In the dark night.
Fang Wenping Boudoir.
Dong Xuebin was alone in the struggle. The door closed automatically, and there were only two people in the room, a man and a woman. Coupled with the faint moonlight spilling in from the window, this situation was too familiar. It was the scene when Fang Wenping came to the Dong Xuebin hotel room in the middle of the night to drink too much on the way to take office. Fang Wenping at that time She also lay on the bed alone, and then Dong Xuebin was alone by the bed having an ideological struggle. The result at that time was that Dong Xuebin went to bed, "touched" her, and kissed her neck. Finally, Fang Wenping suddenly left for some unknown reason, which made it particularly embarrassing. Now that she was faced with the same choice again, Dong Xuebin was of course depressed.
What's going on?
Lie down or walk? 69 Book Bar 1867
Go? What if they were hinting that they were sleeping here?
Lie down? What if they turn around and leave like last time?
Dong Xuebin I don't want to mention that feeling anymore. It's so complicated. Such a beautiful woman is lying defenseless on the bed, leaving Dong Xuebin making choices beside the bed. It's going to kill this guy. Big Sister Fang That's all at once The quilt pressing up and down on his chest with each breath, and the unique faint fragrance of the mature woman's body in the room, stimulated Dong Xuebin's brain all the time. He originally wanted to leave, because he didn't want to lose face this time, but he took two steps but never took it out.
Dong Xuebin decided to wait.
One second...
Ten seconds...
One minute...
Fang Wenping was still lying there motionless, and her breathing rhythm was the same as when she was awake just now. It was obviously unlikely that she would fall asleep so quickly, but she seemed to pay no attention to Dong Xuebin's intention. She didn't move at all, just lying quietly under the quilt, extremely peaceful.
Dong Xuebin Looks like this. I also made a decision, numb, let's be embarrassed. Anyway, it's not lost once. If Old Fang leaves again this time, then let's go. Anyway, it's not just Dong Xuebin himself who is embarrassed, Fang Wenping's face will definitely not look good. This is two-sided, so no one is afraid of what the other says. Moreover, he is a big man, even if he is pouted, he will pout. If he succeeds, wouldn't he get a big advantage? Dong Xuebin forced himself to figure out the key links, and he felt firm in his heart. Even though he had disliked Fang Wenping for a long time, Big Sister Fang's character was not what Dong Xuebin liked. It could even be said that he particularly disliked her arrogant look. But Dong Xuebin is still very interested in other things about Fang Wenping, such as her appearance, temperament, figure, hobbies and cultural background, and her behavior style. The two have very similar personalities, and Dong Xuebin also has a great liking for her in these aspects, which is how a gay man has a liking for a lesbian. Most of it is reflected in "sexuality" - desire, anyway, Dong Xuebin is like this.
In fact, he had been fighting with himself for a long time, and the result must have been already there. From the moment Dong Xuebin went upstairs with the pillow, he probably made a decision subconsciously. He also knows this guy's character of being unable to walk when he sees a woman, and he has reached this point. Dong Xuebin estimates that no matter how bad his mood is today, he is unlikely to make the decision to turn around and go downstairs. It is just a symbolic struggle.
Not leaving!
Love so and so!
Dong Xuebin turned around and walked to the door, once again confirmed that the door was closed, then walked to the window and tugged on it, tightening the curtains. Finally, he looked at Fang Wenping on the bed. He took a breath, rubbed his hands nervously and uneasily, then strode up, gently took off his slippers, and tugged Fang Wenping gave him her own autumn clothes and autumn trousers. She took off the clothes and threw them on a chair nearby. As for the underwear, Dong Xuebin had washed hers but hadn't dried them yet. Fang Wenping couldn't give them to him, so she didn't wear them at all, which meant that she was completely naked now. Then Dong Xuebin felt a chill. Now that there was no heating, he could only rely on the air conditioner for heating. The temperature was not very warm. Dong Xuebin quickly stepped onto the bed, lifted Fang Wenping's quilt and got in.
Warm call.
The bed was hot.
Dong Xuebin was surrounded by warmth. He knew that it was the body temperature that Fang Wenping was covering up. He smelled her body fragrance and had a comfortable expression on his face. He was no longer as trembling as when he first took off his clothes.
Then what?
What to do then?
Dong Xuebin blinked and looked to the side. Fang Wenping's back was facing him, and he couldn't see Old Fang's expression. Anyway, he just hadn't moved. He didn't know if he was asleep or not. He just didn't sleep. Just because it's been a long time doesn't mean he's not sleeping now. He confirmed a few more times. Next, he raised his neck and looked at it several times, and finally tentatively stretched out his hand. The quilt was also bulged by Dong Xuebin's elbows. Dong Xuebin's hand ran along the hot underside of the quilt, and the touch of the fabric was imprinted on the palm of his hand. It was the flesh-colored autumn clothes on Fang Wenping's waist. 69 Book Bar 1867
But as soon as his hand fell, before he could warm it up, the phone rang rapidly. This ringtone was obviously Fang Wenping's phone number!
Dong Xuebin also felt guilty, so scared that his hand trembled, and he quickly pulled it back.
Fang Wenping finally moved, and the light of the phone was on Bedside Table on her side. She leaned over and got the phone, "Hey, what's wrong?"
The tone was aggressive.
Dong Xuebin behind her knew as soon as he heard it that if the phone number didn't belong to her secretary, it must belong to her subordinate.
Sure enough, Dong Xuebin vaguely heard a female voice on the phone. It was a young female voice. It was probably Fang Wenping's secretary. "Provincial Governor Fang, I just received a notice that a visiting team came from England. Some of them may come to our province next Monday. It's not a visit, maybe just to have fun. Let's see. At first glance, the main leaders who came from England are still at Capital City. Those who came here should be some entourage. There may also be a certain degree of investment in them. They want to attract our investment to their country. Isn't the visa process going to be simplified? Although the time has not yet been determined, this is what it means. The province has also asked us to prepare for the reception. You see..."
Fang Wenping was silent.
The secretary said over there, "Provincial Governor Fang?"
Fang Wenping spoke with a cold tone, "Do you think this is a very important matter? Do you think this matter is necessary to disturb my rest?"
The female secretary snorted, "I'm sorry, I also... uh, it's just the news I just got from above, and I just want to tell you quickly."
Fang Wenping said firmly, "You're only here on Monday?"
"Yes, the plan is around Monday." The secretary said carefully.
Fang Wenping said in an unceremonious tone, "Let's talk about it on Monday. You have never been a secretary before and have no experience. I won't say anything to you. In the future, when you encounter this kind of thing, remember to look at the time and prioritize it. What needs to be reported immediately and what can be delayed? This is called a secretary. This is your job responsibility., otherwise you will tell me everything immediately and ask for my opinion on everything, so why would I need a secretary? Isn't it enough for me? I'll give you a month to adapt. If you still can't adapt to this job, you can leave as soon as possible." After that, Fang Wenping hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table.
Come on, Dong Xuebin heard that Fang Wenping's secretary over there seemed to be crying a little. Obviously, he was criticized enough by Old Fang, and Dong Xuebin couldn't bear it, but thinking about it, it's not surprising. Fang Wenping was angry, Dong Xuebin was also depressed, and his hands even touched Fang Wenping's waist. Well, the call came, and most of his resolute courage was worn away. Isn't this a delay?
But there are also happy things.
Although Fang Wenping always answered and hung up the phone with his back to Dong Xuebin, there was a big, breathing person in the bed behind him. Fang Wenping couldn't have noticed it, but after putting down the phone Fang Wenping lay down on the pillow and continued to sleep in that position, as if he was not aware of Dong Xuebin's existence at all. This was already a very obvious signal, or the signal was too light. This was a completely obvious attitude.
Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin's courage increased again. He rubbed his hands under the quilt, exhaled, stretched out his arms again, and hugged Fang Wenping's waist from behind. This time, he hugged her tightly. He could feel the body temperature of Fang Wenping's autumn clothes under his palms, and it was very comfortable to touch. Because of that experience and thing with the hotel, it was not the first time that Dong Xuebin touched Big Sister Fang, so he didn't stay much longer. The next moment he slowly slid his palm down and slid it onto her fat buttocks. Fang Wenping's butt is very big, and it is obviously larger than the waist. The hip bones are very obvious, and the buttocks on the left side suddenly fit into Dong Xuebin's palm, which is smooth and smooth.
So full.
Dong Xuebin felt extremely comfortable and squeezed a lot.
But after a few "touches", Fang Wenping suddenly moved. He turned over and sat up, lifted the quilt and smoothed his long hair.
Dong Xuebin almost fainted and was speechless. What do you mean? Don't leave again, right? But this is your bedroom? Where are you going? Dong Xuebin didn't know what she meant by sitting up suddenly, thinking Fang Wenping that if it still didn't work, he might as well leave alone.
"Big Sister Fang?" Dong Xuebin didn't dare to get out of bed because he didn't wear any clothes, so he just lay there and asked. 69 Book Bar 1867
Fang Wenping didn't look at him. After smoothing his hair, he twisted his legs and got off the bed. He stepped on the slippers and strode to a cupboard. He opened it and took out a drink. He opened it and sat back on the bed. Then he sat there and drank alone.
Dong Xuebin coughed but didn't dare to rush.
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