At night.
hotel.
Room 8603.
Fang Wenping drank and said, "What are you doing?"
Dong Xuebin said, "Look at the news and browse the web."
"Why didn't you sleep?" The wine in Fang Wenping's glass was gone, so she poured it herself.
"I don't know what's going on. I was lying down but I didn't fall asleep. I might have had some insomnia recently." Dong Xuebin sipped his wine. "Drinking a little wine is just right. It will help you sleep."
Fang Wenping asked: "You beat so many people, aren't you tired?"
"It's a bit tiring, but it's nothing to worry about." Dong Xuebin boasted.
Fang Wenping looked at him, "How come you are so good at fighting with such a small body?"
Dong Xuebin said: "It's just a matter of practice."
Fang Wenping hummed, "Fuck it."
"Cheers." Dong Xuebin touched her.
Then, the atmosphere in the room was silent for a while, and no one spoke. Mainly because they didn't know what to talk about. The relationship between the two has never been that good. It was very complicated. Let's talk about enemies. The two families were indeed political enemies. After so many years of fighting and killing, Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin were also at loggerheads because of Fang Shuiling's matter. However, this time Dong Xuebin's transfer was handled by Fang Wenping, who helped a lot, so he was not considered an enemy. But they are not friends. Except for Fang Wenping's drunken chattering on the night of the second grade of junior high school, she and Dong Xuebin basically never chatted normally. Well, anyway, the relationship between the two is very messy.
Two minutes later.
Fang Wenping finally frowned and said, "Find a topic."
"Should I look for it?" Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly, "Let's talk about movies? What have you watched recently?"
"I basically don't watch movies, TV shows and some entertainment programs." Fang Wenping said.
Dong Xuebin blinked, "What about the current politics or economic situation?"
Fang Wenping moved her legs and changed her posture slightly, "I don't want to talk about this outside of work."
Dong Xuebin said: "Let's talk about... wine, yes, don't you like drinking? What is your favorite wine?"
Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping have very similar tempers, but their interests and hobbies are completely different. They finally found a topic. Dong Xuebin also wanted to use this to lighten the atmosphere. As a result, Fang Wenping was better, and she just found out in one sentence. Came back, "I don't want to talk about this."
Depend on!
You are too difficult to take care of!
If you don’t want to talk about anything, what do you want to do
Dong Xuebin felt that he couldn't drink the wine in his hand. Nothing else. It was too boring. There was no common language at all, and he couldn't hold the wine down.
Fang Wenping drank well alone, and as she drank, her skin became more and more rosy. Coupled with her sexy sitting posture at the moment, she was simply extremely charming.
This old goblin!
What is this for
Is there anything bothering you? No way
Dong Xuebin couldn't help but ask, "Is something wrong with you? If something happens, just say it, don't treat me as an outsider, or tell me what's on your mind. You don't know about me? It will definitely not be spread outside. , I will be a trash can today, you can pour it in as you like."
Fang Wenping frowned and said, "Do you think something is wrong with me?"
Dong Xuebin said in his heart that something is wrong with you. Otherwise, why would you come to my place to drink in the middle of the night and not say anything? Don’t like chatting? Then why don’t you just drink it by yourself? Why are you bothering me? The key... He came without wearing any underwear. Didn't this make me feel uncomfortable and angry? Why is this old man so incomprehensible today
However, that’s what I think, but I can’t say that.
Dong Xuebin said: "Isn't this strange? I have no other meaning."
The two of them were not far away. Wen Ping moved above the sofa, and the spring light on the collar of the bathrobe rippled in front of Dong Xuebin's eyes again. It was difficult for him not to look at it, and she glanced at him in vain, as if most of his chest was covered with tears. You can almost see it, very plump and not saggy.
Dong Xuebin felt a little hot. Taking advantage of the spring light, he picked up the cup and poured himself a large glass of wine. This time it became even hotter.
It's terrible.
He could only endure it.
Next, there was another moment of silence.
five minutes…
ten minutes…
Dong Xuebin couldn't stand the atmosphere and finally couldn't wait any longer, "What, Director Fang, don't you have to get up early and set off tomorrow? I think it's already one o'clock. If you go to bed later, you won't be able to get up tomorrow. Why don’t you stop drinking? Sleeping late is not good for your skin and body.”
Fang Wenping looked at him and said, "Are you sleepy?"
"Well, a little bit." Dong Xuebin also yawned symbolically to show that he was sleepy. In fact, this guy was not sleepy at all. This smear of flesh penetrated into his eyeballs time and time again. Let's go here for a moment. He was the first to walk there, and he was already in high spirits.
Fang Wenping said, "Then you can go to sleep while I finish the wine."
Dong Xuebin said hello and went to the bathroom by himself. He had already brushed his teeth, but he brushed them a second time. Seeing that Fang Wenping hadn't left yet, he also washed his face and wasted a lot of time. Nothing happened. , the atmosphere in the room was so bad that Dong Xuebin wanted to stay but didn't dare.
After a long time, Dong Xuebin came out of the bathroom. Then, he was slightly shocked when he saw Fang Wenping holding a wine bottle and pouring wine into his mouth.
One mouthful.
Three mouthfuls.
Drink quickly.
Dong Xuebin was startled, "What are you doing?"
Fang Wenping swallowed and said, "Drink."
"You are not drinking." Dong Xuebin really didn't know what kind of drama she was playing today, "Stop drinking, stop drinking, if you get drunk again, you have forgotten what happened when you were drunk last time." ? You don’t have that much drinking capacity!”
Fang Wenping didn't listen, and continued to drink the last wine in the bottle. After putting down the bottle, she got off the sofa, but instead of stepping on slippers, she stepped directly on the floor with her bare feet. , as soon as he stood firm, he swayed a bit, obviously a little drunk.
Dong Xuebin was convinced, "Go to sleep."
Fang Wenping said yes, but actually walked to the bed of the room and lay down on it.
Dong Xuebin said in shock: "Your room is next to it, and this is my bed."
Fang Wenping just lay there without covering herself with a quilt, motionless, "Well, I don't want to move."
"Khan, how about I help you over? Do you want to get up first?" Seeing that she still didn't move, Dong Xuebin was speechless, "Where should I sleep if you sleep here?"
Fang Wenping said calmly: "Whatever."
ah
casual
Dong Xuebin didn't think much about anything before, but after hearing these words, he trembled all over and stared at the disheveled Fang Wenping with his mouth open.
What's the meaning
Does this mean it’s okay for me to sleep on the bed
Or did you really drink too much? Broken? Don't know what to say anymore
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[Urban City is urgently seeking monthly tickets!]
…RS