Power and Wealth

Morning.

More than seven o'clock.

The air was wet, the road was foggy and not very wide on a main road, and the Land Rover was driving at low speeds and driving very carefully.

“It's a big fog today. ”

“The weather hasn't been good lately. ”

“Hmm? Strict? What's the matter?”

“All right, whoa, a little car sickness. ”

Yao Cui was driving, Chen Xiaomei was sitting on the co-driver, and Yan Yizhi and Dong Xuebin were sitting behind him.

Still Dong Xuebin's eyes pointed, immediately noticed Yan Yi's pale face, which is why he asked a question.

Yan Yizhi pinched his eyebrows and said: “I used to not faint cars, but maybe it was a SUV shock absorption. It's great, I'm not used to it.” Come on, Yan Zhi swallowed and threw up his throat, and mocked himself. “I've had a hard time in my life, and I can't even ride a good car.” In peace of mind, Dong County Governor, this Land Rover is the most expensive car, and the most comfortable car. Normally, even the crater depressed section of the road can not feel much shaking in the car, horsepower, luxurious interior, there is nothing to pick out the problem in all aspects, but maybe it is because the car is too good, it is too comfortable to sit, Yan Yizhi just a little bit of a car sickness at a time.

Chen Xiaomei turned back and said: "What about opening a window? ”

Yan Zhi shook his hand, “I guess it doesn't work. I get dizzy on the bus sometimes. I usually have to look at the road ahead just a little better, Chen, why don't we switch seats? ”

Chen Xiaomei is certainly fine, "okay. ”

Dong Xuebin said: “Xiaoyao, pull over. ”

"“ I'm sorry, Governor Dong, but you're laughing. ”

Dong Xuebin said: “It's okay. I used to be better than you. I only got better after driving myself. ”

When the car stopped, Chen Xiaomei and Yan Yichi got out of the car and exchanged seats for each other. The car just drove again.

One minute... five minutes... “How's that? ”

“Huh, much better. ”

“Well, that's fine. ”

Yao Cui also accelerated some speed and focused on driving.

Yan Yizhi stared at the foggy road ahead and took a deep breath.

After that, Chen Xiaomei adjusted his sitting position, perhaps feeling uncomfortable, and slowly adjusted it again, moving his hips toward the middle to lean against it.

Dong Xuebin subconsciously looked at Chen Xiaomei next to his eyes. Today, Chen Sister wears a short little coat. Under the coat is a long dress with a white base blue flower. The dress is placed in the calf position. You can see a fleshy pair of stockings and a pair of women's leather shoes on which the calf is exposed. Compared to previous times, Chen Xiaomei is dressed in an extra fashion today, with a mild and quiet maturity. Originally, Dong Xuebin Xinshi was all on top of that 50 million, but the car in Misty Sky was not driving fast. I didn't know when it would arrive, and it was useless to be angry. Therefore, when I saw Chen Xiaomei, who was still an eye-catcher, Dong Xuebin's attention was also attracted to the past.

Chen Xiaomei seemed to find out and looked to Dong Xuebin.

When they looked at each other, Dong Xuebin looked elsewhere in silence.

Chen Xiaomei's eyes also twisted, touched out the mobile phone to wiggle up, but didn't see anything unnatural. No wonder, people have been in their forties, and I don't think it would be embarrassing because of this.

Didi, Dong Xuebin's phone rang, it was the sound of a text message.

Dong Xuebin doesn't really like texting, because he still likes to make phone calls because it's more troublesome, so he doesn't want to move when he hears the voice.

Didi, the text is ringing again.

Dong Xuebin was helpless and had to look at his phone.

Look at this, Dong Xuebin just slightly shrugged, huh? Chen Xiaomei's number?

Dong Xuebin took a quick look, and both messages were actually sent by Chen Xiaomei.

Khan, aren't you right next to me? What kind of text is that?

Article 1: Hello, Governor Dong.

Number two: Am I not dressed well today?

Dong Xuebin shouted. He looked at Chen Xiaomei on the side, but Chen did not look at him. Instead, he still lowered his head and drummed his phone. He looked very focused.

Dong Xuebin smiled in his heart and thought about it or replied: “Clothes? It's not bad. Why do you say that? ”

Then click Send.

Sister Chan may have turned the phone on quietly. There was no sound there, but the screen lit up and Chen Xiaomei lowered her head and pressed it off.

Di Di.

The text message rang again on Dong Xuebin's phone.

Chen Xiaomei replied: No, I think you just looked at me. I thought I was dressed badly, just fine.

Dong Xuebin coughed for a moment and sent: The clothes are good and it suits you very well.

Chen Xiaomei: Thank you Dong County Governor for the compliment. Your clothes are also very spiritual today, I quite like it.

Dong Xuebin: Hi, I'm just blind, I don't care much, grab which one to wear.

Chen Xiaomei: No, I think you make people look comfortable in your clothes every time. This is taste, I'm sure I can't compare with you.

Dong Xuebin: I can't compare with you. I have this condition there. It's useless to wear anything. You have good conditions and wear everything well.

Chen Xiaomei: I'm an old lady, what good conditions are there?

The topic is getting a little obscure, Dong Xuebin is sweating, hesitating not to know how to come back.

Chen Xiaomei over there still quietly lowered his head, looked like he had no expression on his face, and the car was very quiet.

Di Di.

Text message again.

Chen Xiaomei: You didn't mean it that day, did you?

Dong Xuebin choked and pretended to be stupid: What day is it?

Chen Xiaomei: Wang Fu Hotel, when I went to your room.

Dong Xuebin typed, "It wasn't intentional. Didn't I tell you that time? My lover is coming here and the lights are not on in the room, so I mistook you for her. I'm sorry, it's up to me. I didn't have time to make an apology when I got back. I'll buy you dinner sometime.

Chen Xiaomei: It's okay, but it really scared me enough at the time. I don't know what's going on yet, so I put a hand in my clothes. (laughs)

Dong Xuebin blushed: Cough, it's too dark in the house.

Chen Xiaomei: Well, I know, forget about it, it's a little embarrassing.

Dong Xuebin: It should be an hour or two before you arrive, or will you stare at me for a while?

Chen Xiaomei: My child has a tummy attack at night. I haven't slept much for the night. I'm a little sleepy, but you and Director Yan are still in the car. I don't seem to sleep well.

Dong Xuebin: Not so polite, go to sleep if you're sleepy.

Chen Xiaomei: Still a little inappropriate?

Dong Xuebin looked up at Yao Cui, “Xiaoyao, how long have you been here? ”

“Well, it should be over an hour.” Yao Cui thought about it and replied.

Dong Xuebin nodded: “Then I'll sleep for a while. Director Yan, Director Chen, if you're tired, you can also stare at me and support me. ”

Later, Dong Xuebin sent Chen Xiaomei a text message: Now is the time, go to sleep.

Chen Xiaomei didn't look at him either. He lowered his head and typed, "Well, thank you to Dong County Governor.

Chen Xiaomei then put his phone away and leaned back against his seat, slowly closing his eyes.

Dong Xuebin glanced at her. Because she was short on the head, her chest clothes were also drummed out. The car was a little hot, and Chen Xiaomei's little coat was unbuttoned by her sometime. At this moment, the ditch in Chen Xiaomei's chest appeared a little hidden. As the car bounced, as her chest wobbled, that deep ditch also bent continuously, and it seemed a bit tempting.

Even though Chen is generally overgrown, her lingering maturity has had some visual impact on Dong Xuebin.

Alas, I can't watch.

Dong Xuebin also closed his eyes and raised himself. After a few text messages from Chen Xiaomei, his mood also calmed down a little, and his anger was not that great.

Five minutes… ten minutes… half an hour… the car is still driving.

Dong Xuebin also gradually got confused, but when he woke up in half a dream, he suddenly felt something touch his hand.

Mm-hmm.

Dong Xuebin opened his eyes and looked down.

The one who was touching his hand at this time was Chen Xiaomei's hand.

Chen Xiaomei may have fallen asleep, closed his eyes and crooked his head to breathe very evenly, his left arm fell casually, maybe it was turbulent, so gradually touched Dong Xuebin's hand on the seat, the two little fingers together, close to the moment.

Dong Xuebin blinked, slightly removed his hand two centimeters, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed. But not too long later, the feeling of being touched again came through my hands.

Sweat.

What's going on?

Dong Xuebin saw Chen Xiaomei's hand come over again. He couldn't help but look forward consciously. Yao Cui was focusing on driving, surrounded by fog. Her attention was also all on the road. There was no time to look back. Yan Yizhi may have been out of his mind because of the car sickness, and she was already snoring for sleep. Dong Xuebin swept back into the mirror because the spot was higher and the hands they put together were just dead corners. Unless they turned around, they couldn't see either.

Slowly, Dong Xuebin's hand was held gently.

Chen Xiaomei was still sleeping, but obviously she was not asleep.

Dong Xuebin didn't know what to think either. He sweated a little and pretended to sleep.

The palms itch.

Chen's fingers seemed to be rubbing his palms continuously. From time to time, he also scratched his nails twice, making Dong Xuebin itchy.

Dong Xuebin remained still.

Then, there was the touch of Chen's finger on her hand. This time, it felt shallow and rubbing. It felt a little more itchy than just now.

No, no, no!

I can't stand it!

Dong Xuebin took a breath and thought that nobody would see it anyway, so he slowly pinched Sister Chen's soft little hand, a little hard.

Sister Chan stopped moving.

Dong Xuebin also stopped moving.

About half a minute later, Dong Xuebin felt loose in his hand. Sister Chen's little hand was slowly pumped back by her, and she still remembered the noise in her ear.

As soon as Dong Xuebin opened his eyes, he saw Chen Xiaomei beating his arrears with his mouth covered.

Dong Xuebin said: “Are you awake? ”

Chen Xiaomei smiled. "Are you asleep too? ”

Dong Xuebin said, "What am I sleeping for?" But he nodded. “Almost there, too. ”

Dong Xuebin certainly didn't intend anything to happen with Comrade Chen, but this little ambiguity, he can't refuse. Alas, when can he change this horny problem?

(To be continued)