The room.
On the genuine leather sofa.
Sister Chang's fragrance, the feel of Sister Chang's legs, the soft massage from Sister Chang's hands—Dong Xuebin almost felt as if he were floating in heaven.
Wonderful.
Absolutely wonderful.
What could be more blissful than this?
It had been two or three months since he took office in Zhenshui County, yet Dong Xuebin had never felt as relaxed as he did today. Sister Chang's hands seemed to possess magic, as though they had wiped away all the exhaustion, irritability, and other negative emotions from his body and mind. Dong Xuebin almost had no desire to work anymore; he just wanted to lie on Sister Chang's lap for three days and three nights. It was far too comfortable. Time like this was exceedingly rare for Dong Xuebin, and he had not experienced it in a long while. Dong Xuebin increasingly felt that transferring Sister Chang's personnel file to Zhenshui County had been the right decision. Having someone with such skill and thoughtfulness in massage alone made it worthwhile. Otherwise, the women in Zhenshui County close to him were only Jiang Fangfang, Yao Cui, and Chen Xiaomei. Old Chen was too old, and they were not close enough. Cui'er was his old classmate, so Dong Xuebin would have been embarrassed. County Chief Jiang was even his superior, so he could hardly ask her to massage him. Only Sister Chang would do.
"Is the pressure okay?"
"It is."
"Comfortable?"
"Very."
"Go to sleep, Xuebin."
"...Mm."
Since things had come to this, Dong Xuebin did not stand on ceremony with her. He shifted his head and adjusted his position slightly, continuing to lie on her lap. With that adjustment, his face gradually turned toward Chang Juan's abdomen and the roots of her thighs, making the scent of