Power and Wealth

Afternoon.

Xu Yanjia.

Doo Doo Doo, Dong Xuebin immediately dialed Yang Zhaode's mobile number, “Uncle Yang, I'm Xiaobin, am I interrupting your work? ”

Yang Zhaode on the other side smiled charitably: “No, I just finished my meeting. I was just about to call you. Did Xiaoping say you were going back to Yanjing this weekend? Are you back?”

“No, there's something going on here. I took a few days off. ”

“Something wrong? Trouble? ”

“Little things, huh. ”

“That's good, by the way, Xiaojia seems to have gone to Yanjing in the morning. ”

“Huh? Is Su here? Got a TV mission? ”

“Looks like someone went to work. I didn't ask much about it.” Yang Zhaode laughed and said: “The last time you told me about the director of the Fenzhou State Security Bureau, the provincial state security department still considered the suggestion of a local political axe. Xu Yan's job transfer was basically fine. However, there were more people fighting for this position. The provincial state security department was inconvenient to leak the letter prematurely. It should be within this week to go along with the letter of appointment. By then, you will only speak to your old leader in advance, so that she can have psychological preparation. ”

If the words of Mama just now cannot be settled, now the words of Yang definitely give affirmation.

Chief Seo seems to have really made it!

"'Thank you very much, Uncle Yang,' said Dong Xuebin. 'I'll buy you dinner when I get back. ”

“What else do we see?” Yang Zhaode was very angry: “You are my son, isn't your business my business?” In fact, this move can lead to Yang Zhaode making a huge effort in it, which is simply unimaginable for Dong Xuebin. For this reason, Old Yang owes a lot of people to go in. However, of course, there is no need for Yang Zhaode to tell Dong Xuebin that it means nothing, just let him know that things have been done.

Dong Xuebin was so touched, Old Yang really means a lot.

He had a string in his heart that was touched.

After hanging up the phone, Dong Xuebin leaned on the sofa in the living room and thought about it. He picked up his phone and continued dialing, calling Yang Zhaode's niece Sujia's phone. Old Yang gave such a face, Dong Xuebin had to show some expression. Besides, he owed Su Jia a a favor before. Sister Su came back to Yanjing to ask for help. Why should Dong Xuebin ask? If he can help, he can arrange hotel accommodation for Su Sister. At least, Dong Xuebin is the landlord here.

However, there was no signal twice dialed, the phone did not work, there was no way, Dong Xuebin had to think about trying again tomorrow.

I looked at the hanging watch in the living room and it was almost 3 pm.

Dong Xuebin very much wanted to wake up Xu Yan to tell her about the transfer, to surprise her, but didn't want to disturb her rest. He searched for a remote control when he was idle and was going to watch TV to waste time. Not on the coffee table, not on the TV cabinet. Dong Xuebin picked up the sofa and searched for it. Then he reached out to the side of a small leather sofa. He opened a brown fur coat covered with it and wanted to see if the remote control was underneath.

Hey, really.

But the next moment, Dong Xuebin's face is red.

Besides the TV remote control, there are several clothes under the fur coat, meat stockings in a group, light purple embroidered patterned bra and underwear, and a light flesh-colored autumn coat, which is basically a close-fitting thing. It must have just come off in the morning. You didn't have time to clean it when Dong Xuebin arrived, so you put the fur coat on the couch? Dong Xuebin's heart beat slightly, coughed, reached out and touched the remote control. The remote control was pressed against the purple embroidered triangle pants. After this grasping, several fingers inevitably touched something that should not be touched. Xu Yan's underwear seemed to be a little tidy. It was estimated that he had a fever at noon before he took it off and changed it off. It was terrific.

Holy shit!

Dong Xuebin finally took his hand off the remote control. He was afraid that Director Xu would remember to put the remote control here. If he took it out himself, it would mean that Xu Yan would know that he had touched something he shouldn't have seen. That was too embarrassing, so he covered the fur coat again and put it in the same position as possible.

Watch TV.

Dong Xuebin broadcast directly on the TV with a button, afraid to make noise to Xu Yan, and turned on the silence.

10 minutes... half an hour... an hour... went to the toilet, came out, Dong Xuebin looked at the bedroom door, walked up and gently unwrapped it, only Xu Yan spread his hair and laid down with a quilt on his side, breathing evenly, a lot of fine sweat jewels appeared on the brain door, Dong Xuebin was uncomfortable, stood quietly beside the bed, took his sleeve and gently wiped the sweat off her brain door, finished it, he reached out his hand and put it on Xu Yan's forehead, um, the temperature clearly went down a little, less burnt.

Dong Xuebin couldn't help but relieve his breath. It should be just a cold, not a major illness.

Looking at Xu Yan, Dong Xuebin discovered that her two beautiful feet were showing up under the nest at this moment. Fearing that she would catch cold, she lifted her hand and pulled the mattress attached to her full thigh. She covered her feet underneath, slowly buckled and tightened the quilt underneath. In order to make her feel better faster, Dong Xuebin went out of the room and beat out a few pieces of ice from the fridge. He went to the bathroom to get a sink and put it in. Then the water was cold. Then he wiped Xu Yan's face towel and stained it in the ice water. He went back to his bedroom and put Xu Yan over his head.

Ten minutes later, the towel was hot.

He picked it up and went to the bathroom to soak cold water again. He continued to put it on Xu Yan's forehead.

Once… three… five… more than an hour has passed.

Standing at the end of the bed, watching Xu Yan's face gradually improve, Dong Xuebin had a great sense of accomplishment. His temperature should be normal by now, dude didn't waste any effort.

But look, Dong Xuebin's eyes are also a little wrong, close his eyes Xu Yan don't have a taste, loose hair dripping wildly, her rich curve is printed on the nest, how do you really feel comfortable, how do you think it's hot, Dong Xuebin said a secret word to himself, punched his head hard, dude now is really good, it's only been a few days without touching a woman, how can you see a woman can't walk?

Human aesthetics change with age and circumstances.

In junior high school, Dong Xuebin, still young, only recognized his face. His face is really beautiful. He looked at his face first. He felt that the beauty of women was reflected in his face. Later, soon after junior high school graduation, Dong Xuebin's aesthetic gradually shifted. He noticed the woman's breasts, and felt that the woman with beautiful cheeks and big breasts was beautiful. By the time he went to high school, he noticed the woman's figure and suddenly felt that a woman with long legs and thin hips with beautiful cheeks was beautiful. Finally, when I went to college, Dong Xuebin's aesthetics changed again. I felt that young women with good stature, beautiful face and high temperament were attractive. The taste was just getting more and more picky and taller.

This change continues after college.

The more people he touches, the more he looks at women as he grinds on the field.

Now Dong Xuebin is almost 25 years old, but he didn't realize until this time that he was shocked. His brother is actually a little "back to the real world”.

Age, face? The temperament, the legs? Butt or chest?

I can't believe he didn't pay that much attention.

Dong Xuebin thinks he can appreciate the beauty of women more and more. What's wrong with Chest Ping? Flat breasts also have flat breasts natural beauty! Does the thigh have to be elongated to look good? No! Full and full of flavor! Do you have to keep your hips tight? It's tempting to be fat and loose! The younger the better? Young, young, vibrant, beautiful, old and mature! Even at this moment, Xu Yan's face has a small stain that is not easily detected. Dong Xuebin feels it has a great flavor, and adorns her like a beautiful mole with an unusual familiarity!

Turns out every woman has every woman's beauty.

Dude, this is definitely the real deal!

However, knowing how to appreciate but not necessarily have to act, Dong Xuebin didn't have any distorted plans. He just thought that Director Xu was the kind of beauty he would endure. In his heart, he didn't even dare to show up. At least Xu Yan had more than 40 people. If he wanted Director Xu to find herself beautiful and attractive, God knows if the old leader dared to go out with herself in the future?

Six o'clock.

When Dong Xuebin unknowingly changed Xu Yan's cold towel on his head a dozen times, Xu Yan's eyelids moved and slowly opened his eyes to look at him with comfort.

“Uh, did I wake you? ”

“No, I woke up a long time ago, confused. ”

Dong Xuebin freaked out and woke up early? You don't know I'm staring at you in your sleep, do you?

Xu Yan reached out his hand warmly with silk in his eyes and let Dong Xuebin sit beside the bed. Then he patted him gently on Dong Xuebin's thigh. "You, you embarrass your old leader, give me a quilt, wipe me sweat again, change my towel again, haven't you been free all afternoon? Thank you, Dong. My ex-husband and my son have never been so nice to me. Thank you. ”

Dong Xuebin laughed: “Isn't that right? ”

Xu Yan put his hand on his knee. “The fever is gone, and it feels much more comfortable. If it wasn't for you, it wouldn't be better tomorrow. ”

She was sweating a lot and slightly revealed a gap in her nest. Director Xu's warm and ripe smell shook out, not bad.

“Just don't burn it. I'll cook you something. What are we having tonight? ”

“So your old leader won't be polite to you? Take a look at what's left in the fridge. I don't remember either. Just make it simple. ”

“Okay, then I'll flip. ”

Xu Yan slightly owed himself and sat down with his bed. "It's time for me to get up too. I'm all sweaty and take a shower. ”

Dong Xuebin reached out to help her waist. The first hand was fine and wet.

“Stop helping me and make you sweat.” Xu Yan pulled open the duvet.

“It's all right, you get up slowly.” Help her bend over and pick up her slippers, find a place to put Xu Yan's slippery feet on.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong... suddenly, the outside doorbell rang without warning!

(To be continued)