Morning.
It's past seven o'clock.
The air was very humid and the road was foggy. On a main road that was not very wide, the Land Rover drove at low speed and very carefully.
"It's very foggy today."
"The weather has been bad lately."
"Huh? Lao Yan? What's wrong?"
"It's okay, phew, I'm a little motion sick."
Yao Cui was driving, Chen Xiaomei was sitting in the passenger seat, and Yan Yizhi and Dong Xuebin were sitting in the back.
Dong Xuebin was still sharp-eyed and immediately noticed Yan Yizhi's pale face, so he asked a question.
Yan Yizhi pinched his eyebrows and said: "I didn't get car sickness before. Hey, maybe it's because the off-road vehicle's shock absorption is so good that I can't get used to it." After saying that, Yan Yizhi swallowed and laughed at himself, "I This life is a miserable life, and I can’t even ride in a good car.” To be fair, County Magistrate Dong’s Land Rover is the most expensive car that Yan Yizhi has ever ridden in, and it is also the most comfortable car. Generally speaking, he can ride in it even on bumpy roads. You don't feel much shaking, the power is sufficient, the interior is luxurious, and there is nothing wrong with it in any aspect. But perhaps it is because the car is so good and the ride is so comfortable that Yan Yizhi felt a little motion sick for a while. problems.
Chen Xiaomei turned around and said, "How about opening a window?"
Yan Yizhi shook his hand, "It probably won't help. I sometimes get dizzy on the bus. I usually have to look at the road ahead to feel better. Lao Chen, how about we change seats?"
Of course Chen Xiaomei has no problem, "Okay."
Dong Xuebin said: "Xiao Yao, please pull over and stop for a moment."
Yan Yizhi said: "I'm sorry, County Magistrate Dong, for making you laugh."
Dong Xuebin said: "It's okay. I used to be more car sick than you. It got better after I drove myself."
The car stopped, Chen Xiaomei and Yan Yizhi both got out of the car, exchanged seats with each other, and then the car started driving again.
One minute…
five minutes…
"How's it going, Lao Yan?"
"Phew, much better."
"Well, that's fine."
Yao Cui also speeded up a bit. Focus on driving.
Yan Yizhi stared at the foggy road ahead and took a deep breath.
Behind the scenes, Chen Xiaomei adjusted her sitting posture. Maybe I felt uncomfortable, so I slowly adjusted it again, moved my hips and leaned closer to the middle.
Dong Xuebin subconsciously glanced at Chen Xiaomei beside him. Today, Sister Chen is wearing a short coat. Under the coat is a long dress with blue flowers on a white background. The skirt reaches the calf. You can see a touch of flesh-colored stockings and a pair of stockings exposed on the calf. A pair of women's leather shoes. Compared with the previous times, Chen Xiaomei today is dressed in a particularly fashionable style, with a hint of gentleness and tranquility in her maturity. Originally, Dong Xuebin's thoughts were all about the 50 million, but the car couldn't drive fast in the foggy weather, and he didn't know when he would arrive, so it was useless to get angry, so he saw Chen Xiaomei, a pretty big sister. Dong Xuebin's attention was also attracted.
Chen Xiaomei seemed to notice it and looked at Dong Xuebin.
When the two looked at each other, Dong Xuebin looked away calmly.
Chen Xiaochun also turned her eyes away. She touched the phone and started playing with it. She didn't see anything unnatural. No wonder, since he is already in his forties, he probably won't be embarrassed by this matter.
Beep beep beep, Dong Xuebin's mobile phone rang, it was the sound of a text message.
Dong Xuebin doesn’t like texting very much because it’s troublesome to text. He still likes to talk on the phone, so he doesn't want to move when he hears the sound.
Beep beep, the text message rang again.
Dong Xuebin had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and take a look.
At this sight, Dong Xuebin was slightly startled, huh? Chen Xiaojumei’s number
Dong Xuebin clicked on it and saw that the two messages inside were both sent by Chen Xiaoju.
Khan, aren't you right next to me? What kind of text message are you sending
Article 1: Hello, County Magistrate Dong.
Article 2: Am I not dressed well today
Dong Xuebin snorted and glanced sideways at Chen Xiaomei. Sister Chen did not look at him, but was still tinkering with the phone with her head down, looking very attentive.
Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly in his heart, thought for a while and replied: "Clothes? It's not bad. Why do you say that?"
Then click Send.
Sister Chen may have muted her phone, but there was no sound from there, but the screen lit up for a moment, and then Chen Xiaomei lowered her head and pressed it.
Didi didi.
The text message rang on Dong Xuebin’s mobile phone again.
Chen Xiaochun replied: No, I saw that you were looking at me just now. I thought there was something wrong with my clothes. Just fine.
Dong Xuebin coughed and sent: The clothes are very good and suit you very well.
Chen Xiaojumei: Thank you County Magistrate Dong for the compliment. Your clothes are very stylish today. I like them very much.
Dong Xuebin: Hi, I just wear it randomly, and I don’t pay much attention to it. I just pick which one to wear.
Chen Xiaomei: No, I think you make people look very comfortable every time you wear clothes. This is just your taste. I definitely can't compare with you.
Dong Xuebin: I can’t compare with you. My conditions are there and it’s useless to wear anything. You have good conditions and everything you wear is fine.
Chen Xiaojumei: I am already an old woman, so why are my conditions good
The topic was becoming more and more ambiguous. Dong Xuebin sweated and hesitated, not knowing how to respond.
Over there, Chen Xiaomei still lowered her head quietly, with an expressionless look on her face, and the car was also very quiet.
Didi didi.
The text message came again.
Chen Xiaomei: You didn’t mean what happened that day, right
Dong Xuebin choked and pretended to be stupid: What day did it happen
Chen Xiaomei: Wangfu Hotel, when I went to your room.
Dong Xuebin typed hurriedly: "I didn't mean it. Didn't I tell you that time?" My wife is coming over, but the light in the room was not turned on, so I mistook you for her. I'm sorry. It's all up to me. I didn't have time to apologize to you when I came back. I'll treat you to dinner someday.
Chen Xiaomei: It's okay, but it really scared me at the time. I didn't know what was going on, but a hand came out of my clothes (laughing).
Dong Xuebin blushed: Ahem, the room is too dark.
Chen Xiaojumei: Yeah. I know, forget it, let’s not talk about this, it’s a little embarrassing.
Dong Xuebin: It should take another hour or two to arrive. Otherwise, why don’t you just stare for a while
Chen Xiaomei: My child had a stomachache at night, and I didn’t sleep much overnight because I was a little sleepy. But you and Director Yan are still in the car, so it seems inappropriate for me to sleep.
Dong Xuebin: It’s not that particular. Just sleep when you feel sleepy.
Chen Xiaojumei: Isn’t it still a bit inappropriate
Dong Xuebin looked up at Yao Cui. "Xiao Yao, how long will it take to arrive?"
"Well, it should take more than an hour." Yao Cui thought about it. replied.
Dong Xuebin nodded and said: "Then I'll take a nap first. Chief Yan and Chief Chen, if you are tired, just stare for a while to recuperate your spirits."
Later, Dong Xuebin sent a text message to Chen Xiaomei: Now is the time, let’s go to sleep.
Chen Xiaoju didn't even look at him, lowered her head and typed: Well, thank you, County Magistrate Dong.
Then Chen Xiaomei put away her mobile phone, leaned on her seat and lowered her head. Slowly closed his eyes.
Dong Xuebin looked at her body. Because her head was low, the clothes on her chest were bulging out a little. The car was a little hot, and Chen Xiaojun's beautiful little coat was unbuttoned by her at some point. At this moment, the groove on Chen Xiaoju's beautiful chest was vaguely visible. As the car bumped and her breasts swayed, the deep groove kept twisting and bending. It looked really alluring.
Although Sister Chen is average-looking and on the upper side, her mature figure that still has charm still brings some visual impact to Dong Xuebin.
well. Can't watch it.
Dong Xuebin also closed his eyes and took some rest. After a few text messages from Chen Xiaomei, his mood calmed down a little and he was no longer so angry.
five minutes…
ten minutes…
half an hour…
The car is still running.
Dong Xuebin gradually became a little sleepy, but just when he was half asleep, he suddenly felt something touch his hand.
Um
Dong Xuebin opened his eyes and looked down.
What was touching his hand at this moment was Chen Xiaoju's beautiful hand.
Chen Xiaomei may have fallen asleep. She closed her eyes and tilted her head to breathe evenly. Her left arm fell down casually, perhaps from the bumps, so she gradually touched Dong Xuebin's hand on the seat, and their little fingers Close together, sometimes close and sometimes far.
Dong Xuebin blinked, took his hand away slightly by two centimeters, and then continued to sleep with his eyes closed. But not long after, I felt someone touching me again.
sweat.
what's the situation
Dong Xuebin saw Chen Xiaoju's beautiful hand groping for it again, and couldn't help but subconsciously look ahead. Yao Cui was concentrating on driving, and there was fog all around. Her attention was all on the road. She didn't have time to look back. Yan Yizhi might be suffering from motion sickness. Already fast asleep. Dong Xuebin glanced at the rearview mirror again. Because the place illuminated was relatively high, the hands of the two people touching each other were in the blind spot. Unless they turned around, they could not see it.
Slowly, Dong Xuebin's hand was gently held.
Chen Xiaomei still closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, but it was obvious that she was not asleep.
Dong Xuebin didn't know what to think, so he sweated and pretended to sleep.
My palms are itchy.
Sister Chen's fingers seemed to be rubbing his palm continuously, and from time to time she would scratch him twice with her fingernails, which made Dong Xuebin feel itchy.
Dong Xuebin still didn’t move.
Then, the touch of Sister Chen's fingertips came to my hand again. This time it was a light rubbing feeling, which was a little more itchy than before.
No, no!
I’m done with it!
Dong Xuebin took a breath and thought that no one would see it anyway, so he slowly squeezed Sister Chen's soft little hand with a little force.
Sister Chen stopped moving.
Dong Xuebin didn't move either.
After about half a minute, Dong Xuebin felt his hand loosen, and Sister Chen's little hand was slowly pulled back by her, and the sound of yawning still sounded in his ears.
As soon as Dong Xuebin opened his eyes, he saw Chen Xiaoju covering her mouth and yawning.
Dong Xuebin said: "Are you awake?"
Chen Xiaoju smiled and said, "Are you asleep too?"
Dong Xuebin thought to himself, why should I sleep, but still nodded, "It's almost there."
Of course Dong Xuebin had no plans to have anything happen with Comrade Chen, but he could never refuse this little ambiguity. Alas, when could he change his lustful habits