Night.
The sky was dark.
Dong Xuebing, who was at home, was shocked by what he saw in the bathroom. This had changed his impression of Jiang Fangfang!
What is she trying to do?
Mayor Jiang! Sister Jiang! Sister Jiang!
You are still in my house!
Furthermore, can you close the door?
Dong Xuebing was shocked by what he saw. His hand was trembling, and he accidentally pulled the door handle. The door, which was unlocked, opened immediately. The door is about to hit the wall, and it will make a loud noise. Dong Xuebing was shocked and quickly reached out to hold the door handle. But his leg and waist injuries acted up, and he lost his balance. Crash! The wheelchair flipped, and Dong Xuebing landed on the floor!
"Ah!"
Dong Xuebing almost cried from the pain!
However, his mind was no longer on the wound. Instead, he quickly raised his head and glanced at Jiang Fangfang who was in the bathroom while lying on the ground.
Oh no!
I am discovered!
Dong Xuebing's face turned red, and he wanted to jump down from the building!
He saw Jiang Fangfang's body stiffen for a moment. Her hands that were in her skirt stopped moving, and her arms that were in her blouse also stopped moving.
Jiang Fangfang looked at Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing was also looking at Jiang Fangfang.
"Err … Errr … I came out to go to the bathroom and fell." Dong Xuebing quickly explained. "I thought you had left."
Jiang Fangfang nodded. "Wait a minute."
"Ok … You first …" Huh? What did I say?!
Jiang Fangfang was still calm. She sat up from the toilet and removed her hands from her chest. She straightened her skirt and slowly walked out of the bathroom. Her steps were not steady, and her shoulder knocked into the door frame as she walked out of the bathroom. Jiang Fangfang held onto her shoulder and straightened her body. She walked over to Dong Xuebing, reeking of alcohol, and helped Dong Xuebing up from his wheelchair.
Jiang Fangfang's cold hand touched Dong Xuebing's arm.
Dong Xuebing could not help but look at Jiang Fangfang's chest. When Jiang Fangfang pulled out her shirt, she did not adjust her shirt properly, and one of the buttons was undone. Her bra was exposed, and it was very eye-catching. Dong Xuebing glanced at her and did not dare to look at her. He immediately turned his head away and grabbed the wheelchair. With Jiang Fangfang's help, Dong Xuebing sat back in the wheelchair, and Jiang Fangfang moved her hands away.
Clack.
The place where her right hand touched Dong Xuebing's forearm felt sticky. It felt like dried glue, and there were even some strands of silk on it.
What was that?
Is it sticking to my hand?
Dong Xuebing was stunned and immediately remembered Jiang Fangfang's right hand. It was the hand she had used to reach under her dress! This is …
Holy shit!
No way!?
Dong Xuebing's heart skipped a beat. He had never seen something like this before, and he stood there awkwardly. He did not dare to move his arm.
Jiang Fangfang also noticed it and looked at her hand. After that, she looked at Dong Xuebing calmly. "I'm sorry. I will help you wipe it later."
"It's fine."
"Go to the bathroom. I will push you."
"Huh? Thank you."
"Don't mention it."
After entering the bathroom, Dong Xuebing could smell a disgusting smell. It's indescribable, and it smells like a mature woman.
"Get up."
"Ok."
Just like in the afternoon, Dong Xuebing stood up with the help of the wheelchair, and Jiang Fangfang supported him from the back. But this time, Jiang Fangfang is using her shoulders to support his weight. Dong Xuebing looked at the mirror and saw Jiang Fangfang was not looking at him. He cleared his throat and settled the issue. This time, Dong Xuebing is not as embarrassed as before. Of course, it's because he has something more embarrassing to deal with.
After settling the issue, Dong Xuebing sat in the wheelchair with Jiang Fangfang's help.
Jiang Fangfang did not push Dong Xuebing out of the room. Instead, she stood at the tap and washed her hands. She used the soap to scrub her hands several times, and after washing her hands clean, she took a towel and smeared some soap on it. She turned around and wiped a sticky spot on Dong Xuebing's arm with the towel. Dong Xuebing's face turned red, and Jiang Fangfang wiped it clean.
"Ok."
"… ok."
"Are there any other parts of your body?"
"Ahem, that's all."
"Ok. I'm sorry."
"I'm fine. Eh, why did you wash my clothes?" Dong Xuebing changed the topic.
Jiang Fangfang pushed Dong Xuebing's wheelchair back to the house. "I have nothing to do at home, and it's inconvenient for you to move around. So, I helped you wash your hands."
"Sigh … I have to trouble you every time. I …"
They chatted for a while, and Dong Xuebing looked at Jiang Fangfang's calm expression. He was impressed by Jiang Fangfang's calmness. I had seen you doing that, and you are not embarrassed at all? Your personality is so indifferent, and your self-restraint is so good. You're simply not human anymore.
Bedroom.
Dong Xuebing got on the bed again.
Jiang Fangfang covered Dong Xuebing with the blanket.
Both of them were speechless, and the atmosphere became quiet.
Don't keep quiet. Dong Xuebing quickly tries to find a topic to talk about. He is afraid Jiang Fangfang might be fine on the surface, but she is still a woman, and it will be embarrassing for her to be seen doing that. Dong Xuebing does not want to create any ill feelings between them. But before he could find a topic, Jiang Fangfang spoke.
"Did you see it earlier?" Jiang Fangfang asked.
Dong Xuebing pretended not to know. "What did you see?"
Jiang Fangfang replied slowly. "I was in the bathroom."
Dong Xuebing was speechless. Sigh … why are you mentioning this? But even if he says he did not see it, Jiang Fangfang will not believe him. "Errr … I'm sorry, Sister Jiang. I did not do it on purpose. I thought you had left, and I went out."
Jiang Fangfang covered Dong Xuebing with the blanket. "It's not your fault. I did not close the door and let you see a joke."
"I didn't. Errr … I think it's normal."
Jiang Fangfang used a very light tone to say something very sensitive. "It's quite normal. I'm a widow, and I've been alone for so many years. There are many times when I need to solve my own problems. Actually, there's nothing shameful about it."
Dong Xuebing replied nervously. "That's right. It's nothing."
How can Dong Xuebing answer her? Whatever she says. Dong Xuebing knows he should go along with her. Although Jiang Fangfang does not look drunk on the surface and is calm, Dong Xuebing can tell she is drunk from the way she walks, when she speaks, when she knocked into the bathroom door frame, and when she did that thing in the bathroom. She must be drunk today. She had drunk a lot of Maotai and a bottle of beer!
This is killing me!
Dong Xuebing must never drink with her again!
County Magistrate Jiang's drunken state was much scarier than a drunkard who smashed things all over the world!
"Are you tired, Xiao Dong?"
"I'm fine. Are you tired?"
"I'm not tired either. Ok. Let's chat for a while more?"
"Ah? Ah, yes, please tell me. "
Jiang Fangfang pulled a chair over and sat beside Dong Xuebing. She looked at him and picked up his Furong Wang Ruanlan from the bedside table. "Do you want to smoke?"
Dong Xuebing doesn't know how she can tell. "It's alright."
Jiang Fangfang took out a cigarette and passed it to Dong Xuebing. "Don't mind me. I am not afraid of cigarettes. My husband also smoked when he was still alive."
"Then I will smoke one."
"Ok. I will light it for you."
"No, no … I can't."
"It's not convenient for your hands. Don't touch it."
Jiang Fangfang picked up the lighter and lit it. Dong Xuebing had no choice but to take a puff and light it up.
"Do you want some water?"
"No. I'm not thirsty."
"Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you some supper? "
"I had just eaten, and I'm not hungry. Thank you."
Jiang Fangfang nodded and looked at Dong Xuebing quietly.
Dong Xuebing felt uncomfortable and smiled. "Sister Jiang, you don't have to be so nice to me. I can't accept it."
Jiang Fangfang said softly, "I know you're not my lover who passed away. You two look very similar, but your personalities are very different. But I can't help but want to take care of you. Maybe I owe my husband too much in the past. I always feel that it's only right for him to take care of me. In the end, when he left, he didn't even give me a chance to repay him. Maybe you're also a small sustenance in my heart." She paused for a while and continued. "Of course. Both of you look alike, and sometimes, I will mistake you for him. Hmmm … this is also the reason why I could not control myself in the bathroom."
Dong Xuebing nodded. "I understand. It's fine."
"Is your impression of me ruined?" Jiang Fangfang asked. "Tell me the truth."
"No … Although it's hard to say, it's normal. I don't think it's a big deal."
"You really think so?"
"Yes. I will not be human if I lie to you."
"Oh," Jiang Fangfang replied. After a while, she rubbed her legs together and looked at him with pursed lips. "Then can you do me a favor?"
Dong Xuebing asked. "What is it?"
Jiang Fangfang hesitated for a while. "I don't need you to do anything. Just lie on the bed and look at me."
"Look at you?" Dong Xuebing still doesn't understand. What help? Why do I need to look at you?
Suddenly, Jiang Fangfang, under Dong Xuebing's stare, inserted her hands into the buttons of her blouse again. She sat on the chair and said. "I am not done yet, and I can't take it anymore. Give me ten minutes, and I will be done soon."
Dong Xuebing's heart almost exploded when he heard this.
Ah? You still want to do it in front of me? Damn! You want to seduce me to death, right??
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