would be even worse if she was plump. Only when she was slightly plump and good-looking enough could she be attractive enough to make men fall head over heels for her.
Yang Yuhuan was obviously the type that was both beautiful and slightly plump. Therefore, it was naturally difficult for people to control themselves.
She was the emperor's wife. Ang Lee was wrong to have such thoughts, but it was not a sin in itself. Anyway, only he knew what he was thinking. Outsiders had no way to know. Therefore, Ang Lee felt at ease. When he was free, he thought about the emperor's beautiful and plump wife. It was also very good. It would make him very happy and it would greatly increase his lifespan.
"Haha! She is really white, big, and soft! Hahaha! "
Ang Lee closed his eyes and laughed loudly. His laughter was very licentious.
"Assistant Minister Li."
Just as Ang Lee's imagination was running wild, a craftsman walked to the door.
Ang Lee quickly collected his thoughts and asked with a straight face, "What's the matter?"
"Assistant Minister Li, we can't make the tuning fork you mentioned. The sound is always wrong. What's the problem?"
The craftsman sincerely asked for advice.
Ang Lee nodded and said, "Don't worry, just try a few more times if there's something wrong with your voice. You'll get the hang of it eventually. You can go now!"
After saying those words, he waved his hand, gesturing for the blacksmith to leave.
Ang Lee was really not in the mood to work now. He didn't want to work at all. Naturally, he wouldn't go to check the problem with the tuning fork. He would let them try a few more times. Maybe they would find a way to solve the problem.
After the blacksmith left, Ang Lee continued to close his eyes, recalling the contents and scenes of his conversation with Yang Yuhuan. Ang Lee felt a very comfortable warmth in his heart, a wonderful feeling that made him feel relaxed and happy.
Just like that, Ang Lee did nothing. He crossed his legs and stayed in the office of the R&D Center for two to four hours, reminiscing about his wonderful moments.
"Assistant Minister Li."
Just as Ang Lee closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep, someone else came in.
"What is it? You're so annoying! "
Ang Lee didn't like being disturbed like that, because he was in a good mood. Of course he would be in a bad mood if he was interrupted all of a sudden.
"Assistant Minister Li, Madam Guo is here. She's already at the gate."
Hearing that, Ang Lee immediately understood what was going on. When he left the royal palace, he knew that the three madams had gone to the royal palace, so they naturally knew about the perfume. At this moment, Madam Guo, Yang Yurou, suddenly came here for more than just to see him. She probably wanted to ask for the perfume technology and make a business for herself.
"This little woman comes so fast. Do I need to be afraid of her?"
Ang Lee murmured to himself in a low voice. He took his legs off the table and quietly waited for Yang Yurou to come to him. Because Yang Yurou had something to ask of him, Ang Lee could be a little pretentious and didn't need to go out to greet her in person.
Before long, Yang Yurou walked to Ang Lee's office and stuck her head out to look inside. Although Ang Lee already knew that she was coming, he deliberately closed his eyes and rested on the chair, as if he was taking a nap.
Seeing that Ang Lee was resting, Yang Yurou hesitated for a while, then gently pushed the door open and closed it behind her.
"He's really asleep."
Yang Yurou frowned slightly. She walked around Ang Lee twice and found that Ang Lee didn't move at all. She really thought that Ang Lee was asleep. Therefore, she didn't disturb Ang Lee. Instead, she quietly sat opposite him and stared at Ang Lee, admiring his handsome face. The more she looked at it, the more she liked him. She had many pretty boys in her mansion, but compared with Ang Lee, those pretty boys were not worth mentioning.
'How can there be such a handsome and elegant Langjun in this world? He's so handsome, so likable. '
Yang Yurou carefully looked at Ang Lee. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that he was her type.
Because he could feel that Yang Yurou was in front of him, Ang Lee didn't move and pretended that he was really asleep.
After some time, Yang Yurou was probably tired of waiting. She began to move closer to Ang Lee and gently pressed on his arm. She whispered, "Assistant Minister Li, are you still sleeping? Wake up. "
Seeing that Ang Lee still didn't respond, Yang Yurou continued to press on Ang Lee's arm. She still didn't get any response from Ang Lee, so she boldly placed her fingers on Ang Lee's chest and gently pressed a few times. Then, she skillfully placed her entire palm on Ang Lee's chest. Even though there was a thin layer of white clothing between them, Ang Lee still felt a burst of warmth and smoothness. It was very comfortable and pleasant.
In order to be able to enjoy it for a while longer, Ang Lee pretended that he didn't know anything and continued to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep. Yang Yurou also became bolder and her palm kept moving down.
Perhaps the posture of bending over was too tiring. Not long after, Yang Yurou directly sat on Ang Lee's lap. Her whole body lay on Ang Lee's body and she hugged Ang Lee tightly. She even kissed Ang Lee's forehead and neck. Her hot breath made Ang Lee's heart itch unbearably.
Ang Lee really wanted to hug her and then turn over and press her down on the table next to him. But this way, his act of pretending to be asleep would be exposed. That wouldn't be too good.
Therefore, Ang Lee had to control his thoughts and behavior first. When Yang Yurou went too far, he would pretend to wake up step by step. Whatever happened after that, Ang Lee couldn't be blamed. After all, it was a gift sent to his door. It would be a waste not to accept it.
After Yang Yurou continued to wriggle on his body for a while, Ang Lee felt that the time was finally ripe. So, he pretended to wake up unceremoniously. Moreover, he woke up slowly and his eyes were blurred.
"Ruyu, why are you here? Come and hug me."
Ang Lee deliberately mistook Yang Yurou in his arms. In this way, he had enough reason to be presumptuous. After saying this, Ang Lee closed his eyes and stroked Yang Yurou's back. He stroked her to his heart's content and didn't hold back.
When she heard Ang Lee call her Ruyu, Yang Yurou was quite surprised at first. Then, she really thought that Ang Lee might have just woken up and mistook her for someone else. However, this was also good. Everyone had a tacit understanding and it was very interesting.
After lingering for a while, Ang Lee suddenly got up and pressed Yang Yurou on the table next to him. He kissed her cheek hard, which made Yang Yurou quite surprised.
She opened her eyes and quietly looked at Ang Lee, but found that Ang Lee kept his eyes closed. Although his movements were very skillful, Ang Lee's behavior of keeping his eyes closed made her somewhat puzzled.
This bad boy really just woke up and mistook her for Yan Ruyu, or deliberately pretended to be confused to take advantage of her. However, no matter what the situation was, she was very happy to accept it. She had wanted to accept Ang Lee's favor for a long time. Being able to make love with Ang Lee, no matter what, she would not regret it.
After a violent gasp and high-intensity exercise, Ang Lee gasped for breath. Yang Yurou was also very tired. She was about to collapse on the table, her expression extremely dissolute.
This vigorous exercise made Li An very satisfied. Although Li An had many wives and many maids to enjoy, all men were the same. No man would dislike having too many women around him. It was simply the more the merrier. Li An's heart was filled with joy. Although Li An had many wives and maids to enjoy, all men were the same. No man would dislike having too many women around them.
After Yang Yurou's breathing evened out, she slightly turned her head to look at Ang Lee. She smiled and joked, "Little Langjun, do you see who I am now? After that, she lay sideways in Ang Lee's arms and stared into Ang Lee's eyes. "
Ang Lee was also very tired. He lay on the table and did not want to get up. Seeing Yang Yurou lying in his arms, he smiled faintly and said, "At first, I didn't see clearly, but when I saw clearly, the arrow was already on the bow. I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to, so I can only offend you."
"We are old acquaintances. There is no need to offend me. As long as Little Langjun likes it, I can serve you at any time. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
Yang Yurou smiled charmingly and gently kissed Ang Lee.
Li An pretended to hesitate for a moment and opened his mouth to say, "I'm truly overwhelmed by Madam's great favor! Then, what can I do for Madam? "
"Ha ha ha! Haven't you made it well enough? "
Yang Yurou winked at Ang Lee and said, "You just made the perfume. It is such a good thing. Can you give it to me? I can pay for the technology."
After that, she waited for Ang Lee's answer.
"Perfume is very popular, but the technology is not mature enough for now. It needs to be improved constantly in the future to make more and better perfume. How much do you plan to pay for this technology?"
Ang Lee asked with a smile.
When Yang Yurou heard that Ang Lee was really going to take money, she was immediately unhappy. She said coquettishly, "Oh! You are really going to take money! Just give it to me, okay? If you are willing to give it to me, I will be yours in the future. "
The strength of her charm really surprised Ang Lee. It was so tempting that Ang Lee couldn't control himself.
Of course, Ang Lee absolutely didn't mean to take money. For him, it was just a piece of cake. There was no need to take money at all. He just said that to tease her.
"Why? Do you want to be my concubine?"
Ang Lee asked with a smile.
Li An absolutely did not dare to marry this concubine. If he really did marry her, he probably would not have to worry about his head getting cold in the winter. He would have a bunch of hats stuck on his head that he could not take off even if he wanted to. Even if he froze to death, no man in the world would want to wear a bunch of hats. That would be too embarrassing.
"Humph, who wants to be your concubine? I have a lot of young men in my family, but none of them are better than you. A strong man like you is my favorite type. "
Yang Yurou said very frankly. She didn't care about letting Ang Lee know. After all, it was not a secret that she kept a gigolo. Everyone in the capital knew what was going on. So, there was no need to hide this matter.
When Li An heard this, he finally let out a sigh of relief. Li An could accept playing occasionally, but if he were to marry this woman, Li An would never dare to do so. Hearing her say so, Li An was relieved. They were all adults, and the games in the adult world were sometimes like this. It seemed to be seeking pleasure, but in fact, it was just each taking what they needed.
"Of course, I can give you the perfume technology. Who let us be old friends? However, my mouth isn't very reliable. Who knows when I'll tell others about this technology. You have to shut my mouth properly and don't let me accidentally leak it out. "
Ang Lee smiled faintly.
Yang Yurou looked at Ang Lee charmingly and kissed Ang Lee's mouth. After a long time, she took her mouth away. Ang Lee almost suffocated.
"What about the Begonia perfume? Can I take a look first? "
Yang Yurou looked at Ang Lee in front of her and asked.
Ang Lee shook his head gently and said, "The Begonia perfume hasn't been made yet."
"You promised the imperial concubine that you would send it to her tomorrow morning. When are you going to start making it? Is there enough time? "
Yang Yurou asked.
Ang Lee said with a smile, "Don't worry! There is definitely enough time. Now, my wife and more than three hundred female workers are picking flowers on the mountain. In the evening, when I go back, I can make the Begonia perfume with the flowers they have collected. "
"I see. It's better to do it in your house. The possibility of the technology being leaked is lower. However, I don't know how many Begonia flowers can be collected. If the Begonia perfume is made correctly, I won't be able to get it."
Yang Yurou said coquettishly.
Ang Lee said with a smile, "There are many Begonia flowers in the Tang dynasty. There are many in the Hibiscus Garden and the Daming Palace. If you collect some, it will be enough to make a bottle of perfume. It's just a matter of waiting a few more days."
"You can't have any ideas about the flowers in the Hibiscus Garden and the palace. If you pick all the flowers there, His Majesty will be angry and the imperial concubine will not agree. Well, anyway, there are many idle people in my house. Later, I will send them to the wild to pick flowers and send them directly to your house. What do you think?"
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