Dong Xuebin said yes, "The dormitory project is a big deal."
Jiang Fangfang asked: "How far has it progressed?"
Dong Xuebin replied: "The location has been decided and the land has basically been negotiated."
"The progress is quite fast. Well, haven't you been less busy these days? Thank you for your hard work." Jiang Fangfang said.
"It's not hard work, but I can't make up my mind about many things, and you're not here. I can only make the decision on some things myself. There must be some things that I can't handle properly. You can check it out after work on Monday the day after tomorrow. I've already told them
I said, let them report the work progress to you when the time comes. There are some things that I am not sure about myself, and you will have to make up your mind after you go there. You must think more carefully than me." Dong Xuebin also flattered me.
"It's up to you."
"There are some things that I don't understand because I have no experience in this area."
"You don't have to be too modest. Well, I'll take another look the day after tomorrow."
"By the way, I almost forgot. I'm going to massage your acupuncture points again, but they're not very good yet."
"It's not a serious injury. If it's too tired, just go to bed first and wait for it to heal slowly on its own."
"Don't worry, that's okay. I hit you all the time. Don't worry about it. Just massage it for a while and it'll be fine. I guarantee there will be no bruises tomorrow."
"Well, okay."
"You heard what the doctor said correctly."
"Okay, listen to Dr. Dong."
After chatting about work and joking around, the atmosphere relaxed.
Dong Xuebin observed very carefully. Seeing Jiang Fangfang moving her waist and arms from time to time, he asked: "Are you tired from lying down?"
Jiang Fangfang moved her waist again, "I feel a little sore after staying in the same position for a long time."
"In that case, you can lie down on your back and press the same button." Dong Xuebin suggested.
"Lie flat? It's okay, but it's not convenient for you to press there?" Jiang Fangfang was injured on the left front waist. She was also lying on the left side of Dong Xuebin. If she were to lie flat, Dong Xuebin would have to go over her abdomen to press the wound.
"Then let's change places?"
"Okay, I'll lie down on your side."
"Don't move. I'll step over."
Dong Xuebin lifted the quilt, crossed his legs and stepped over Jiang Fangfang's body. Sister Jiang also moved her body and moved over. Dong Xuebin successfully reached the left side. After Jiang Fangfang lay down on the pillow where Dong Xuebin had just been lying, she became
He lay down on his back with his face facing the ceiling. Dong Xuebin also turned to the right to face Sister Jiang, touched his hand, and rubbed the wound on Sister Jiang through the soft autumn clothes, rubbing it slowly.
The front waist is also a sensitive location.
Dong Xuebin was enjoying it while pressing it. The hard hip bones and soft little flesh were stimulating his fingers all the time.
The movements under the quilt are quite serious.
But if you look at it from above, the quilt that bulges around Sister Jiang's waist looks a bit charming, and it doesn't feel like it's doing anything good.
One minute...
Three minutes...
five minutes...
It's almost eleven o'clock.
Jiang Fangfang, who had closed her eyes and was still asleep, suddenly said: "I feel much better. I haven't had any pain. Is the congestion gone? You've been tired for a day too. I called you here all the way, and you glued glass to my house again."
If it's too much trouble to climb up and change the light bulb, forget it and go to bed early."
"It's still a little bit better, but it's almost done."
"Aren't you sleepy?"
"I'm not sleepy."
"Well, I can't sleep either."
"Are you having trouble sleeping again?"
"Often. I'm used to it."
"You haven't taken sleeping pills lately, have you?"
"No, that's why I suffer from insomnia."
"That's better than taking sleeping pills for several years, which is too harmful to the body." After a pause, Dong Xuebin still pressed his hand on her waist and looked at her, "How about I read something to you?"
Jiang Fangfang shook her head slightly, "Forget it, I can't bother you all the time."
"What's the trouble? Find a book and I'll read it. I'll go to sleep after you."
"That's not what I mean. Once you get used to it, I can't ask you to come over and read something to me every night. It's not appropriate."
"Nothing, I have plenty of time."
"That would be too troublesome."
"I'm really not in trouble, but I'm mainly afraid of people chewing my tongue."
If he ran to Jiang Fangfang's house every night, he would always be in trouble.
Jiang Fangfang said: "Well, we both have a clear conscience, but it is inevitable what others will say. I am a widow, so I have to pay attention to the impact of whatever I do."
"By the way, Secretary Pu's lover said last time that he wanted to introduce someone to you. He is thinking about you very much."
"Thank you for her kindness, but I have been here for so many years. It's fine to be alone. Let's live on my own first. Especially with my mother, I can't find a partner."
"Yes, Auntie has always felt that your husband is still..."
"My mother will definitely trouble you again in the future."
"You don't have to be polite to me, it's just a little effort."
The clock on the wall suddenly ticked, it was already eleven o'clock.
Jiang Fangfang, who had been talking to him with her eyes closed, was silent now. She didn't know if she was asleep, but her breathing was very even.
Because he wanted to massage her acupuncture points, and he was under the same quilt, Dong Xuebin was very close to her, and his chest was almost touching Sister Jiang’s left shoulder where she was lying flat. His hands never stopped, and he kept pressing her, but
Smelling the familiar feminine scent of Jiang Fangfang in his nose, Dong Xuebin felt a little distracted again. The feeling left on him when he made a phone call under the quilt was too deep, and he has not recovered yet.
I've been massaging for half an hour.
The elastic bands of Sister Jiang's autumn clothes and autumn trousers were heated by his rubbing.
Dong Xuebin gritted his teeth. He didn't know where the impulse came from. Suddenly he couldn't bear it any longer. The touch on his hands, the scent of Sister Jiang's body, and her warm body under the quilt were all so alluring. Dong Xuebin couldn't bear it for a moment.
All the worries in my mind were gone, and I suddenly felt brave. I no longer pressed the acupoints on her waist with my hands, but moved down deeply and touched Sister Jiang's buttocks.
So soft!
The softness of one hand!
Dong Xuebin felt like his heart was filled!
Jiang Fangfang didn't move or open her eyes, she seemed to be really asleep.
Dong Xuebin became more courageous and rubbed a few handfuls of oil on her buttocks covered with long johns. He moved his hands around and touched it. Obviously, it had nothing to do with traditional Chinese massage. What acupuncture points were there on her buttocks? Even if there were any
, that obviously has nothing to do with the bruise on the front waist.
Not treatment.
It's purely taking advantage.
Dong Xuebin rubbed her several times.
Suddenly, Jiang Fangfang actually spoke, "How is the work of the county government going these days when I have a break? It probably saves me having to ask Xiaona the day after tomorrow."
woke up?
Not asleep?
And this Huatou...why doesn't he seem to have any intention of pursuing it?
Dong Xuebin's hand suddenly stopped, and he didn't dare to touch her again for a while, and he couldn't handle it well.
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