Sunday.
Morning.
Mrs. Jiang's house.
The sky after the rain was very refreshing. The air carried the fragrance of grass seeds through the gaps in the window and squeezed into the house, as if it had been sprinkled with a freshener.
7 am.
Dong Xuebing woke up, and his feet felt cold. His first reaction was to pull his feet back under the warm blanket and yawn. He rubbed his eyes and saw the sky outside. He knew the rain had stopped and even saw a beautiful rainbow. Dong Xuebing, who had just woken up, felt refreshed.
The first thing he saw was a rainbow.
Seems like he is doing well today.
Dong Xuebing looked at his watch and stretched. He then looked at the beauty lying beside him. Last night, after Dong Xuebing told Jiang Fangfang about Pinocchio, Jiang Fangfang did not move. Dong Xuebing was afraid Jiang Fangfang was still awake and told her another story. After Jiang Fangfang fell asleep, he went to bed. But to his surprise, Jiang Fangfang woke up even later than him and was still sleeping. Maybe she had not been able to sleep for too many days, and she was exhausted. She could not recover in a day or two. Look at her. She is sleeping so soundly.
Go to sleep.
Sleep for a while more.
Dong Xuebing looked at Sister Jiang's sleeping face and did not want to disturb her.
Jiang Fangfang was lying flat on her back, and they were quite far apart. Dong Xuebing and Jiang Fangfang's right chest were exposed under the blanket, and Dong Xuebing moved over to cover her with the blanket.
"Huh?" Jiang Fangfang opened her eyes.
Dong Xuebing asked embarrassedly. "Huh? Did I wake you up?"
Jiang Fangfang groaned and closed her eyes sleepily. "Mm."
Dong Xuebing felt Jiang Fangfang was very cute and moved closer to her. He put his hand behind her neck and hugged her shoulders.
"Huh?"
"Go to sleep."
"Ok."
Jiang Fangfang seemed to be asleep.
After about 20 minutes, she opened her eyes and looked at Dong Xuebing. "What time is it?"
"7.30 am."
"It's so late."
"It's still early. You don't have to work today."
"Is my mother awake?"
"Not yet. There's no movement in the bedroom."
Jiang Fangfang smoothed her hair and lay down to take a nap.
Dong Xuebing hugged her and grabbed her smooth hand. But because it's daytime, everyone can see each other, and Dong Xuebing felt pressured. He only held her hand and did not dare to pinch it. "Do you want to rest a while more? I see you're exhausted these days. "
"It doesn't matter." Jiang Fangfang said faintly, "It's time to make breakfast. My mother's Chinese medicine needs to be brewed too."
"I'll go."
"You don't know how to endure it."
"Then I'll make breakfast, you boil the medicine."
"Are you okay today?"
"I'm fine. I'll just stay there if I go back."
"Alright, I'll have to trouble you to prepare breakfast. Just anything will do."
Dong Xuebing felt good when he saw Jiang Fangfang did not stand on ceremony with him. This means Jiang Fangfang did not want to make things difficult for him last night. "What time are we waking up?"
"About 10 minutes. I need to wake up. I can't open my eyes." Jiang Fangfang acted like she did not notice Dong Xuebing was hugging her.
"Oh, can I smoke?"
"Sure. It must have been hard on you after holding it in for the whole day."
"I'm afraid your mother can't smell the smoke."
"It's fine. Just open the windows to let the smoke out."
Dong Xuebing nodded. He was really addicted to smoking and wanted to get up. His phone, wallet, and cigarettes were under the coffee table. Sister Jiang had taken them out after his clothes got wet.
"Let me do it." Jiang Fangfang didn't let him out of the bed. She got on the bed and handed him his cigarette case and lighter.
Dong Xuebing can't be bothered to hug her anymore. He took out a cigarette and lit it up. He took a big puff from the cigarette. Jiang Fangfang bowed again and picked up a small glass bowl filled with melon seed shells from the coffee table. She cleared a spot on the mattress.
"Here is the ashtray."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
While smoking, Dong Xuebing asked. "Is your wound still painful?"
"It's not painful anymore." Hearing that, Jiang Fangfang gently lifted the blanket to reveal her upper body. She lowered her head and lifted her long johns to look at her waist. "The bruises are gone too."
Dong Xuebing laughed. "I told you I can cure it easily."
Jiang Fangfang nodded. "Your medical skills are not bad."
After finishing his cigarette, Dong Xuebing's hand sneakily moved under the blanket and touched Jiang Fangfang's thighs. Jiang Fangfang picked up the ashtray expressionlessly and placed it on the coffee table. She did not have any special reaction when she came back. Dong Xuebing saw this and continued to touch Jiang Fangfang's thighs and long johns. Although he had touched her thighs for a long time last night, it was not enough. His hands were full of flesh, and it felt good.
It would be great if he could touch it every day.
He didn't know if Sister Jiang would give him this chance after today.
Maybe Dong Xuebing had this thought, and he decided to touch her to his heart's content. In a few days, Sister Jiang might fall out with him.
Every time he touched it, it was one time.
Every time he touched it, it would be one less time.
Dong Xuebing knew that other than him, no one else in the whole of Zhen Shui County would dare to take advantage of Mayor Jiang.
Waist is a man's life.
Legs were a woman's life.
How could they be touched so easily?
After a few minutes.
Jiang Fangfang found a hairpin on the pillow, sat up, and tied her hair up. "It's almost eight o 'clock. Get up."
Dong Xuebing's hand is still on Yu Meixia's thigh. "Lie down for a while more."
"The medicine takes a long time to boil. My mother wants to drink it in the morning." Jiang Fangfang looked at him. "If you're sleepy, you can stay in bed for another half an hour. I'll wake you up when it's time to eat."
"Don't, I said I'll cook."
"Shall we start now?"
"Hmm, alright."
"I'll go check your clothes. They should be dry now."
"No need. I will take them myself. Where are they hanging?"
"They are in my mother's room. Don't worry about them. Go and brush your teeth. I might not have a new toothbrush. Just make do. You can use my white towel."
"Huh? Ok."
Jiang Fangfang finished combing her hair and went to the bedroom in her slippers. Dong Xuebing could smell the lingering scent of a woman under the blanket. He felt bored and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came out, Jiang Fangfang had taken out his clothes and passed them to him. After that, she went into the bathroom and closed the door. The clothes were dry, but there were some raindrops on them. Dong Xuebing can only make do. Dong Xuebing does not want to undress in front of Jiang Fangfang. He quickly went to the sofa and took off the white long johns Jiang Fangfang had lent him. After that, he changed into his own clothes. He did not wear his shoes and socks as he was not in a hurry to leave. He still wore her slippers.
Suddenly, Sister Jiang's voice came from the bathroom.
"Xiao Tao."
"Ah, I'm here."
"I had just brewed some medicine in the kitchen."
"Oh, it's ready?"
"Yes. Help me keep an eye on the casserole."
"Ok. I will keep an eye on it."
"Ok. I will go over after I go to the toilet."
Dong Xuebing went to the kitchen and looked at the casserole. The casserole is still not boiling. He went to the fridge to prepare breakfast, mainly porridge. Dong Xuebing washed the rice, and the casserole on the stove started boiling. The smell of Chinese medicine wafted into his nostrils, and Dong Xuebing immediately lowered the heat to boil the porridge. He also pushed the glass bed in the kitchen away. It smells terrible.
At this time, Jiang Fangfang's mother came out. "Xiao Tao."
"Ah, Mum, you are awake?" Dong Xuebing smiles as he looks outside.
Jiang Fangfang's mother dotes on her son-in-law, and she was unhappy when she saw Dong Xuebing cooking and brewing medicine. "Why are you doing this alone? Where is your wife? "
"She is going to the toilet."
"This girl is so slow at everything."
"Haha … it's fine, Mum. I will do it."
"I will reprimand her later. She is too calm and is not in a hurry to do anything."
On the other side, the door to the bathroom rang. Jiang Fangfang walked slowly into the living room. "What's the matter, Mom?"
Jiang Fangfang grumbled. "I am talking to you. Don't you care about your husband? Why do you let Xiao Tao do everything?"
Jiang Fangfang replied calmly. "I need to go to the toilet and change my clothes. I am here now. Mum, you should go too. Xiao Tao and I will cook."
"Don't come home too often after you go to work. Brew more medicine."
"I know. I will keep it for you for a few more days."
"Ok. The housekeeper is not as good at brewing medicine as you."
"Go and wash up. I will close the door now. The smell of the medicine is in the room."
Jiang Fangfang's grandmother turned and left, and Jiang Fangfang closed the kitchen door. She even switched on the range hood. But the range hood in her house is too old, and the power is not high. Most of the medicine smell comes from the windows, and Jiang Fangfang does not know whose house it is.
"Let me do it."
"You don't need to use your hands. I can do it myself."
"What did my mother say to you?"
"Nothing. She just thinks you are too slow."
Jiang Fangfang did not say anything and used a spoon to stir the medicine in the pot.
The pot of porridge was boiling, and Dong Xuebing lowered the heat. He looked at Yu Meixia and reached out to hold her hand. "What do you want for the main dish?"
Jiang Fangfang did not look at Dong Xuebing and continued brewing the medicine. "Anything."
"What do you usually eat at home?"
"Porridge is enough. My mother and I do not eat much."
"Ok. I will cook a few more eggs."
"Ok. Just 3 to 4 eggs will do. Don't cook too many, or we will not be able to finish it."
"Ok. Where are the eggs? Prepare them first. "
"In the cabinet under the window. Let me take it. You don't know."
Jiang Fangfang walked towards the window. Dong Xuebing was holding her hand, and he did not let go. Jiang Fangfang squatted down and opened the cabinet with one hand to take out the eggs for Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing took one.
Jiang Fangfang took two eggs.
Then, the two of them held hands and stood in front of the stove again, just like a couple.
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