Power and Wealth

Morning.

It's after 8: 00.

The east door slammed shut and made a loud noise.

Dong Xuebin looked at Fang Wenping and the back of the bathroom disappearing. He squatted into the yard very painfully. He held Fang Wenping's sweater and long dress in his hand and threw it into the wooden pot on the floor. He sighed. He caught the laundry and sprayed it inside. He saw that the two clothes were not coloured, and then took water and soaked it up. Then he lit a cigarette and smoked it himself. He thought he was really idle. He was fine. He promised to give Fang his last name a wash. What clothes? Isn't this idle practice? There's that clerk guy sleeping in a cage?

But I said yes.

What can we do?

Dong Xuebin regretted that his heart was soft just now, but nothing happened. After a short soak, he buried his hands in the water, rubbed out the foam of the washing spirit, and then began to wash the sweater for Fang Wenping. These could have been washed with a washing machine. However, Dong Xuebin didn't always use that thing, and the washing machine was in the bathroom. Fang Wenping obviously wouldn't let him in, so he had to wash his hands.

One... two... three... her clothes are all washed.

Dong Xuebin simply washed the clothes she threw up on last night, and then wiped Fang Wenping's high heels clean. This was the end of the stall.

Alas.

It's finally over.

Dong Xuebin is going back when he gets up.

At this point, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

“Dong Xuebin!” Fang Wenping called him from inside. He was quite violent.

“Ah?” Dong Xuebin replied angrily. “Why? ”

“Have you finished washing your clothes?” Fang Wenping said.

Dong Xuebin was impatient: “After washing, it will dry in the afternoon! ”

Fang Wenping naturally shouted. Suddenly, he reached out a hand in the crack of the East House door and shouted. He actually threw a bra out of it and landed on the floor.

Dong Xuebin was stunned. “Why? ”

“Wash it.” Fang Wenping said.

Dong Xuebin said without a word: “Do you really want me to wash it?” He thought Fang Wenping Fang was just saying, who thinks she really threw it out!

“Also." Hands stretched again, and a pair of pure white underwear flew out, followed by a broken black stocking, "all washed. ”

Dong Xuebin stared, “How can you wash your stockings? It's broken like this! ”

“Throw away the stockings and wash the rest.” Fang Wenping closed the door after touching it, as if talking to another nanny.

Dong Xuebin almost kicked over, really impressed her. Who is this? Let her wash her clothes and hum? I owe you yesterday to bring you home. How much do I fill out for you, buddy? Forget it. This old lady will clean you up sooner or later. Dong Xuebin scolded as he walked up and bowed his head, picked up the stockings that Fang Wenping had thrown on the yard floor, threw them in the trash can next to him, then picked up her underwear and underwear, reluctantly sat back where she had just been, soaking her underwear in the water. However, Ding Shen, Dong Xuebin took her underwear out of the water in a very evil way, turned it over and looked inside. He wanted to see how dirty it was and how cold it was. But the underwear was actually very clean, that is, there was just some dirt on the outside, which made Dong Xuebin quite disappointed.

Wash it.

That old bitch!

Dong Xuebin continued to wash the clothes in a whisper. After finishing the wire behind the bra, he also scraped his hand. At first sight, he bled. He quickly caught a suction.

Look at this mess!

Dude, am I easy? Me!

About twenty minutes later, the clothes were finally washed.

Dong Xuebin took a breath, took a few clothes hangers and clips, hung a piece of Fang Wenping's clothes on the rope tied to Xiangchuan tree trunk, bra, underwear, all hung up, after doing these, Dong Xuebin ordered a cup of tea to sit in the yard, no worries, tormented for half a day, what else did he sleep? He simply relaxed and drank tea and smoked, his eyes didn't stop glancing at Dongyu.

The water is still flowing.

Loud, loud.

Suddenly, the water stopped, then sand sounded, the door opened, a white flower flesh leg bought out, stepped on the purple slipper that Zhang Longjuan had worn before he lived there, then Fang Wenping's body slowly walked out, her flesh-eating skin was still covered with water beads, her body was wrapped with a white bath towel that Dong Xuebin had previously given her, surrounded the chest and thigh position, covered the middle part of her body, but that vaguely squeezed out of the bath towel and almost all of her thighs could not be covered, spread outside.

Dong Xuebin swept his eyes and pretended to look away very carelessly. He didn't even look at him and smoked there with his legs hanging.

“Why are you hanging here?” Fang Wenping frowned.

“What is it?” Dong Xuebin looked at the past.

“My clothes.” Fang Wenping stared at her underwear.

Dong Xuebin didn't have a good airway: “Where do I hang it if I don't hang it here? Hang up on the roof? If I washed you, it would be nice. You picked three choices. The wind is blowing in the yard. It's going fast. It's almost done this afternoon. You can put it on and go early. I don't have your dinner here! ”

Fang Wenping also did not know whether it was because Dong Xuebin washed her clothes, but surprisingly did not carry him and sat down with a dark face.

Dong Xuebin, look at her.

Fang Wenping looked at himself in the sun and leaned back. He also falsely slept on the chair. It was called a comfortable one. Jiro's legs were also hanging, and his big white legs swayed in front of Dong Xuebin.

Five minutes… ten minutes… the two of them still sit like this, nobody moves.

Dong Xuebin was originally an idle last name. He could not sit at the end of the day. At first glance at the watch, it was less than 9 o'clock. If she waited so long for her clothes to dry out, it would still be at least six hours. The weather was not as hot as it used to be, even in the morning and night it was cold. After all, the weather was already winter. Dong Xuebin stepped on the cigarette butt and stood up. He walked in the yard with his hands behind his back for two laps. Later, his stomach grunted. He was really hungry. He also worked half a day earlier, so he simply stuck his head in the kitchen, regardless of his surname.

Sit down, you!

The cow made you sit till this afternoon!

In the kitchen, Dong Xuebin was actually hooked up by Fang Wenping's two thighs. He didn't dare to look at it again. He came in to calm down. So he didn't cook very slowly. Humming Qiuer stalled a baguette egg, he wanted to get a spring. However, when he thought about it a while ago, he had bird flu, chicken eggs and other things were still a little better cooked, disinfected, so he stalled it thoroughly, made another pot of egg soup, and turned it over with the refrigerator. There was also a French bread and a bag of sausage. Dong Xuebin also put it on a pan to fry, and the sausage grease fort came out, making a noise of nourishment, and it smelled very fragrant.

All right.

Finished.

Dong Xuebin was very satisfied, beautifully served this rich breakfast to the stone table in the yard, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Yum, yum, yum!

Dong Xuebin was really hungry and was very happy.

However, eating and eating, Dong Xuebin's eyes suddenly stunned after looking up again. He found that there was suddenly an extra person across from his desk. The Fong Wenping, who had just closed his eyes in the sun, did not even know when he had already sat down. He even took the bread tablet and ate it with a sausage. She took the spoon. Fong Wenping also held a bowl of egg soup for himself in the ground.

"'What are you doing?" said Dong Xuebin. ”

“Eat.” Fang Wenping naturally eats...

Dong Xuebin almost died of anger. “Did I make it for you? You don't have your share, eat it yourself, or buy it. ”

Fang Wenping didn't listen, the food was very straightforward.

Dong Xuebin obeyed, “Hey, save some for me!” After that, reach out and grab a slice of bread. If you don't eat it, it's gone.

Soon after, Fang Wenping finished eating, and gracefully dipped the napkin in the corner of his mouth. Then he stood up with great generosity and sat in the sun with his eyes peeled. He looked excellent in his care. He was extremely wealthy, as if he were an old Buddha.

Dong Xuebin looked more angry, “I said you're really welcome? ”

“Courtesy of what?” Fang Wenping couldn't even open his eyes.

Dong Xuebin stared into his eyes and said: "Dude, I washed your clothes again and cooked for you. I fed you water last night and carried you home. Are you quite frank? ”

Fang Wenping opened his eyes and glanced at him. “I can see you when you cook. ”

Dong Xuebin shouted, “Then I really appreciate it. Do I have to kowtow to you? ”

“You don't have to kowtow.” Fang Wenping switched Erlang's legs, "he made me some vegetarian dishes at noon. I ate too much meat these days and was a little tired. ”

Dong Xuebin said: “Are you talking to me? ”

“Is there anyone else in this room?” Fang Wenping said.

Dong Xuebin doesn't know what to say anymore. “Am I right? You think I'm free? I have to wait for your old man back and forth? I have a lot to do here. I don't know how many people are asking me to eat. You're hungry. I don't care! ”

Fang Wenping frowned. “Nobody's coming today? ”

"'That's not necessarily true,' said Dong Xuebin.” glanced at her.

Fang Wenping sneered. “If anyone comes, who am I afraid of? ”

“Yo, drink it, blow it.” Dong Xuebin back-lipped: “I didn't know who was dying to drill under the bed. If I hadn't pulled it outside, I wouldn't have made it out! ”

Fang Wenping darkened his face, "Looking for trouble, right? ”

“Which one of us got in trouble first?” Dong Xuebin: “You ate my breakfast, at least Zhang Luo washed a dish? You lie down like an old Buddha! ”

Fang Wenping said: “I can't brush the bowl! ”

Dong Xuebin sarcastically said: "Will you eat it? ”

Fang Wenping looked at him and said: "You can still scold people! ”

“I'm tired of arguing with you.” Dong Xuebin simply lost his sight. He went to the study to play games and watch movies. Talking to Fang Wenping, he had to live a few years less.

(To be continued)