Power and Wealth

At night.

Eleven o'clock.

At last, there was no sound from Fang Wenping in the car, and the shady woods became quiet all of a sudden, with only some bugs squealing.

In the car.

Fang Wenping lay there panting.

Dong Xuebin was alright. After breathing a few breaths, he recovered. Then he moved his sore shoulder and rubbed his waist. Then he grabbed his clothes and put them on. He found a bottle of mineral water to unscrew the lid. He drank it half way. Then he handed it to Fang Wenping.

Fang Wenping did not move, his skin was red and tongue, and as if he had just taken a bath, his body was wet and sweaty.

“Drink some water. ”

“… not necessary. ”

“So what now? Back to your house? ”

“Hoo, um. ”

“Let me untie you. ”

Dong Xuebin dropped the mineral water bottle, reached over and grabbed the meat stockings tied to Fang Wenping's legs, removed them for half a day before they were released. The pantyhose had been torn apart in the previous torment. It must have been impossible to wear them. Dong Xuebin threw them directly in the back seat, and finally went to untie the belt tied to the old man's hand. After removing them, he wore them directly on his pants. After looking back at Fang Wenping, he found that the old man's wrist had been tied with a red mark. A piece of cloth had also been worn, and a little blood had been printed, so that there was no bleeding. After seeing the letter, Dong Xuebin also felt that he had just tormented a little too much. If you look at the old man's body and buttocks, they are also all red handprints. You can see how heavy Dong Xuebin's hands are. He looked at Fang Wenping's pain and showed an embarrassing expression on his face.

Fang Wenping was able to move, but because she had been tied up for too long, her legs could not be put down. She was still hanging there. After about a minute or so, Fang Wenping slowly took her legs off, her wrists moved and her blood circulation gradually resumed. The dress was hung on Fang Wenping's waist, and he did not need to wear clothes. He pulled the long skirt off directly. The bra was also dragged by Fang Wenping's arm, reset it back, and then put the shirt button on a single series. The shirt has been almost soaked by Fang Wenping's sweat. In this way, the color of the bra is clearly printed on the shirt, very attractive.

“Get dressed? It must be in your luggage, right?” Dong Xuebin asked.

Fang Wenping shook her head, didn't speak, and continued to breathe halfway there. After getting her clothes buttoned, she didn't even want to move a finger.

Dong Xuebin shouted, “Your face...”

Fang Wenping may also feel it. He reached out and looked for it.

Dong Xuebin grabbed a packet of napkin and opened it and handed it to her. "Here it is. ”

Fang Wenping brought it over and dipped it on her face and corner of her mouth with napkin. It was not enough, it had not been wiped yet. So she took another one and she couldn't see it on her hair. Or Dong Xuebin took the paper and owed her a lot of things on her hair and wiped it clean.

“So I'm driving?” Dong Xuebin fastened his seat belt.

Fong Wenping sounded dumb and his thighs were still a little shaky.

“You lie down, hold on a little bit and don't touch it.” Dong Xuebin finished his speech with a dozen steering wheels, drove the car out of the woods, and drove back with the navigation. He was in a particularly happy mood.

……

Less than zero.

Fang Wenping's neighborhood has arrived.

Dong Xuebin drove the car in and stopped. “Sister Fang, here we are. ”

Along the way, Wenping closed his eyes and took a rest. Neither of them said a word. He rose slightly only when he saw Fang Wenping. He sat up very hard.

Dong Xuebin took the suitcase off for her, saw Fang Wenping get out of the car and walk to the hallway. Dong Xuebin took care of the car and simply packed it up. The place to wipe it off was still a little bit smelly. It didn't smell good, so let the old man pick it up tomorrow. Dong Xuebin closed the window door and got out of the car and dragged his luggage after him.

Upstairs.

When Dong Xuebin arrived at the door, Fang Wenping had opened the door and left the door open for Dong Xuebin. As soon as he walked in to put his luggage away, he heard the sound of the bathroom door closing. Then he sent out a moment of awareness of Soso's movement, apparently taking off his clothes. Dong Xuebin closed the door and looked at the watch. I'm sure he won't be able to go back today. Let's stay at the old house. So he didn't politely take off his clothes and find a yukata from the old bedroom to wear on him. Then he leaned back and went to Fang Wenping's nest. It was extremely comfortable.

Ten minutes...

Half an hour...

The bathroom door is open.

Fang Wenping stepped out weakly.

“I sweat a lot, I wash one too.” Dong Xuebin stepped out of bed, welcomed him out, and rubbed his shoulders with incoming Fang Wenping.

Fang Wenping did not have a dark face and did not speak.

Dong Xuebin coughed and didn't know what to say. He simply went to the bathroom first. The washing machine in the bathroom was full of clothes that Fang Wenping had just taken off. His shirt was still wet. Until now, he had not dried. His dress and underwear were dirty. Dong Xuebin wondered if he would wash them for the old man. After all, he had just tormented her, but he thought about it again. He didn't want to move today. He was also tired, regardless, and took a bath.

Sounds good.

Hot water flushes and spirits are mentioned.

Dong Xuebin looked up at the sprinkler, and his mouth shouted. I don't know what's going on there. Are you angry? Unlike, after every time Dong Xuebin pulled her hair, Fang Wenping listened to her like this today, but after that, she would always look for the back account. She was angry with Dong Xuebin, staring at him, shouting a few throats, etc., but today it was different, and she didn't see Fang Wenping furious. Did she really clean up the old party's clothes this time? When I think of this possibility, Dong Xuebin is also a little excited. If this is the case, then I dare to be in a good mood, I can have fun in the future.

The bath is over.

Dong Xuebin wiped his body dry out, the lights in the living room had been turned off, the bedroom was covered with a door lit, he went to push the door to see, Wenping in a yukata was sitting on the bed, a white flower thigh poked out of the yukata outside, Wenping didn't know what ointment he had, he was applying ointment to his leg, it seemed that there was still a place broken, and it looked particularly painful, the old party breathed straight in.

“What's the matter? ”

“... broken. ”

“I'll do it. I'll do it. ”

“No need.”

“Give it to me, come on. ”

Dong Xuebin was also a little distressed. Hurry up and take a look at the bed. The lights in the Xiaoshu Forest car were limited before. Didn't see clearly. This next look is really true. At least seven or eight places on Fang Wenping's body were broken. Some of them were beaten by Dong Xuebin. Some referred to nails that didn't scratch his heart. Others touched the seat armrest and other things in the car. Not only did he have them on his legs, but he also had a large piece of blue on his shoulder. No two words, Dong Xuebin immediately grabbed the ointment on Fang Wenping's hand and lowered his head to apply the medicine to a piece of skin on her thigh.

“Pfft!” Fang Wenping exclaimed.

Dong Xuebin said: “Does it hurt? What kind of medicine is this? ”

It seemed to be a pain in the sand. Fang Wenping was breathing continuously. The last hand pushed him away. “I won't erase it. ”

Dong Xuebin refused. “That won't work. If you get infected again, you'll have to deal with it. Don't move. Don't move. I'll erase it for you. ”

“No need.” Fang Wenping directly drilled the nest.

"'Hurry up, Sister Fang,' said Dong Xuebin. 'Just put it on. You must listen to me for this. ”

Fang Wenping didn't speak either. He pulled up the quilt and covered it. Looks like he's ready to rest.

Where would Dong Xuebin agree? "If you come out, you might leave a scar if you can't handle it. ”

Fang Wenping still has no movement, he has closed his eyes and slept.

Dong Xuebin pulled her off again, and Wenping couldn't move. There was nothing left to do. Dong Xuebin had to kill him. He got out of bed and found his pants off before he could pull his belt out again. Fang Wenping estimated that he had noticed that his hands had been hidden under his body. Dong Xuebin had not pulled them out for two moments. He simply bit his teeth. He wrapped the belt around Fang Wenping's neck. The belt was the kind that pulled the buckle. A series of bands made a few clicks of card shells. The belt stuck Fang Wenping's neck. Dong Xuebin dragged the other end into his hand. It was no different from the dog chain. The name and function were identical.

Fang Wenping shouted painfully, "No! ”

Dong Xuebin dragged, “Get out! Hurry up!”

“Yes! Yes!” Fang Wenping climbed out of the nest immediately without thinking about it.

“Come here, I'll drug you.” Dong Xuebin pulled another belt.

Fang Wenping's neck was slashed and his body quickly moved. He knelt on the bed, his hands on the bed sheet and climbed over.

Dong Xuebin lowered his head to give her medicine.

Fang Wenping screamed again, but this time he didn't hide. Instead, his body was shaking a little. His thighs were twisting unconsciously. His face became red again. It felt like he was going to drip out water. It seemed like he was emotional. If he wanted more, he would have more.

Dong Xuebin sweated and rubbed another wound on her. “Hold on, you'll be fine soon. ”

In fact, although the belt tied Fang Wenping's neck, it did not make her fall on the ground like a dog. Fang Wenping could totally lie down or sit in a more comfortable position, but the old party did not, and did not know whether it had reacted or not. Fang Wenping just leaned on his neck and was held by Dong Xuebin, and there was no objection on his face. Normally, the majesty and brutality suddenly did not exist, as if he had become a person.

Remove the yukata from her shoulder, Dong Xuebin continued to apply medicine, and her heart was also dialed by Fang Wenping's posture and screaming sheet more and more warm, but she still had to bear with it. First, she had to treat the wound to the old man.

Five minutes later.

The wounds were drugged.

It's not serious, it doesn't have to be wrapped in any gauze, which should go down in two days.

After finishing, Dong Xuebin looked at Fang Wenping. Although he had just tortured her an hour ago, he can't stand it now. This old fairy is too hooky! (To be continued.)