Morning.
It was past 8 am.
The door to the east room slammed shut with a loud bang.
Dong Xuebing looked at Fang Wenping's back view disappearing from the bathroom and squatted down in the yard. He carried Fang Wenping's sweater and dress and threw them into the wooden basin on the ground. He sighed and threw the washed clothes into the basin. He saw the clothes were not stained and soaked them in water. After that, he lit a cigarette and felt he had nothing better to do. Why did he agree to wash Fang Wenping's clothes for no reason? This was just a leisure exercise. If he had the time, he should have gone back to his room for a nap.
But she had agreed.
What else can he do? Wash it!
Dong Xuebing regretted being softhearted earlier, but there is nothing he can do now. After soaking in the water for a while, he dipped his hands into the water to remove the foam from the detergent. After that, he started to wash Fang Wenping's sweater. Dong Xuebing can use the washing machine to wash the sweater, but the washing machine is in the bathroom, and Fang Wenping will not let him in. That's why he can only wash it by hand.
One sweater …
Two sweaters …
Three sweaters …
Fang Wenping's clothes were all washed.
Dong Xuebing washed the clothes that Fang Wenping had vomited on last night and wiped Fang Wenping's high heels before packing up.
Sigh …
It's finally done.
Dong Xuebing got up and was about to leave.
But at this moment, the bathroom door opened.
"Dong Xuebing!" Fang Wenping shouted at him fiercely.
"Ah?" Dong Xuebing replied angrily. "What is it?"
"Have you finished washing the clothes?" Fang Wenping asked.
Dong Xuebing replied impatiently. "Yes, and it will be done in the afternoon!"
Fang Wenping replied matter-of-factly. Suddenly, a hand reached out from the crack of the east room's door. With a huff, a bra was thrown out from inside and landed on the ground.
Dong Xuebing was stunned. "What are you doing?"
"I want to wash it." Fang Wenping replied.
Dong Xuebing was speechless. "You really want me to wash it?" He thought Fang Wenping was joking and did not expect her to really throw it out!
"Also." He stretched out his hand again, and a pair of pure white underwear flew out, followed by a pair of torn black stockings. "Wash them."
Dong Xuebing stared at her. "How are we going to wash the stockings? They are so torn! "
"Throw the stockings away and wash the rest." Fang Wenping said and closed the door as if she was talking to a housekeeper.
Dong Xuebing almost gave her a kick. What kind of person was this? She asked me to wash clothes for her, and she is still angry. I should have brought her home yesterday. How many things did you do for me? Don't even think about it. I will teach this old woman a lesson sooner or later. Dong Xuebing was cursing in his heart as he walked over and picked up the stockings Fang Wenping had thrown on the ground. He threw them into the rubbish bin and picked up her bra and panties. He sat down unwillingly and soaked her bra in the water. But after calming himself down, Dong Xuebing took out her panties from the water and flipped them open to see how dirty they are. But her panties are clean and only have some dirt on them. Dong Xuebing was quite disappointed.
Let's wash.
This old hag!
Dong Xuebing continued to wash, and one of the wires at the back of the bra scratched his hand. When he saw it was bleeding, he quickly sucked on it.
What a joke!
Do you think it's easy for me?!
After about 20 minutes, Dong Xuebing finished washing all the clothes.
Dong Xuebing took a deep breath and took out a few clothes hangers and tongs. He hung Fang Wenping's clothes, bra, and underwear on a rope tied to a Chinese Toon tree. After doing all these, Dong Xuebing ordered a cup of tea and sat down in the courtyard. He was no longer sleepy. He had been busy for so long, why should he sleep? He might as well drink his tea and smoke leisurely. He kept glancing at the east side of the house.
The water was still flowing.
Splash … splash … splash … splash …
Suddenly, the water stopped, and Dong Xuebing heard some rustling sounds. The door opened, and a fair leg walked out. It was Zhang Longjuan's purple slippers. After that, Fang Wenping walked out slowly. There were still water droplets on her skin, and she was wearing a white towel that Dong Xuebing had given her. It covered her chest and thighs, but the towel could not cover her cleavage and her thighs.
Dong Xuebing glanced at him and pretended not to look at him. He crossed his legs and continued smoking without looking at him.
"Why are you hanging it here?" Fang Wenping frowned.
"What?" Dong Xuebing looked over.
"My clothes." Fang Wenping looked at Dong Xuebing's bra.
Dong Xuebing replied angrily. "If I don't hang it here, where should I hang it? Should I hang it on the roof? It's good enough that I had washed it for you, and you are still so picky? The wind is blowing in the courtyard, and it will dry quickly. It should be ready in the afternoon. If it is dry, you can wear it and leave. I don't have your dinner here! "
Fang Wenping was not sure if it was because Dong Xuebing had washed her clothes for her, but she did not argue with Dong Xuebing and sat down with a black face.
Dong Xuebing looked at her.
Fang Wenping was basking in the sun and leaned back on her chair, pretending to take a nap. She even crossed her legs in front of Dong Xuebing.
Five minutes …
Ten minutes …
Both of them were still sitting there, and neither of them moved.
Dong Xuebing is a restless person, and he could not sit still any longer. He looked at his watch, and it's not even 9 am. If he waited for her clothes to dry, it will take at least six hours. The weather is not as hot as before, and it's still cold in the mornings and evenings. After all, it's winter now. Dong Xuebing stepped on the cigarette butt and stood up. He paced around the yard with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, his stomach growled. He was really hungry, and he had worked for half a day. So, he went into the kitchen and ignored Fang Qianqian.
Just sit there!
You can sit there until the afternoon!
In the kitchen, Dong Xuebing was also attracted by Fang Wenping's legs and did not dare to look at her. He went into the kitchen to calm down and started cooking. He hummed a tune and made a poached egg. He had wanted to make a spring egg, but he remembered the Bird Flu incident, and it's better to cook chicken and eggs before disinfecting them. So, he made a pot of egg soup and went through the fridge. Dong Xuebing found some French bread and sausages. He fried them in the frying pan, and the oil from the sausages was sizzling.
Done.
Dong Xuebing was satisfied.
Dong Xuebing was satisfied and placed the sumptuous breakfast on the stone table in the courtyard. After that, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Hmm … delicious!
Dong Xuebing was starving and started eating.
But as he was eating, he was not paying attention. He looked up and was surprised to see someone sitting opposite him. Fang Wenping, who was resting under the sun, was sitting beside him. She was still eating her sausages with a piece of bread. Fang Wenping even scooped herself a bowl of egg soup when she took the spoon from Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing asked. "What are you doing?"
"Eating." Fang Wenping continued eating.
Dong Xuebing almost fainted. "I am cooking for myself. Did I let you eat? It's not for you. If you want to eat, cook it yourself. If not, go and buy it. "
Fang Wenping ignored Dong Xuebing and continued eating.
Dong Xuebing was speechless. "Eh … … Leave some for me!" He quickly snatched a piece of bread from Dong Xuebing's hands. If he doesn't eat, there will be no bread left.
Not long after, Fang Wenping finished eating. She gently took a napkin and gracefully wiped the corner of her mouth. Then, she stood up and sat under the sun. She squinted her eyes. Her pampered appearance was extremely wealthy, like an empress dowager.
Dong Xuebing was even angrier. "I say, you are not polite at all."
"What's there to be polite about?" Fang Wenping did not even open her eyes.
Dong Xuebing stared at her. "I had washed your clothes, cooked for you, and even fed you water and carried you home last night. How can you be so calm?"
Fang Wenping opened her eyes and glanced at Dong Xuebing. "It is an honor for me to let you cook."
Dong Xuebing sighed. "Thank you for thinking so highly of me. Should I kowtow to you?"
"You don't need to kowtow." Fang Wenping crossed her legs. "Cook a few vegetarian dishes for me. I had eaten too much meat these few days, and I am sick of it."
Dong Xuebing replied. "Are you talking to me?"
"Is there anyone else in this room?" Fang Wenping asked.
Dong Xuebing does not know what to say. "You are too impolite. Do you think I have nothing to do? I still need to serve you from time to time. I have a lot of work to do, and many people want to have dinner with me. If you are hungry, you can cook for me. I don't care! "
Fang Wenping frowned. "No one is coming today, right?"
Dong Xuebing snorted. "That's not for sure." He glanced at her.
Fang Wenping sneered. "So what? I, Fang Wenping, am not afraid of anyone."
"Haha … Stop bragging." Dong Xuebing retorted. "I don't know who was the one crawling under the bed earlier. If I had not pooped outside, I would not be able to get out!"
Fang Wenping's face changed. "Are you looking for trouble?"
"Who is the one looking for trouble first?" Dong Xuebing replied. "You had eaten my breakfast, and you should at least wash the dishes. You are lying down like an empress dowager! "
Fang Wenping replied. "I don't know how to wash the dishes!"
Dong Xuebing replied sarcastically. "You only know how to eat?"
Fang Wenping looked at Dong Xuebing. "You still know how to scold me?"
"I can't be bothered to argue with you." Dong Xuebing went to the study room to play games and watch a movie. Talking to Fang Wenping will shorten his life by a few years.
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