What the mind thinks, the body does.

Su Peng looked down at Caiyan, who was as docile as a cat.

His throat felt like it was on fire, and he swallowed hard. “Really, I’m not lying to you. As soon as the barbecue stall is up and running, I’ll tell the young mistress to let you take charge of collecting the money.”

"Yes, Yan, Yan'er believes."

The two were deeply in love, inseparable, and their affection was boundless.

A moment later, the room was filled with enchanting scenery.

The two of them tacitly shut their mouths, like two greedy cats stealing a bite, and wolfed down their stolen dried fish.

After another round of passionate lovemaking, the two cleaned up the battlefield.

Caiyan threw the used cotton handkerchief into a worn-out wooden basin and snuggled up to Su Peng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently kissed Su Peng's lips: "Master, you are so good. Yan'er wants to earn a lot of money and give you a few more handsome sons like you."

Su Peng is a year younger than Jiang Jiaojiao, but he was born in the same year as Caiyan. Su Peng also has a handsome appearance, and Caiyan likes him from the bottom of her heart.

Su Peng had never been praised so directly before, and he was extremely excited. He tightened his grip on Caiyan's arm.

"Yan'er is truly a treasure bestowed upon me by God. I will go to the young mistress tonight to get the money, and tomorrow I will hire people to buy the equipment so that we can open the stall in three days."

The blacksmith shop now sells ready-made barbecue grills, enough for three days.

Caiyan's eyes darted around. "Master, hiring someone costs money. I can recommend someone who can be used for free."

"who?"