Midnight...
It was already very late.
Almost everyone in the residential complex had gone to rest. Only Fang Wenping's bedroom was still lit, the air inside thick with intimate tension.
Fang Wenping smelled of medicine.
But on closer notice, there was also a faint feminine scent drifting from her.
Dong Xuebin could hardly bear it. After swallowing, he reached back and switched off the lights. There was still moonlight, enough to see by. Turning around, Dong Xuebin kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. Standing on the mattress and looking down at Fang Wenping, who was lying there on her stomach, he crouched, grabbed the end of the belt fastened around Old Fang's neck, then stood and gave it a tug.
Fang Wenping immediately let out a moan. "Don't!"
Dong Xuebin put a little more force into it and pulled her toward himself.
Fang Wenping's eyes were glistening. The next moment, following the force in Dong Xuebin's hand, she quickly crawled over on all fours until she reached his feet, exceptionally obedient.
For a moment, Dong Xuebin felt a satisfaction so intense it seemed to melt his heart. It was simply impossible to describe. Old Fang really had it in her. How had I never noticed that Fang Wenping had this side to her? She doesn't have a shred of dignity left. If I'd known Old Fang was this easy to handle, I would've handled her long ago. Why would I have needed to put up with her temper for so long? Now, finally, I get to be the master for once.
"Sister Fang," Dong Xuebin said.
"Mm," Fang Wenping answered.
"You like this?" Dong Xuebin looked down at her.
"..." Fang Wenping lowered her head and said nothing.
"I'm asking you. Do you like this?" Dong Xuebin