Without a certain amount of experience, a certain character, and not a trace of fetters, how can one be trusted to use him?
Yang Qian is already very familiar with this method of using family members to restrain employees, and he can do it almost as soon as he opens his mouth.
He is also very familiar with this system. The ordinary little Karami has basically nothing to do with it. Once it touches the core level, it is necessary to place the other party's family in a county or other place.
If he is a very important person, his family may have to live in Zhuangzi and be "protected" by the Xuanjia Army.
Seeing that Mu Qing was a little shaky, Yang Gan showed a crooked Dragon King smile.
"Madam is so elegant today, why don't you let me know about women's clothes and use you as a test?"
"Why, why do you need to use mine?"
After drinking a few more glasses, Mu Qing was already a little confused. After all, the alcohol content was very high, and after being stored in the cellar for a year, the spiciness had already been removed. The more he drank, the greater the stamina would be.
It is easier to get intoxicated than the ordinary General Lie.
"I like you and like you, so I use yours."
Yang Qian flicked Mu Qing's body with one hand, and in just a short moment, he peeled Mu Qing into a big white sheep.
Afterwards, he bared his teeth provocatively at Zhang Yumeng.
Zhang Yumeng was stunned for a moment, showing Erha's stunned expression, with fighting spirit in his eyes.
Orchid moved her fingers around Gui Xianwan's body, and instantly she was in her original state.
The corners of Yang Qian's mouth twitched fiercely.
"Damn it, you're too cruel, so fast?"
"Hmph, you are not slow either, but this is my strength. In this matter, I am second, and no one can be first."
After saying that, Zhang Yumeng raised his head, as proud as a victorious general.
However, as soon as this happened, the style of painting started to look wrong.
The sexy and attractive body, the amazingly exaggerated body curves, and the amazing round arcs made Yang Qian feel dry in his mouth.
Compared to Mu Qing, Gui Xianwan is even more incredible.
After a long period of dance practice, and also doing various yogas with Zhang Yumeng, her body has almost been shaped into the most perfect state of her body.
With a slim waist and plump hips, tall peaks and a flat belly, the depth seems to draw one's soul into it.
What made Yang Qian think it was exaggerated was that this guy had given birth to a child, but he couldn't tell at all. His lower abdomen was delicate and flat without any wrinkles.
While Yang Gan was stunned, the dancers started laughing and playing on the massage chair.
Yang Gan is a person who likes the atmosphere. In addition to the drinks he drinks, he lets the dancers, musicians and maids drink other ordinary drinks, as long as he serves everyone well.
He doesn't mind ordinary things at all.
No, half of the maids were already a little dizzy, and the dancers themselves usually drank. Here, after drinking a little bit, they started to let themselves go.
A sound of warblers and swallows ran past with the fragrant wind.
Yang Qian's heart also began to feel hot. At this time, Qingqing hugged him from behind, and the huge 36E dimension was flattened and rounded between the two of them.
"The atmosphere is very good. You were right last time at the bottom of the valley. It is lively when there are many people."
Yang Qian's eyes narrowed.
"You like it."
"I quite like it, but I just can't let it go. I don't know many of the maids."
"Hahaha, you are shy."
Yang Gan turned his head and scratched Qingqing's chin.
Zhang Yumeng had already begun to ravage Gui Xianwan. At this time, Gui Xianwan's cheeks were on fire and water was dripping from her face.
After looking at the surrounding atmosphere, Zhang Yumeng took out two silk scarves from the dancing girl who was passing by and still had her clothes on.
Throwing one to Yang Gan, he smiled like a wolf grandma.
"How about playing hard?"
Yang Qian took the silk scarf, shook it, and said confusedly, "A silk scarf?"
What are you doing, hanging yourself? Come on, come on, what do you mean? "
Zhang Yumeng directly covered her eyes with the silk scarf and pointed casually with her delicate jade fingers.
"Come, come here, give you a chance to scout us."
The maid she pointed at ran over in a hurry, and the scene was instantly indescribable.
Yang Gan's eyes widened.
"Nima, you can still play like this? How could Zhang Yumeng be a star in his previous life? How could he be such an experienced veteran?"
This is not a ruthless person, he will be wiped out completely. Even Yang Qian, a man who has read countless films, has the urge to worship him.
Yang Gan followed suit, covered his eyes with a silk scarf, and pointed to a random place.
"Come on, it's you!"
In an instant, Yang Qian felt that his whole body was immersed in a humid environment. This was the kind where there was no blind spot for the whole person.
The entire fourth floor exploded like boiling hot oil poured into a basin of cold water.
Time flew by, and throughout the afternoon, strange sounds continued to come from the fourth floor, almost never stopping.
When it was feeding time, a group of disheveled maids walked out of the fourth floor, went to the kitchen to get food, and after carrying several barrels of wine, the door to the fourth floor slowly closed again.
The next day.
I don’t know when it started, but the sound from the fourth floor started ringing again.
After being busy enough to prepare for the morning meal, the musicians, dancers and some maids left the fourth floor in disheveled clothes and with satisfied expressions.
Some dancers and maids frowned and held their stomachs, holding on to the wall and starting to take the elevator. They really couldn't walk, and their legs were shaking as if they were cramping.
There were also some dancers and maids with bright red mouths, as if they were swollen, with two sausages hanging from their mouths.
Yang Gan, who was taking a shower, turned the shower head to the maximum to wash away the strong odor of hormones from his body.
At this time, almost only his women and the core maids were left on the fourth floor.
Zhang Yumeng, who was next to him, was looking at Yang Qian with a funny look on his face.
"Hahaha, everyone else has strawberries on their necks, but you are covered in strawberries all over your body!!! It made me laugh so hard. Fortunately, there are none on my face, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see anyone."
Yang Qian's smile never stopped. He wanted to hold it back but couldn't.
"Speaking of which, Zhang Yumeng, I have gotten to know you today. You are very concerned. Does my father know?"
Zhang Yumeng curled her lips and said, "Please, although I lived an uncomfortable life in my last life, I know a lot. I did not participate in the feast you mentioned, but my friend went and secretly took a video."
"They are much better at playing than we are, but there are some differences in hardware."
Yang Qian was stunned, opened his hands, and the little girl helped him apply soap inside, and said curiously.
"Hardware? What do you mean? If I want to play love games, do I have to bring a computer or a 4070 graphics card?"
"Fuck you, don't be so talkative. What I'm talking about is that the rich second generation and the nouveau riche want to play, but their bodies can't stand it. If they really play like us for ten to twenty hours, they're afraid they'll be sent to the hospital. Alright."
"Some rich second-generation people are basically as numb as a stick from drinking and sex. Some of them look very strong, but in fact, their bone marrow has been ripped out by women. They all take drugs and then play."
After saying that, Zhang Yumeng looked Yang Qian up and down, and said with some disbelief, "How did you grow? Are your kidneys made of iron? For more than ten hours, except for a nap in the middle, you didn't seem to have any rest, right?" "
Yang Qian straightened his back proudly, his face full of defiance.
"Oh, it's only been a dozen hours. Isn't this a joke? In my previous life, someone said that Canada's giant electric eel was very arrogant. Compare it to me. What an electric eel, it's just a small shrimp."
"Ge Xiuming said that my health is very good. My kidneys are not made of iron, but 24K pure gold kidneys."
Yang Qian used to think that his body was still small and he had to take it easy, but Ge Xiuming didn't think so. He bluntly said that with your physique, there would be no problem even if you have sex every night. The most important thing is
Let the woman's yin energy neutralize Yang Qian's damn endocrine disorder.
However, Yang Qian thought it was a hormone problem and didn't believe what Ge Xiuming said at all. Oh, the problem with my body is obviously a magic problem. Only a ghost would believe it if you gave me a physical attack. It makes no sense at all.
Zhang Yumeng touched his painful and numb stomach and frowned slightly, "It's really one step to reach the stomach. It's quite enjoyable. You can play poker with such high intensity. Isn't it a problem?"
"Don't wait until then, and you will die if you do anything!!!"
Yang Qian shrugged and said speechlessly, "I can't help it. Lao Ge said that if the yin and yang in the body are not balanced, you will never be able to have children in your life."
Zhang Yumeng said with a smile on his face and asked the maid to soap up his body continuously.
"Actually, I think this is pretty good. You don't even need a baby sterilizer, and you won't be sowing seeds everywhere. Otherwise, if you work so hard this night, you will probably end up with four or five pregnant women in a month."
Yang Qian was stunned, his face looked a little unnatural, and he scratched his temples in embarrassment.
"Actually, I'm quite a traditional person. I was drunk yesterday. Oh, I was exhausted. My kidneys can't handle it, and my waist strength needs to be strengthened."
Yang Qian rubbed his waist, feeling a little sore, but he could still withstand it.
Zhang Yumeng curled her lips and said depressedly, "Don't worry, let's continue tonight."
Yang Gan said in horror, "Are you coming again? You need to rest for at least a day or two, right?"
Zhang Yumeng said angrily, "I mean, you and I still want to play this game, you kid, don't push yourself too far."
"Why? I need to take a good rest today, and I didn't even work hard this morning. I have to review official documents and plan family affairs in the afternoon."
Zhang Yumeng pointed to her belly and made another gesture.
"I'm almost getting used to it, please work harder!"
"No, wait a minute, I'll ask Lao Ge to come over and take a look at it. I have hundreds of thousands of horses and millions of people under my control. Of course I have to pay attention to my health."
After taking a bath, Yang Qian lay back on the massage chair. He just felt that the chair was sticky and felt that he had played too much yesterday. After cleaning it, he lay down on it.
The two maids, with their legs swaying, began to massage Yang Gan's waist. They also boiled the herbal bag and applied it externally for a while.
