Afternoon.
Xu Yan's apartment.
Ring … ring … ring … Dong Xuebing called Yang Zhaode's number. "Uncle Yang, I'm Xiao Bing. Am I interrupting your work?"
Yang Zhaode smiled. "No. I had just finished a meeting and was about to call you. I heard from Xiaoping that you had returned to Beijing this weekend. Are you back? "
"No. I have some matters to attend to and had applied for a few days' leave."
"What's up? Is it troublesome? "
"It's nothing. Haha …"
"Good. Oh, Xiao Jia had gone to Beijing this morning."
"Eh? Sister Su is here? Did she get an assignment from the TV station? "
"I think she had asked someone to do something, but I did not ask about the details." Yang Zhaode paused for a while and laughed. "You had told me about Fen Zhou State Security Bureau Chief's transfer. The Provincial State Security had considered the local government's suggestion, and Xu Yan's transfer is not a problem. But there are too many people fighting for this position, and the Provincial State Security cannot leak this information too early. It should be within this week, along with the appointment letter. You can inform your old leader in advance and let her be prepared."
If Dong Xuebing's mother was still hesitant, Old Yang's words had confirmed it.
Chief Xu's transfer had been approved!
Dong Xuebing quickly said. "Uncle Yang, thank you so much. I will treat you to dinner when I return."
"Why are we still treating each other like strangers?" Yang Zhaode said in a loud voice, "You are my son. Isn't your business my business?" Actually, Yang Zhaode had contributed a lot to this transfer, and Dong Xuebing cannot imagine it. Because of this, Old Yang owes Dong Xuebing a lot of favors. But Yang Zhaode does not need to tell Dong Xuebing about this. He only wants to let Dong Xuebing know this matter is settled.
Dong Xuebing was touched by Old Yang's generosity.
Son? Dong Xuebing's heart was touched.
After hanging up, Dong Xuebing sat on the sofa and thought for a while. He picked up his phone and called Yang Zhaode's niece, Su Jia. Since Old Yang had given him face, Dong Xuebing must reciprocate. Furthermore, he owes Su Jia a favor, and Sister Su had returned to Beijing to ask for help. Dong Xuebing must ask her if he can help. Even if he can't, he can arrange a hotel for Sister Su to stay in. At least, Dong Xuebing is the host in Beijing.
But after calling twice, there was no signal. Dong Xuebing had no choice but to try again tomorrow.
Looking at the clock in the living room, it was almost three in the afternoon.
Dong Xuebing wanted to wake Xu Yan up to tell her about her transfer. But he does not want to disturb her rest. Since he has nothing to do, he looks for the remote and wants to watch TV to kill time. There was nothing on the coffee table or the TV cabinet. Dong Xuebing searched through the seams of the sofa and reached for a leather sofa. He lifted a brown fur coat to see if the remote was under the sofa.
Hey, you're really here.
But the next moment, Dong Xuebing blushed.
Other than the TV remote, there are a few other clothes under the fur coat. There are a bunch of nude stockings, a light purple floral bra and panties, and a light pink long johns. These are all underwear. She should have taken them off in the morning and did not have time to clean them up before Dong Xuebing arrived. That's why she covered the sofa with the fur coat. Dong Xuebing's heart was racing, and he cleared his throat. He reached out for the remote control, which was pressing on the purple embroidered panties. His fingers touched something he should not touch. Xu Yan's panties were still wet. She should have taken it off after having a fever in the afternoon. Dong Xuebing thought to himself. Dong Xuebing frowned.
Damn it!
In the end, Dong Xuebing moved his hand away from the remote. He is afraid Chief Xu will remember the remote is still there, and if he took it out, Xu Yan will know he touched something he should not see. It will be too embarrassing. So, Dong Xuebing covered his coat and tried to put it back to its original position.
Let's watch TV.
Dong Xuebing used the buttons on the TV and muted it as he is afraid Xu Yan will be disturbed.
Ten minutes …
Half an hour …
One hour …
Dong Xuebing went to the toilet and walked towards the bedroom door. He opened the door and saw Xu Yan lying on the bed with her hair down. She was covered with the blanket and was panting. Her forehead was covered with sweat, and Dong Xuebing was worried. He walked over to the bed quietly and used his sleeve to wipe her sweat. After that, he placed the back of his hand on Xu Yan's forehead. Her body temperature had dropped, and her fever is not as high.
Dong Xuebing was relieved. It should only be a cold and not a serious illness.
Dong Xuebing looked at Xu Yan and noticed her legs were exposed under the blanket. He was afraid she would catch a cold, and he pulled the blanket over her legs to cover her legs. He slowly pulled the blanket over her legs and pulled the blanket over her legs. To help Xu Yan recover faster, Dong Xuebing went out of the room and took out a few pieces of ice from the fridge. He went to the bathroom to get a basin and cold the water. After that, he dipped Xu Yan's towel in the cold water and returned to the bedroom to cover Xu Yan's forehead.
Ten minutes later, the towel was warm.
Dong Xuebing went to the bathroom to soak the towel in the cold water and continued to cover Xu Yan's forehead.
One time … three times … five times …
More than an hour passed.
Dong Xuebing stood at the foot of the bed and looked at Xu Yan's complexion getting better. Her body temperature should be back to normal now, and I did not waste my efforts.
But as Dong Xuebing looked at Xu Yan, he felt something was off. Xu Yan's eyes were closed, and her hair was messy. The blanket showed her voluptuous curves. Dong Xuebing scolded himself in his heart and clenched his fist against his forehead. I had not touched a woman for a few days, and I can't even move when I see a woman.
A person's sense of beauty will change with age and circumstances.
When Dong Xuebing was in Junior High School, he only cares about the face. A beautiful face is the real beauty. He felt a woman's beauty is reflected in her face. But when he was about to graduate from Junior High School, his sense of beauty had changed. He noticed a woman's chest and felt a woman with a pretty face and big breasts were the prettiest. When he was in Senior High School, he noticed a woman's figure and felt a woman with long legs, a slim waist, and a pretty face were the prettiest. When he was in University, Dong Xuebing's sense of beauty changed again. He felt a woman who was young, had a good figure, a pretty face, and an elegant demeanor were the prettiest.
This change continued after Dong Xuebing graduated from University.
As Dong Xuebing interacted with more people and became a government official, the way he looks at women had changed.
Now, Dong Xuebing is almost 25 years old. But he was shocked to realize that he had reached the state of "returning to his roots."
Age? Face? Temperament? Legs? Butt? Chest?
Dong Xuebing no longer cares about these things.
Dong Xuebing felt he knew how to appreciate a woman's beauty. So what if a woman's chest is flat? Flat breasts also have their own natural beauty! Must the thighs be slender and long? No! Full breasts also have their own taste! Must the butt be tight and perky? Loose and plump is also attractive! The younger the better? Young people have their own youthful beauty, and older people have their own mature beauty! Even the small spots on Xu Yan's face that Dong Xuebing noticed were very attractive. It was like a beauty mark, and it made her look more mature and beautiful!
So, every woman has their own beauty.
This bro has definitely returned to his natural state!
But knowing how to appreciate a woman does not mean I will do anything. Dong Xuebing did not have any ulterior motives. He only felt Chief Xu is the kind of pretty woman who is worth looking at. He did not even dare to show it. After all, Xu Yan is in her forties. If Chief Xu knows he thinks she is pretty, she might not dare to interact with him in the future.
6 pm.
After Dong Xuebing changed the cold towel on Xu Yan's forehead for the tenth time, Xu Yan opened her eyes slowly and looked at Dong Xuebing.
"Huh? Did I wake you up?"
"No. I had woken up a while ago."
Dong Xuebing got a shock. You are awake? Don't tell me you know I was staring at your sleeping posture?
Xu Yan pulled Dong Xuebing over and sat him on the bed. She patted Dong Xuebing's thigh gently. "You had made your old leader feel embarrassed. You had covered me with the blanket, wiped my sweat, and changed the towel for me. You must have been busy the whole afternoon, right? Thank you, Xiao Dong. Haha … even my ex-husband and son had not treated me so well. Thank you. "
Dong Xuebing laughed. "This is what I should do."
Xu Yan placed her hand on Dong Xuebing's knee. "My fever is gone, and I feel better. If you are not around, I might not recover tomorrow."
Dong Xuebing was sweating a lot, and Chief Xu's warm and mature scent wafted out from under the blanket. It was not unpleasant.
"That's good. I'll make you some food. What are we going to eat tonight?"
"Then your old leader will not stand on ceremony with you. Go and see what else is in the fridge. I also don't remember. Just make something simple. "
"Ok. I will cook for you."
Xu Yan sat up on the bed. "I should get up too. I am sweaty, and I want to take a shower."
Dong Xuebing reached out to hold Yu Meixia's waist, and it's soft and wet.
"Don't help me. Your hands are all sweaty." Xu Yan pulled up the blanket.
"It's fine. Wake up slowly." Dong Xuebing picked up the slippers and put them on Xu Yan's bare feet.
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong …
Suddenly, the doorbell outside rang without any warning!
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