Power and Wealth

In the middle of the night, Dong Xuebin blinked in the living room on the first floor of Fang Wenping's house. It wasn't a big eye. There was no movement around him except the sound of television. There was only Dong Xuebin alone. He didn't know what to say. It was painful for Sister Fang to walk away. You left your brother alone? What do you mean, wait for the clothes to dry? Look at that wet look. I have to wait till the middle of the night. Am I sitting here all night? Why don't you stay? Is that a good idea?

You're good.

At least find me some clothes.

At least you don't have a suit? Forget about women's suits. They don't usually differentiate between men and women, do they? Why can't I wear this? If you don't give me the hair dryer or the electric iron, I'll blow it, iron it, maybe dry it fast, you can turn around and go to sleep on your own. I knew it, man, it's not coming today.

For a few minutes, Dong Xuebin sat there and tangled.

Finally, Dong Xuebin went to touch his clothes, long johns, underwear, too many clothes, even with a hair dryer, probably got to dry in the morning, and Dong Xuebin didn't have so much leisure time to take a little hair dryer and whip and blow clothes there, he wasn't tired, she finally, Dong Xuebin also made a decision - if she didn't go, just sleep over here, anyway, there were two rooms in the living room, Dong Xuebin went to the bathroom to wash his teeth, because he didn't see a new toothbrush inside, he just washed his mouth a little with toothpaste, and washed his face even if he could.

Rooms.

The one in the west.

Dong Xuebin pushed the door and saw a queen bed. Others also had a bookcase and bedside table, and then there was nothing left. The guest room, it couldn't be too big. Dong Xuebin kicked the slippers and went to bed, smelled the quilt. Obviously no one had lived here yet, and the bedding and things were brand new. The smell was the same before the smell came out of the factory. I don't think he'd ever let it go without sun. Hi, let's go.

Dong Xuebin was ready to go to bed. In fact, he also had the image of Fang Wenping's full-bodied body in his mind. Especially when she dressed in the coffee tights today, she also felt itchy in her heart. Especially when she wanted to reach out and touch them. - Wanted, but it didn't work. What identity is he? Dong Xuebin wasn't very good at building them. Besides, the last time in the hotel, Dong Xuebin thought she could taste Fang's sister. Then Fang Wenping temporarily left. It made Dong Xuebin feel bad, so she wouldn't dare to think about it again. If she tried again on her own, where would she put her face? Mainly he doesn't understand what the old man is thinking and what he means now, and naturally he dares not move too lightly.

As for the other Wenping, are you interested?

None of this has to be asked, Dong Xuebin must be interested.

Such a beautiful big sister, strong, golden and expensive, the temper stinks, which also gives Dong Xuebin a desire to conquer - desire, not interested.

But…

Hey, stop it.

Dong Xuebin turned around and interrupted his own thoughts. He wanted to go to bed quickly with a little alcohol. Then he left early tomorrow. Don't let anyone see him sleeping with Fang Wenping. Otherwise, Fang Wenping's side would definitely be very troublesome. Dong Xuebin still understands this.

Five minutes…

Ten minutes...

Sometimes the more you want to sleep, the more you can't sleep.

Sometimes the more tired you get, the more you can't sleep.

Dong Xuebin rolled over and over with the bed, to the left, lying flat, to the right, but he couldn't sleep, so he couldn't do anything about it.

Bell bell!

In the dark, the phone rang fast!

Dong Xuebin was frightened. He showed it to me. He was stunned again. It was Fang Wenping who called. “Sister Fang, what's wrong? ”

Fang Wenping bluntly said: “Where is it? ”

Dong Xuebin said, “Where's your house? First floor room. ”

“Didn't you leave?” Fang Wenping's tone doesn't seem very impatient.

“No,” said Dong Xuebin. “I can't do my clothes. How can I leave the house? And I haven't returned to Jiao Neighbourhood County's car at this late hour. I'll stay with you for one night. I'll be back early tomorrow morning. I won't bother you for two days. When I leave, I'll close the door for you. I won't ask you again? ”

Fang Wenping mumbled, “That would be best. ”

"'I'm asleep,' said Dong Xuebin. 'Can I help you? ”

The voice over there paused, and he said generously, "You're not asleep yet? Well, then help me out of that pillow downstairs. I have too soft a pillow here. I don't like it. I want that kind of buckwheat pillow. The pillows in the lower room are all the same. Give me one. ”

“Ah?” Dong Xuebin said without words.

"'That's it,' said Fang Wenping. ”

The phone was tapped off.

Dong Xuebin screamed. Shit, dude, I have to send you a pillow tonight? Don't be idle this day, I, but think about it, Dong Xuebin suddenly jumped twice in his heart, this big black day, let me give you a lesbian pillow? To your bedroom? Khan, isn't that what you're saying? What are you implying, man? Dong Xuebin's mind moved quickly, but after the last time he was in the hotel, he kept a lot of caution, he didn't dare think too much, otherwise the bigger the expectations, the bigger the disappointment.

Send it up first?

Without saying anything, Dong Xuebin got out of bed after wearing slippers and didn't go to another room to get a pillow. He held his pillow directly in his arms, then pushed the door into the living room and didn't turn on the light, so he touched the black ground up the stairs, slipped, slipped, slipped, and walked to the second floor.

Master bedroom on the left.

Dong Xuebin turned around and came to Fang Wenping's bedroom door. Since he had just called, Dong Xuebin naturally did not knock on the door. As soon as he screwed it, he pushed the door open.

The moonlight is still plentiful.

Inside, Fang Wenping is lying in the nest. From her arms outside the quilt, you can see that Fang Wenping is wearing long johns, the three warm ones, the color is fleshy.

Dong Xuebin lowered his voice: “I took the pillow. ”

Fang Wenping shouted, “Put it on the bed. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Dong Xuebin put it on the sheets.

Fang Wenping brought it over and changed his pillow. He lay still and did not speak.

The house was quiet and there was no sound. This time, Dong Xuebin's turn hesitated, and saw himself standing for half a day Fang Wenping did not move, he said to go, what does that mean? Would you like to give me a word? Is that a hint or something? Is this for me to go out or lie down? (To be continued.)