Night.
11 pm.
The drizzle had lightened.
Dong Xuebing and Jiang Fangfang were lying on the blanket in Mrs. Jiang's living room. They had chatted about work for three minutes and touched her for three minutes.
That meat.
That slippery.
That tender.
Don't even mention it.
Dong Xuebing did not treat Sister Jiang as an outsider at all. Both of his hands were now filled with the faint feminine scent of County Head Jiang. After touching her for so long, he could even feel the warmth of Sister Jiang's long johns and the skin on her back. It was very comfortable. Of course, Dong Xuebing does not know what Jiang Fangfang is thinking, and he did not dare to go overboard. Even when he put his hand under her red cotton long johns, he only touched her back and stomach. He did not touch other parts of her body for the time being.
Sigh … It's so enjoyable.
I wonder if I can have this honor again in the future.
After talking about work, Dong Xuebing saw Sister Jiang, who had her back facing him, did not say anything. He felt embarrassed and cleared his throat.
"Sister Jiang?"
"Huh?"
"Are you tired?"
"I'm fine. What's wrong?"
"Ahem, it's nothing."
Dong Xuebing tried to strike up a conversation and did not start a new topic.
It's because Dong Xuebing does not know what to talk about, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. After all, one of his hands was under her clothes and the other was grabbing her butt.
It was quiet in the living room.
The quieter it was, the more awkward it was.
Dong Xuebing was thinking if Sister Jiang was angry. Although Mayor Jiang is someone who will not be moved by anything, that is only on the surface. As long as she is a human, it is impossible for her to not be angry. Dong Xuebing is afraid she might not show it, but she is angry in her heart. He does not want Sister Jiang to make things difficult for him.
Is she angry or not?
Why doesn't she look like she is angry?
Dong Xuebing blinked. He had gone all out today and pinched Jiang Fangfang's butt hard. He knew if Jiang Fangfang is angry, she will surely move his hand away. But after pinching her butt, Jiang Fangfang did not move or say a word.
She is really not angry?
What does that mean?
Prove that I can go further?
Dong Xuebing was also feeling his way. He slowly moved forward and took out one hand from her back and the other hand from her butt. His hand brushed past Jiang Fangfang's waist and touched her belly. This time, Dong Xuebing did not stop and moved his hand up Jiang Fangfang's long johns. His finger touched her belly button, and his middle finger went in. Dong Xuebing did not stop and continued to move upwards, brushing past Jiang Fangfang's soft belly.
Clack.
The tip of his fingernail met with resistance.
His index and middle fingers touched a piece of silk. It was a bra. Even the belly of his fingers could feel the silky lubrication.
Here we are.
Dong Xuebing did not take any action and slowed down.
Suddenly, Jiang Fangfang asked. "What time is it, Xuebing?"
"Ah?" Dong Xuebing looked at his watch. It was dark at night, and he could not see the time clearly. "It should be about 11 pm. Maybe a few more minutes."
Jiang Fangfang moved her body. "It's so late?"
"That's right." Dong Xuebing looked at Jiang Fangfang and moved his hand. His fingernail, which was under Jiang Fangfang's bra, moved down slightly and pushed his finger in.
One millimeter …
Two millimeters …
Three millimeters …
Pant … Dong Xuebing's fingernail felt something soft.
But before he could feel anything, Dong Xuebing tried to push his finger in again. He was afraid he would hurt Jiang Fangfang and did not dare to use too much force. The bra was too tight, and there seemed to be steel hooks. This was not something to show off, and Dong Xuebing's forehead was covered in sweat. He was anxious and used more force. It felt like his finger had touched her flesh. But when his hand was about to enter her bra, a woman's hand pressed on the back of Dong Xuebing's hand.
Huh?
Sister Jiang had stopped Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing looked over and saw Sister Jiang's hand pressing down on his arm. But as Sister Jiang's back is facing him, he could not see her expression. But Sister Jiang's attitude was clear. Although she was not pressing down hard, she had sent a message. Dong Xuebing did not dare to do anything rash. He pulled out his hand from her bra. Actually, he did not enter her bra fully. Only one finger and two fingernails entered. Dong Xuebing thought for a while and was afraid Jiang Fangfang would get angry. He pulled his hand out of her bra unwillingly.
"Sleep early." Jiang Fangfang said calmly.
Dong Xuebing cleared his throat. "Ok. You should rest early too."
"I need to rest for a while. I will sleep when I am tired."
"Err … should I read you a story?"
"Ok. But don't switch on the lights. I don't have any books at home. Just tell me something. I might fall asleep after listening to you."
"Ok. What do you want to hear?"
"Anything is fine. I just want to hear you."
"Then let me tell you a story. I only remember a few fairy tales."
Dong Xuebing saw Jiang Fangfang had pulled her hand out of her bra but did not tidy up her wrinkled long johns. He swallowed his saliva and started to tell Jiang Fangfang a Cinderella story. Dong Xuebing was watching Jiang Fangfang's back view as she walked away. After a while, Dong Xuebing felt he had crossed the line when he tried to reach into her bra. He should try to reach from the outside.
Dong Xuebing tried to reach his hand over again.
This time, he did not reach into her long johns. His hand was under Sister Jiang's armpit. Dong Xuebing's arm, which was resting on her ribs, moved forward and grabbed her left breast.
Soft!
I finally got it!
But before Dong Xuebing's hand could warm up, another woman's hand reached over and grabbed Dong Xuebing's hand. Dong Xuebing wanted to pull his hand back, but Sister Jiang did not let go of his hand. She pulled his hand back again, and both of their hands were on Jiang Fangfang's left chest. But they did not use any force. Dong Xuebing knew it was impossible and felt disappointed. Never mind. It's fine if she doesn't want to touch. He does not want to make Sister Jiang angry. Since she had shown her bottom line, Dong Xuebing knew what to do.
"At this moment, Cinderella lowered her head …"
Dong Xuebing was still telling the story and did not stop. His hand was holding Sister Jiang's hand. Jiang Fangfang was lying on her side and did not stop him. Dong Xuebing held Jiang Feifei's hand and rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. When they first arrived at Jiang Feifei's house, they had held hands before because Jiang Feifei's mother was around. But the feeling was different. Jiang Feifei's hand is slender, and her fingers are long.
Dong Xuebing finished his story.
"Sister Jiang." Dong Xuebing asked softly. "Are you asleep?"
"… not yet." Jiang Fangfang replied calmly.
Dong Xuebing held Jiang Fangfang's hand tightly. "Can I tell you another story?"
Jiang Fangfang did not hold Dong Xuebing's hand back. "Ok. I will go to the bathroom first. I am feeling sleepy. Tell me another story, and I should be asleep."
"Ok." Dong Xuebing did not move his hand.
Jiang Fangfang pulled her hand back.
Dong Xuebing let go of her hand reluctantly.
Jiang Fangfang lifted the blanket and sat up. She got up and put on her slippers.
But her long johns were pulled up by Dong Xuebing earlier, and her long johns are slightly unbuttoned. She is standing under the moonlight, and half of her back is exposed. Her front is fine, but her long johns are rolled up to her bra. There is a faint handprint on her long johns, and it should be Dong Xuebing's doing.
Jiang Fangfang pulled down her long johns and slowly walked towards the bathroom. Dong Xuebing could hear the sound of the door closing.
The rain had stopped, and there were no more noises. Dong Xuebing could hear the sound of running water in the bathroom.
After a while.
Jiang Fangfang washed her hands and came out of the bathroom.
Dong Xuebing looked at Jiang Fangfang's expression.
Dong Xuebing lifted the blanket for her, and Jiang Fangfang took off her slippers and sat on the mattress with one leg. Dong Xuebing was hoping Jiang Fangfang would face him, but she still laid down in the same position and showed her back to Dong Xuebing.
So be it the back view.
Dong Xuebing replied. "I will tell you now."
"Ok. Thank you." Jiang Fangfang replied softly.
This time, it was the story of Pinocchio. Dong Xuebing, who had figured out Jiang Fangfang's bottom line, moved closer to her and hugged her from behind. He buried his head into Jiang Fangfang's shampoo scented hair. Every time he breathed out, Jiang Fangfang's hair would flutter in the wind. Dong Xuebing's hands were not idle and held onto Jiang Fangfang's hand.
It's good to hug her.
Dong Xuebing was satisfied.
The story was still going on, but Jiang Fangfang interrupted after a minute. She twisted her body slightly and said. "Your elbow is hurting my ribs."
Dong Xuebing wanted to let go of her, but he remembered what she said. She did not want him to move away and only said it was uncomfortable. Dong Xuebing blinked and moved his arm away. His hand was still holding her hand, and he did not change his posture.
"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Dong Xuebing asked.
Jiang Fangfang did not reply.
Dong Xuebing cleared his throat. "Then I will continue."
"Yes. I am about to fall asleep." Her voice sounded tired.
Dong Xuebing immediately said. "Ok. Stop talking and just listen to me."
Hugging the beautiful Mayor and telling her a story to coax her to sleep. No one in Zhen Shui County would believe this. Dong Xuebing felt warm in his arms.
He had taken advantage of Mayor Jiang today!
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