Power and Wealth

8 o'clock.

In the room.

With the moon hanging high, the stars sprinkled through the floor windows of the Presidential Suite on the floor stalls of the house, and a hint of vegetables floated across the kitchen.

One comes in visually.

One comes in from the sense of smell.

Don't feel comfortable.

Dong Xuebin enjoyed sitting on the couch smoking.

“Xiaobin, dinner is ready. ”

“Yo, got it all copied? ”

“Yeah, get ready to eat. ”

“I'll help you with the food. Thank you very much. ”

“No, uh, you wash your hands first, sister. ”

After listening, Dong Xuebin went to the bathroom to wash his hands and prepare dinner. After the dryer came out, Dong Xuebin consciously looked at a small restaurant in the corner of the living room with a clear partition, but he didn't see anyone, nor did he see the dishes. After looking at the sofa he had just sat on, he found Changjuan already sat on the black leather sofa, swinging the hot three dishes on the table, all of which were often stir-fried.

“Eat, Xuebin. ”

“Not going to the restaurant? ”

“The chair over there is hard, and I'm afraid we're not comfortable. ”

“Yeah, tired for a day, still soft on the couch, got it. ”

“Come and see how Sister is doing. If you can't eat it, you can tell Sister straight. If it's not good enough, you won't eat it. Sister calls for a few dishes. ”

“How can that be? It's delicious at first glance. ”

“Sister hasn't cooked in a long time, and she doesn't know what to do. ”

“No, I'll try it first.” Dong Xuebin also sat next to her on the couch, picked up the chopsticks and stuttered, and said: "Mmm-hmm, not bad, it's delicious. ”

“Really?”

“Well, you eat too. ”

“Okay, sister, put on some makeup first. ”

Changjuan picked up the little mirror and makeup again, making it very detailed and lovely. Dong Xuebin is hungry, and she doesn't care anymore. She eats. The taste of the rice is generally average, there is nothing wrong with it, nothing particularly delicious. However, there is a beautiful lady sitting beside her, and the perfume is still light on her body. This will allow her to eat. It doesn't matter if the food is delicious or not. Instead of Dong Xuebin is eating the food, she might as well say that he is eating as the main dish in Chang's beautiful color.

One minute… three minutes… five minutes… two people eat together and talk.

Dong Xuebin took a look at her and said: “Today's food is really good, but you've been busy cooking for me for half a day, so I'm quite embarrassed. ”

Changjuan laughed: "You're not eating alone. Sister is hungry. ”

Dong Xuebin put down the chopsticks and was full. “Whoo, hold on, I can't eat anymore. ”

“Sister is full too.” Changjuan doesn't eat anymore, "when are you going to rest? Are you tired today? ”

Dong Xuebin looked at the watch, “It's just after 8: 00, it's still early, tired and tired, but we have to wait for Lao Zheng to come back later, let's finish the meeting before we rest. ”

“Why don't you get some sleep? ”

“It's okay, I can handle it. ”

Dong Xuebin rubbed his shoulder and was tired. Although he did not directly participate in the business of the China Merchants Association today, he was also busy running for a long time before and after the run, and their county today's investment scores were so poor, and the people who met the listed China Merchants Bureau deliberately targeted to make the trip, not only physically tired, Dong Xuebin was tired. Everyone else saw the benefits of being a leader, but it was difficult to imagine that there was unimaginable pressure behind the rights and status.

Changjuan looked at him and said, "That sister rubs it for you. ”

Dong Xuebin hurriedly took his hand off his shoulder. “No, no, no. ”

“Shoulder soreness? It's okay, I'll pinch you. ”

“It's not sour. It's really not sour. Come on, Chang-san. ”

“Oh, what am I supposed to do with your sister? ”

Changjuan couldn't help but stand up and walk behind the couch.

The next moment, Dong Xuebin felt his shoulders tight, a feeling of comfort spread all over his body, obviously pinched by Chang Sister.

“Sister Chang. ”

“Don't move. ”

“Oops, look at you. ”

Dong Xuebin refused a few times. He still didn't listen to his daughter's hands on his shoulder. He pressed him with a whisper. Dong Xuebin was uncomfortable. In the end, he didn't want her to take it away. He simply stopped persuading him to say thank you and enjoyed it with his eyes closed.

Three minutes have passed.

The hand on his shoulder changed place and pinched Dong Xuebin's head.

Dong Xuebin couldn't help but feel comfortable. The tiredness of the day dissipated for the most part. Chang Sister can really massage.

“How's it going? ”

“Very good, thank you. ”

“Would you lean back a little further? ”

“Whatever. ”

The sofa is a similar style, backrest is not tall, can hold on to most of the body, but can't hold on to the head, Dong Xuebin doesn't think much, he is confused and is almost asleep. When he heard Chang Sister let him lean back, he leaned back on his head, and the next second, Dong Xuebin felt his back head snort into a large soft spot, precisely two pieces, his head should fall into when climbing.

Ugh!

What the hell is this?

Dong Xuebin just woke up, and his eyes brushed open.

But the hands on his head didn't respond, and he continued to massage his scalp and temples slowly.

Dong Xuebin later realized that he actually leaned on Chang Sister's chest. Although he didn't look back, he was absolutely sure that his chest was correct. First, that position happened to be the standing Changjuan's chest position. Second, Dong Xuebin's back head, in addition to a fleshy touch, felt a shirt button on the back neck. Hard bang squeezed, absolutely Changjuan's chest.

That's a little different.

Cook a meal, give a massage, although it's a little something, but the two of us have been old colleagues for so long, it's relevant, it's not too bad.

But leaning on Chang's chest is too vague.

This is beyond the relationship between old colleagues and superiors.

Dong Xuebin stopped wanting to talk and didn't say anything at the end of the day. He just moved his head forward silently.

But immediately after that, Chang's hands pressed Dong Xuebin's head back, “Xuebin, don't move. ”

“Cough, what...”

“What's the matter? Not feeling well?”

“No, it's not, it's comfortable, but...”

“Just be comfortable, huh, the sister went on? ”

“Uh, cough, um, trouble. ”

Dong Xuebin still couldn't walk away. It was not comfortable anymore, but too comfortable. He sat on the sofa with his butt fluttering. He had a soft chest on his head. Chang Sister gave him another massage. Don't mention the addiction, it was just bad fun.

One... five... ten... Changjuan's hands each time, Dong Xuebin's head will move with one, and then squeeze it in the full softness behind his head.

Every time.

Fall into and out of soft country once and for all.

Don't say Dong Xuebin, a man can't stand it.

The bell, the bell, the phone rings in the back.

“Hmm?”

“Sister Chang's? ”

“Well, my lover called, forget it, no answer. ”

“Pick it up, your lover must be worried about how you settled in here. ”

“I told him, um, that line, um, you don't move, press the same. ”

Dong Xuebin's two hands on his head suddenly became one. Perhaps Changjuan moved his body to pick up his phone. Dong Xuebin originally pressed the back of his head in the middle of the breast trench of Changjie's chest. He also slipped away and fell into Changjuan's right chest bowl, pressing it all.

Senior sister's voice came from behind.

“Hey, why... I'm at the hotel, just got back from work... who do you think I'm talking to, just me... hmm... where's the kid... still sleeping? Let him sleep early, I definitely won't be able to go back for the past six months, you give me refreshments and take care of my son... well, just know... not to mention, I'm going to wash and sleep here... okay, I know, let my son take it.” After a while, Chang Sister's laugh sounded, "Hey, hey, son... yes, it's Mom... well, have you done your homework... awesome, come on, Mom still has things to do, you listen to your Dad... well, you listen to your mom and go back as soon as you can, good girl, one of your own... hey. ”

She also kissed the phone before hanging up.

Changjuan's attitude toward Dong Xuebin and her son was clearly different from that toward her husband.

Dong Xuebin leaned on her chest with her eyes closed. She also laughed in her heart.

Put away your phone and just listen to Changjuan: “I have to make two or three phone calls every day, I'm tired of it. ”

“Your lover cares about you, too. ”

“He would say," Nothing serious can be done. ”

Dong Xuebin didn't have much to say about the family business, so he did not intervene anymore. Once again, he enjoyed the refined massage craftsmanship of Chang Sister and the meaty chest.

Soft.

Except soft or soft.

Dong Xuebin felt his head was drifting away. Since he left Yunxuan and Yu Meixia, Dong Xuebin had no chance to enjoy massage. Before, only the two of them would help Dong Xuebin massage to relax his spirit and body. That feeling has not been tried in a long time. So Changjuan now, Dong Xuebin only experienced a long feeling of disobedience. He was so comfortable that he didn't want Changjuan to go away. “Xuebin, your cervical spine can be a little hard. ”

“Neck may be bad, sitting too long at school. ”

“Then you have to be very careful, it's not your sister who says you have money now, the officer has it, the wife has it, I hear the baby is almost there, right? ”

“Well, a few more months. ”

“So, you have to pay more attention to the body. Only the body can enjoy life. Is that what you said? ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

“Don't get too tired in the future, also pay more attention to rest, pay more attention to activities, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you should go to your elder sister and give her a massage. ”

“Well, I don't mean it. ”

“You and your sister don't have to see each other, and your sister doesn't treat you like an outsider, do you? ”

Feeling the temperature and softness of the back of the head, Dong Xuebin said that he didn't treat me as an outsider. If you were an outsider, you wouldn't be able to lean against your chest. That's not a place that ordinary people can touch.

(To be continued)