Chapter 1774
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Late at night.
Hotel.
Room 8603.
Fang Wenping took a sip of wine. "What are you doing earlier?"
Dong Xuebing nodded. "Reading the news and surfing the internet."
"Why are you still awake?" Fang Wenping's glass is empty, and she refilled it.
"I don't know what happened. I had lain down, but I can't sleep. I might have insomnia recently." Dong Xuebing took a sip of his wine. "Drinking is good for sleep."
Fang Wenping asked. "Aren't you tired after beating up so many people?"
"A little, but it's nothing." Dong Xuebing boasted.
Fang Wenping looks at Dong Xuebing. "How come you are so good at fighting?"
Dong Xuebing replied. "I learned it through practice."
Fang Wenping nodded. "Cheers."
"Cheers." Dong Xuebing clinked glasses with her.
The room became quiet for a while, and no one said a word. They don't know what to talk about. Their relationship is not good, and their families are political enemies. They had been fighting for years, and because of Fang Shuiling, Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebing had fallen out. But Fang Wenping is the one who arranged Dong Xuebing's transfer, and she had helped him a lot. They are not enemies, but they are not friends. Other than the night Fang Wenping got drunk, they had not chatted normally.
Two minutes later.
Fang Wenping frowned. "Find a topic."
"Me?" Dong Xuebing smiled. "Talk about movies? What have you been watching recently? "
"I don't watch movies, TV dramas, or entertainment programs." Fang Wenping replied.
Dong Xuebing blinked. "Let's talk about politics or the economy?"
Fang Wenping moved her legs and changed her posture. "I don't want to talk about these outside of work."
Dong Xuebing replied. "Then let's talk about … alcohol. Oh, you like to drink, right? What is your favorite alcohol? "
Dong Xuebing and Fang Wenping have similar temperaments, but their hobbies are different. Dong Xuebing wanted to use this topic to lighten the mood, but Fang Wenping changed the topic. "I don't want to talk about this."
F * ck!
You're too hard to please!
If you don't want to talk about anything, then what do you want?
Dong Xuebing felt he can't drink anymore. It's too boring, and there's no common language. He can't drink.
Fang Wenping, on the other hand, drank quite well alone. Moreover, as soon as the wine entered her stomach, her skin also felt more and more rosy. Coupled with that very sexy sitting posture at the moment, she was simply extremely charming.
This old demon!
What was going on?
Is there something bothering you? It can't be, right?
Dong Xuebing couldn't help but ask. "Are you busy? If you have something to say, just say it. Don't treat me like an outsider. If you have something on your mind, you can also say it to me. Don't you know me? I definitely won't tell anyone. Today, I'll be a trash can. You can pour whatever you want into it. "
Fang Wenping frowned and said, "Do I look like I'm in trouble?"
Dong Xuebing thought to himself. You must have something on. If not, why are you drinking at my place in the middle of the night? Don't like chatting? Then wouldn't it be the same if you drank it alone? Why are you asking me to come here? Most importantly … he came without any underwear. Isn't this making me feel uncomfortable and angry? This Old Fang, why is he being so strange today? "Fang Ping thought to himself.
But Dong Xuebing cannot say it out loud.
Dong Xuebing replied. "I am just curious. I don't mean anything else."
Both of them were not far from each other, and Wen Ping, who was sitting on the sofa, moved her body. Dong Xuebing could not help but look at Wen Ping's bathrobe collar. He could see half of Wen Ping's breasts. Her breasts were plump and not sagging.
Dong Xuebing felt his body was getting hot, and he took the glass and gulped down a large glass of wine. This time, he felt even hotter.
Damn it.
Dong Xuebing could only endure it.
After that, there was a long silence again.
Five minutes …
Ten minutes …
Dong Xuebing can't stand the atmosphere and can't wait any longer. "Errr … Director Fang, aren't we leaving early tomorrow? It's almost 1 am now, and if we sleep any later, we might not be able to wake up tomorrow. Should we not drink? Should we rest? Sleeping late is not good for your skin and body. "
Fang Wenping looked at Dong Xuebing. "Are you sleepy?"
"Yes. A little." Dong Xuebing pretended to yawn to show that he is sleepy. But he is not sleepy at all. His eyeballs are exposed, and he is full of energy.
Fang Wenping nodded. "Go back to sleep. I will finish this wine."
Dong Xuebing nodded and went to the bathroom. He had brushed his teeth and brushed his teeth again. Fang Wenping is still there, so he washed his face to waste some time. The atmosphere in the room is too tense, and Dong Xuebing doesn't dare to stay any longer.
After a while, Dong Xuebing came out of the bathroom. He was surprised to see Fang Wenping drinking from a bottle of wine.
One sip.
Three sips.
Dong Xuebing got a fright.
Dong Xuebing was shocked. "What are you doing?"
Fang Wenping swallowed the wine. "Drinking."
"You are not drinking." Dong Xuebing doesn't know what she is up to today. "Stop drinking. If you get drunk again, have you forgotten what happened the last time you got drunk? You are not that good at drinking! "
Fang Wenping didn't listen to him. She continued to tilt her head back and gulped down the last of the wine in the bottle. She put down the bottle and got off the sofa. She didn't use her slippers but used her bare feet to step on the stall. As soon as she steadied herself, she swayed a little. It was obvious that she had drunk too much.
Dong Xuebing was speechless. "Go to sleep."
Fang Wenping nodded, then walked to the bed in the room and lay down on it.
Dong Xuebing was shocked. "Your room is next door. This is my bed."
Fang Wenping did not move and did not cover herself with the blanket. "Ok. I don't want to move."
"Huh? Do you want me to help you? Get up first? "Dong Xuebing was speechless when he saw Yu Meixia not moving." Where should I sleep if you sleep here? "
Fang Wenping replied calmly. "Anything."
Ah?
Anything?
At first, Dong Xuebing did not think much of it. But when he heard what Fang Wenping said, he shivered and looked at the half-dressed Fang Wenping in shock.
What does she mean?
Does she mean I can sleep on the bed?
Or is she really drunk? Did she blacked out? She doesn't know what to say anymore.
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