Late morning.
It was eleven o'clock.
In the director's office, Dong Xuebin, exhausted beyond measure, lay sprawled across the desk, panting heavily. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his expression was a complicated mixture of pain and satisfaction. The pain came naturally from exhaustion, but also from his injuries. After all that just now, they seemed to have worsened again. He could barely move his thighs, and his waist hurt especially badly—he had probably strained it just now. As for the satisfied expression, that was naturally from the double impact on his body and mind. Fooling around with Big Sister Xu in her office simply felt different.
That felt good!
Pain was pain! No matter how much it hurt, it was worth it!
Dong Xuebin lay on the hard desk, catching his breath.
Xu Yan, lying beside him, reached over with one hand and wiped his sweat away. "You brat, if your body can't handle it, take it easy. You have no sense of restraint at all."
Dong Xuebin turned and wrapped an arm around her too. "I know."
"Rested enough? Get down and wipe yourself off." Xu Yan sat up first, lowered her head, and took some tissues from the drawer to clean herself.
Dong Xuebin did not move.
After Xu Yan finished, she shook her head with a smile and climbed up to wipe him down as well.
Dong Xuebin took the opportunity to pull Big Sister Xu back over and held her as they lay on the desk. His hand slipped into Xu Yan's pinned-up hair, and he found the feeling especially enjoyable.
Xu Yan looked into his eyes.
Dong Xuebin quickly looked away. "Ahem, I'll get up. I'm getting up."
Xu Yan smiled and smacked his backside. "You brat, get dressed."
Dong Xuebin dressed very slowly.