At night, Yang Fei lay on the sofa while Lin Xueyi massaged his shoulders and limbs.
Meanwhile, Su Yinxue sat on a high stool nearby, discussing the details of the new company with Yang Fei.
Yang Fei was somewhat distracted.
Her legs under the tube dress, so pale and with calves that curved in a way that sparked fantasies.
Lin Xueyi massaged Yang Fei's Yang Acupoint with tenderness.
Martial God New Technology Development Co., Ltd. had been established, and this guy had been running around between Su Yinxue, Mi Xuan, and Cheng Dayou, almost without closing his eyes for a full day and night.
As of now, the preparations for the new company had been completed.
All that was left was for the Martial God Space System to be perfected before it could be launched into the market.
Of course, there would be a one-month trial period before that.
Yang Fei planned to have his Changfeng Bodyguards come and try it out.
