8 pm.
Dong Xuebing's room.
The moonlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Presidential Suite and onto the floor. The aroma of food wafts out from the kitchen.
One enters from sight.
The other enters from smell.
It's a relaxing atmosphere.
Dong Xuebing was sitting on the sofa smoking and enjoying himself.
"Xuebing, it's time for dinner."
"Oh, are you done?"
"Yes. Let's eat."
"I will help you carry the dishes. Thank you for your hard work."
"No need. Haha … wash your hands first. I will carry the dishes myself."
Dong Xuebing did not stand on ceremony with Chang Juan and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. After drying his hands, Dong Xuebing subconsciously looked towards a small dining room in the corner of the living room. But he did not see anyone or any dishes. He turned to look at the sofa he was sitting on and saw Chang Juan sitting on it. She is cooking three dishes on the table. They are all homemade stir-fried dishes.
"Let's eat, Xuebing."
"Are we not going to the dining room?"
"The chairs there are hard, and I am afraid it will be uncomfortable for us."
"That's right. We are tired, and the sofa is more comfortable."
"Come, try my cooking. If you don't like it, just tell me. If it's not good, I will call for a few dishes."
"How can it be? It looks delicious."
"I had not cooked for a long time, and I don't know how to cook."
"No. Let me try it first." Dong Xuebing sat beside Chang Juan on the sofa and picked up his chopsticks to eat. "Hmmm … it's not bad. It's delicious."
"Really?"
"Yes. You should eat too."
"Ok. I will touch up my makeup first."
Chang Juan picked up a small mirror to touch up her makeup. She is meticulous with her makeup. Dong Xuebing is hungry and ignored Chang Juan. He continued to eat. The taste of the meal is average and nothing special. But there is a beautiful woman sitting beside him, and she is wearing a perfume scent. It doesn't matter if the food is delicious or not. Instead of saying Dong Xuebing is eating the food, it is more accurate to say he is eating Sister Chang's beauty as the main course.
One minute …
Three minutes …
Five minutes …
The two of them ate together and chatted as they ate.
Dong Xuebing looked at Yu Meixia and said. "Today's dishes are delicious, and I had troubled you to cook for me. I am quite embarrassed."
Chang Juan smiled and said, "It's not like you're the only one eating. I'm hungry too."
Dong Xuebing put down his chopsticks. "Ah … I'm full. I can't eat anymore."
"I'm full too." Chang Juan stopped eating. "When are you going to rest? Are you tired today? "
Dong Xuebing looks at his watch. "It's only 8 pm, and it's still early. I am tired, but we still need to attend a meeting when Old Zheng returns. Let's rest after the meeting."
"Why don't you sleep for a while?"
"It's okay, I can handle it."
Dong Xuebing rubbed his shoulders. He is tired. Although he did not participate in the investment fair today, he had been busy running errands. Also, their County's investment results are poor, and the Investment Promotion Agency had purposely made things difficult for them. Not only he is physically exhausted, but he is also mentally exhausted. Others can see the benefits of being a leader, but no one can imagine the pressure behind power and status.
Chang Juan looks at Dong Xuebing. "Let me massage your shoulders for you."
Dong Xuebing quickly removes his hands from his shoulders. "No … no … it's fine."
"Your shoulders are sore? It's fine. I will massage for you. "
"It's not sore. It's fine. Please don't."
"Haha … don't be so polite with me."
Chang Juan stood up and walked behind the sofa.
The next moment, Dong Xuebing felt a squeeze on his shoulder, and a comfortable feeling spread throughout his body. Sister Chang had squeezed his shoulder.
"Sister Chang."
"Stop moving."
"Ah … look at you."
Dong Xuebing tried to stop her, but Chang Juan's hands did not listen to him and continued to massage his shoulders. Dong Xuebing felt so comfortable and could not bear to let her move her hands away. He thanked her and closed his eyes to enjoy the massage.
Three minutes passed.
Chang Juan's hands moved to another place and is massaging Dong Xuebing's head.
Dong Xuebing nodded and felt his tiredness from the day had disappeared. Sister Chang really knows how to massage.
"How's the strength?"
"It's very good. Thank you."
"Can you lean back a little?"
"I'm fine with anything."
The sofa is a Japanese-style sofa, and the backrest is not high. Dong Xuebing did not think much and was about to fall asleep when Sister Chang asked him to lean back. The next second, Dong Xuebing felt the back of his head sinking into a soft spot. More accurately, it's two soft spots. Dong Xuebing's head sunk into the sofa.
Huh?
What's this?
Dong Xuebing woke up and opened his eyes.
However, the two hands on his head did not have any reaction. They continued to slowly massage his scalp and temples.
Dong Xuebing realized he is leaning on Sister Chang's chest. Although he did not turn around, he knew it is her chest. That position is in front of Chang Juan's chest, and the back of Dong Xuebing's head is soft. He could also feel a button on the back of his neck. It must be Chang Juan's chest.
That was a little different.
Although it was a little inappropriate, the two of them had been colleagues for such a long time. There was nothing wrong with their relationship.
But leaning on Sister Chang's chest is too intimate.
This is beyond the relationship of colleagues and superiors.
Dong Xuebing wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he did not say anything and just moved his head forward.
But Sister Chang's hands pressed Dong Xuebing's head back. "Xuebing, don't move."
"Err … err …"
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? "
"No … I'm feeling well, but …"
"That's good. Haha … I will continue."
"Errr … err … Thank you."
Dong Xuebing still does not want to leave. This is too comfortable. He is sitting on the sofa, resting his head on Sister Chang's soft breasts. Sister Chang is massaging him again and again. Dong Xuebing does not want to talk about this feeling anymore. He is enjoying it so much.
One time …
Five times …
Ten times …
Every time Chang Juan's hands press on his head, Dong Xuebing's head will move a little and press on the back of his head.
It's the same every time.
Dong Xuebing had fallen in and out of this place.
Even a man will not be able to stand it, let alone Dong Xuebing.
Ring, ring, ring, ring. A phone rang behind him.
"Huh?"
"Sister Chang is calling you?"
"Yes. It's my husband. Never mind. I won't answer it."
"Answer it. Your husband must be worried about you settling down here."
"I had told him. Ok. Don't move. Just give me the same massage."
The two hands on Dong Xuebing's head became one. Maybe Chang Juan had moved her body to answer the phone, but the back of Dong Xuebing's head, which was in the middle of Sister Chang's chest, moved to the side and pressed on Chang Juan's right chest.
Sister Chang's voice came from behind.
"Hello? What's wrong? I am at the hotel and had just returned from work. Who do you think I am with? I am alone … Yes … Where's my son? Tell him to sleep early. I definitely won't be able to go back for the next six months. Give me some snacks and take good care of my son … En, it's good that you know … En … That's it then. I'm going to wash up and go to bed … Alright, alright, I got it. After pausing for a while, Sister Chang laughed. "Hello? Haha … son … yes … it's me … Have you finished your homework? Good job. Alright. I still have work to do. Listen to your father … Ok … I will go back as soon as possible if you listen to me. You are my biological mother … Haha …"
She kissed the phone before hanging up.
Chang Juan's attitude towards Dong Xuebing and her son is different from her husband.
Dong Xuebing narrowed his eyes and leaned against Chang Juan's chest. He was smiling in his heart.
Dong Xuebing kept his phone and heard Chang Juan saying. "I have to call him two to three times a day. It's so annoying."
"Your husband is also worried about you."
"He only knows how to talk. He can't do any serious work."
Dong Xuebing did not interrupt them and continued to enjoy Sister Chang's massage and the muscles on her chest.
Soft.
Other than soft, it's still soft.
Dong Xuebing felt his head is floating. Ever since he left Qu Yunxuan and Yu Meixia, he had not had the chance to enjoy a massage. In the past, only Qu Yunxuan and Yu Meixia would help him relax. It's been a while since Dong Xuebing had the chance to enjoy a massage. It's so comfortable that he does not want Chang Juan to leave.
"Xuebing, your neck is a bit stiff."
"Maybe my neck is not good, and I had been sitting for too long in school."
"Then you must take care of yourself. It's not that I want to lecture you, but you have money, a government position, a wife, and a child."
"Yes. In a few months."
"That's why you must take care of your health. Only when you are healthy can you enjoy life. Do you think I am right?"
"Haha … that's right."
"Don't overwork yourself in the future. Take care of yourself and exercise more. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you can look for me. I will give you a massage."
"How could I do that?"
"You don't need to treat me as an outsider. I also do not treat you as an outsider."
Dong Xuebing could feel Chang Juan's warmth and softness on the back of his head. He thought to himself. She does not treat me as an outsider. Even if I am an outsider, you will not let me lean on your chest.
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