Power and Wealth

Squeak.

The bedroom door is open.

The living room stepped out of the footsteps and approached.

Dong Xuebin turned his back over there and couldn't see anyone. All he could hear was a pair of slippers ringing in his ear. Tap, tap, tap, walked over.

That's the toilet.

The old lady did go to the bathroom.

When the toilet door closed, Dong Xuebin dared to open his eyes and gently wipe away the sweat on his forehead. At first sight, Kang Fangfang opened a pair of bright eyes. Dong Xuebin's eyes suddenly ran into her. Kang Fangfang's eyes were very clear, and nothing had changed. Instead, Dong Xuebin couldn't eat and avoided his eyes. He quickly moved back and forth. Zi, I was too anxious when I went into the nest. Both feet were entangled with Kang's thighs. He quickly pulled her legs back. He let her take off her flesh-fucking long johns. At the end of the day, the other foot accidentally rubbed a piece of meat, not the texture of fabric. Apparently, it was Fang Lu's beautiful feet outside the long johns. Dong Xuebin didn't feel how Like, my foot girl subconsciously shivered.

It's slippery.

It's still a little cold.

Dong Xuebin smelled Jiang's feet slightly and withdrew.

“Don't back off. ”

“… ah? ”

“The quilt is not that big. ”

“Oh, then I'll come over a little. ”

Dong Xuebin retreated, mainly because he was afraid of Kang Fangfang's disgust, and one of his big lords could not eat the loss. Since Jiang Sister said, then he was close, he couldn't help but move his butt, and he moved some distance in the direction of Jiang Sister. The back and butt exposed by Jiang Sister's warm nest was wrapped up again, very warm, inside the nest was, as was Dong Xuebin's heart.

A nest with the governor.

With a pretty woman leading a nest.

What treatment is that? Not if it's hot!

Dong Xuebin breathed a little faster. He didn't want Kang Fangfang to develop. He tried to pressure him. He simply closed his eyes and controlled his congested head.

Take a deep breath, don't get too excited.

Dong Xuebin slowed down a little.

Suddenly, the bathroom door rang and opened again.

A twitchy stride. Twitchy walk out.

Dong Xuebin said that you should hurry back to the house to sleep. He missed a few words, but things went against his will. The old lady's steps stopped behind Dong Xuebin's back. The next moment, he whispered, Dong Xuebin felt that the quilt on his feet had been pulled, and he covered his half foot exposed outside. Then the quilt came on his back with a tighter feel. Apparently, the old lady saw that they were not covered, and were covering the quilt for both of them.

Dong Xuebin dared not move.

Kang Fangfang probably pretended to be asleep too, nothing.

Then, the slipper sounded again, only listened to the movement on the couch behind her, as if the old lady had lifted the quilt and whispered to herself, "Put away the quilt if you can't lay it down, what are you doing on the couch, look lazy, so many steps.” Go ahead, the footsteps went about a dozen steps, squeaking, the cabinet door not far behind sounded, the quilt seemed to have been put in.

Half a mile later.

The bedroom door was closed and the old lady went back to bed.

Dong Xuebin was relieved and turned back to look at the sofa with the moonlight. Surely, his quilt was taken away and the sofa swept over him.

Okay, that's good.

Dong Xuebin was helpless.

Jiang Fangfang probably saw it too. Her tone rang in the back, because it was too close. The breath was sprayed in Dong Xuebin's neck. “I forgot, though, my mother is older and sometimes gets up at night. Um, this time the estimate is gone, the quilt...”

“No more quilts. ”

“It's raining, it's cold today. ”

“I'm not physically fit you don't know. ”

“Well, there are a few mats there. If you can't cover them up, my mother will also notice something is wrong with her quilt now, and she can only make you suffer. ”

“I'm fine, then I'll go. ”

Dong Xuebin sat up, romantically left Kang Fangfang's duvet, climbed back on the sofa, carefully laid down, and simply covered the lid with a mat.

It's a little cold.

Hey, fit in.

Dong Xuebin falsely slept on his eyelids.

But as was the case earlier, he still couldn't sleep.

Listen to the rumbling of Kang Fangfang rolling over below, Dong Xuebin secretly squeezed his eyes into a gap, aiming at the arc of Kang's half chest on the quilt, nothing is more eye-nourishing than this, but there are also drawbacks - the more you look at it, the more you can't sleep.

Ten minutes have passed.

Half an hour has passed.

Just as Dong Xuebin was about to turn his back and move around for a bit of soreness and a bit of rigidity, the sound of slippers came from the bedroom again.

Huh?

Is Ginger awake again?

Fuck me! Leave me alone!

Dong Xuebin looked in the direction of Jiang Sister and saw that Jiang Fangfang also had some helplessness in his eyes, but the reaction was also quick, the quilt immediately lifted. This time, it was not necessary for her to say that Dong Xuebin would also like it. He quickly jumped off the couch, put the sofa mat yards in their original position, and then listened to the footsteps in his ear become clearer and clearer. He also hurried to move, and stabbed his head into Jiang's nest again.

This is going a little harsh.

The bang hit Kang's front waist, probably the place of his hip. Kang's body suddenly leaned back out and almost hit the TV cabinet.

“Psst!”

“Sorry, sorry! ”

“Shh.”

Fang Jiang covered his waist and turned back again. He covered himself with a quilt and his expression hurt a little.

Dong Xuebin is distressed, but it is not easy to say anything, because the door has been opened from behind, he can only learn to close his eyes like Kang Fangfang.

Ginger's out.

The water cup on the table rang, and then the grunting drinks moved.

It's only a few seconds, bar tap tap tap, slippers disappear in the living room and the bedroom door closes again.

So it's water!

I sweat!

You're keeping people awake!

Dong Xuebin opened his eyes bitterly and looked at Kang Fangfang. When he saw her, he also earned his eyes. Then he made an eye contact with her and got up and went back to the couch.

But Kang Fangfang caught him.

“What's wrong, Kang? ”

“Well, go to sleep. ”

“Ah, what are you sleeping for? ”

“Let's sleep together. ”

“Oops, where can I go? ”

“Nothing. What if my mother wakes up again and you have to torment her, which means we're not asleep. What if you fall asleep? Let my mother see it. It's still out there? And it's cold on the couch. You're gonna have to catch a cold tomorrow when you fall asleep. ”

“Uh, yeah. ”

“Sleep early. ”

“Cough, is that good? ”

“It's okay. ”

“That's, uh, that's okay. ”

Dong Xuebin also lost his temper, his head lay down again, looking at Jiang, he felt a little stiff, not so natural.

"'Good night,' said Jiang Fangfang. ”

Dong Xuebinyi, "Good night to you. ”

Kang Fangfang turned his back toward the TV cabinet and did not sleep with Dong Xuebin.

Dong Xuebin actually thought the same thing. After all, the two are neither lovers nor relatives. It's just an awkward relationship between colleagues and superiors, sleeping together is too embarrassing, so he also wanted to turn his back. However, seeing that Jiang has already turned over, he hasn't moved. He looked at her sliding back for a while and appreciated it. There was no worries at all, and he wasn't going to sleep. Instead of having trouble sleeping with his eyes closed, he might as well take advantage of the hard-earned opportunity to support his eyes. He had a chance to sleep in a nest with the Prefect of Beauty. Dong Xuebin probably won't be able to do so in the future.

Nice shoulders.

Well, nice neck, too.

The red autumn clothes are pretty touchy too.

I was wondering, Dong Xuebin's eyes suddenly moved, suddenly I felt moved by the nest. Kang Fangfang's quilt was also supported by a drum bag, and Kang seemed to be rubbing her waist.

Dong Xuebin asked hastily, "Sister Kang, what's wrong with you? ”

“Just hit it.” Kang Fangfang's voice faded: “It looks swollen. ”

Dong Xuebin was annoyed: “Oops, I'm counting on you. It's too urgent to pay attention. ”

“It's not your responsibility.” After Jiang Fangfang finished his speech, he sat up with his arm and lifted his hand to open a door under the TV cabinet. His hand flipped inside.

“What are you looking for? ”

“Find medicine, wipe it. ”

When the medicine was taken out, Kang Fangfang leaned on her shoulder towards the TV cabinet, pointed her hip towards the moonlight, and did not hide. She slowly lifted her fall coat, as if the wound was still a little further down, and she stripped the red fall pants down again, which revealed a slightly bluish and purple mark. Dong Xuebin took a look in his heart, but what made his pupils shrink was that the edge of the underwear was also revealed in the long johns, and it was clear that the lace side was constantly and intensely seductive.

I'm dying.

Dong Xuebin quickly closed his palm, “It's all green. ”

“It's not that bad.” Kang Fangfang squeezed the medicine into his hand a little, then closed the cap and put it away, then lowered his head and smeared it on the bruised ground.

Dong Xuebin also stared painfully at her waist.

It may seem a little unwieldy. Kang Fangfang covered the edge of the underwear with his thumb and little thumb clamped up the trousers.

Dong Xuebin just reacted. Don't look too hard.

“Go to sleep first.” Kang Fangfang.

“Uh, um.” Dong Xuebin promised, but was not comfortable. After lying down, he continued to look at Jiang, who sat beside him and applied medicine.

Kang Fangfang's skin was very tender and she seemed to feel painful every time she rubbed it on her wound.

“Does it work, Kang? ”

“General.”

“Especially painful? ”

“Fine, fine, you go to sleep. ”

“Wherever I fall asleep like this, it's up to me.” Dong Xuebin must be a god, "I studied Chinese medicine too, why don't I show you? ”

That surgery, Kang Fangfang saw his surgery, "Acupuncture? ”

“I don't need acupuncture, I don't have it, um, just a regular massage to make sure I get rid of it.” Dong Xuebin Dao.

Jiang Fangfang rubbed the medicine on the wound a few more times. Still, his eyebrows trembled slightly. He thought about it and looked at Dong Xuebin: “Okay, trouble. ”

“You see, it was my fault. ”

“You came to my mother's house to help me, not yours. ”

(To be continued)