Ouyang Luoxue blushed slightly and struggled a few times symbolically.
What are you going to do?
Before long, the sound of the bed rocking and low breathing could be heard from the bedroom.
This hand-to-hand combat lasted for more than an hour.
Ouyang Luoxue was drenched in sweat, her lace nightgown completely soaked and clinging tightly to her body, her two jade-like arms wrapped around Ye Feng, barely concealing her figure.
"Xiaofeng, I want to handle this product promotion event independently."
Previously, when the South China Sea Biotechnology Park project base was being established, it was almost entirely thanks to Ye Feng's Tianlong Chamber of Commerce that it was able to get things moving.
Although she eventually succeeded, Ouyang Luoxue didn't feel much sense of accomplishment.
She didn't want to rely on Ye Feng for everything, lest people mistakenly think she was just a decorative vase.
As a strong woman, Ouyang Luoxue has her own dignity.
Ye Feng reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her delicate nose as he smiled.
"How about we make a bet? If you can successfully organize and host this promotional event, you'll be on top of the group next time we exercise. What do you say?"
"rogue!"
Ouyang Luoxue blushed and rolled her eyes shyly.
"And if you win, then I'll be up there."
"Go to hell!"
Ouyang Luoxue's fists rained down on Ye Feng's chest.
A short while later, the creaking of the bed could be heard again from inside the room...
Zhan Chunqiu's operation directly caused heavy losses to the United States, and the city of doomsday was filled with zombies and ferocious beasts.
Everywhere there were ruins and rubble, thick smoke billowed, and cities fell one after another, turning into ruins.
Only a very small number of desperate Americans were able to flee the country; the vast majority were trapped and died in the country, hiding in dark, sunless cellars, cursing the incompetence of Ghosn and other high-ranking U.S. officials, living in constant fear.
At this time.
Ghosn, along with Dr. Jones and other high-ranking U.S. officials, had long since hidden themselves in the deepest part of the underground hive, much like a group of rats.
At this moment, in a secluded room.
Ghosn is holding an emergency meeting, with the exception of Dr. Jones and a few other top executives.
There was another person on the scene, or rather, a projection, which looked somewhat unreal.
This was a man from the Great Xia Dynasty, around fifty years old, with a dignified bearing, two high-arched sword-like eyebrows, and a cold glint in his deep eyes. He looked very heroic and extraordinary.
Even as just a projection, it was hard to conceal the kingly aura emanating from him.
This person is none other than Prince Fengshan.
They were gathered together, plotting something big...
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