Xiao Dongnan received a call; it seemed that something was going on at work. Seeing the atmosphere in the room, he knew there was no point in today, so he enthusiastically said a few more words to Fang Wenping and asked her to take care of herself. In the end, he said goodbye and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Dong Xuebing and remembered him.
Dong Xuebing didn't care. Many people hated him, and it didn't matter if there was one more or less. He was very open-minded about this kind of thing. If he didn't, there was nothing he could do. If possible, he didn't want to offend the cadres in the province, but if he bullied Dong Xuebing, he would be in trouble.
The extra people finally left.
When he spoke, Dong Xuebing had no reservations. He nodded his chin towards the door, "This person is not good at first glance, and he doesn't know how to respect people at all."
Fang Wenping got up from the chair and sat on the sofa.
Dong Xuebing followed and said, "How long has he been chasing you?"
Dong Xuebing sat beside her and said wryly, "Hey, don't be silent. I was really angry, and I had no choice just now. You saw it all. He didn't take me seriously and acted arrogantly. In the end, he threatened me and asked me what unit I was in. How could I give him a good face? Of course, I had to say a few words to him. It's not that I don't give you face, and there is no need to give face to such people. You are just too polite to him. His appearance and level are a world away from you. You still want to chase you. Dream on." Fang Wenping still ignored him. Dong Xuebing blinked and went up to touch her hand. Fang Wenping immediately pulled away, "Clean up the dishes." Dong Xuebing was helpless, "Okay, I'll clean up, you watch TV." He picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. He owed Old Fang a big favor for what he did a while ago, so he naturally didn't say anything. At noon, we bought some food, all in boxes, and there weren't that many bowls.
After a few minutes, Dong Xuebing cleaned up everything, but when he came out again, Fang Wenping was no longer in the living room. He only heard the sound of the shower in the bathroom, where she was taking a shower. Yes, Xiao Dongnan was there before, and it was inconvenient for Old Fang to shower. Although she didn't do much physical work, she packed a lot of her clothes and luggage by herself, and she was a bit dirty, so she always had to tidy up and change clothes.
Twenty minutes later.
The sound of water stopped, and after a while, the door opened.
The misty water vapor and the smell of bath gel floated out, and then Fang Wenping, wrapped in a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom barefoot; her feet stepped on the wooden floor, and every step left a watermark on her feet on the floor.
Dong Xuebing was startled, "Why aren't you wearing slippers?"
"In the box, I'm too lazy to look for it." Fang Wenping said.
Dong Xuebing said, "Then I'll take a shower, too. I'm covered in dirt. Well, should I wash my clothes? Is it convenient for me to stay here tonight?" Fang Wenping looked at him and stared at his eyes. Dong Xuebing was scared and coughed, "Then I won't wash my clothes. Ahem, I'll go." Then he went into the bathroom and took a shower. The bathroom was full of the fragrance left by Old Fang, which smelled good. Dong Xuebing was absent-minded when he took a shower. Even if he had tasted Fang Wenping's taste last time, he was not sure this time. He was a little unsure about Old Fang's attitude. He thought about it for a long time. His purpose of coming back this time was quite simple. He just wanted to thank Fang Wenping. However, seeing Old Fang, a person with a bad temper, had suitors, Dong Xuebing felt awkward and uncomfortable. When he saw Old Fang's attractive and plump figure after getting out of the bath, he couldn't help but think about communicating with her again. Finished washing. Dong Xuebing dried himself, wrapped himself in a towel, and went out. When he looked at the living room, there was no one there. He blinked and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.
Fang Wenping was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt. She was taking a nap.
After hesitating for a while, Dong Xuebing didn't hesitate and directly lifted the quilt, got on the bed, and got in.
Fang Wenping didn't move, but based on Dong Xuebing's previous experience, Old Fang must not have fallen asleep.
"Sister Fang." Dong Xuebing leaned forward and buried his head in her still-wet hair. "What do you think? Do you really like Xiao Dongnan? I see that you treat him much better than me." Fang Wenping said coldly: "You are lying in my bed now. You said that I treat him better than you. Do you mean that anyone can get into my bed?" Dong Xuebing said, "I didn't say that. If you don't like him, scold him. I see that you are quite sharp when you scold me. If you scold him, I guarantee he will not dare to mess with you." He was complaining. Of course, he knew that Fang Wenping treated him differently from Xiao Dongnan. She didn't scold Xiao Dongnan because Fang Wenping treated him as an outsider. She scolded him because Fang Wenping was not polite to him. Fang Wenping said sternly: "Mind your own business. No one else needs to worry about my business."
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything then." Dong Xuebing was very depressed. He didn't want Fang Wenping to be taken away by others, although he knew it was unlikely and had no right to think so.
Fang Wenping said: "Shut up and go to sleep."
Dong Xuebing didn't plan to sleep. He put his arm around and inserted it into the collar of Fang Wenping's bathrobe, pinched it hard, and then didn't untie the belt of her bathrobe but used both hands to pull the bathrobe off her shoulders and put it on her arms.
Fang Wenping didn't react.
Dong Xuebing understood it in his heart, moved over and lay on Fang Wenping, biting her sexy lips, and his hands were not idle below, and he lifted all the bathrobe on her legs and got it near her waist, then adjusted his posture and began to toss her around.
"Give me your hand." Dong Xuebing leaned forward.
Fang Wenping took a breath and handed her two hands to him.
Dong Xuebing grabbed her wrists with one hand and pressed them hard on the headboard as if he had tied her up, and then with the other hand, he boldly grabbed her hair.
"Let go!" Fang Wenping screamed in pain.
Dong Xuebing didn't listen and tortured her even harder.
"Ah, um," Fang Wenping screamed even louder, never mentioning letting go again. The cold and magnetic voice that made such a scream was undoubtedly unbearable.
Dong Xuebing felt so comfortable that all the pores in his body were open. Thinking of Xiao Dongnan chasing Fang Wenping so much, Old Fang didn't pay attention to him, but now he was in the same bed with him and let him pull her hair, Dong Xuebing felt extremely accomplished.