It was late at night, not even with his own family. Dong Xuebin was blinking his not very big eyes in the living room on the first floor of Fang Wenping's house. Except for the sound of the TV, there was no movement at all, and there was only one left here. Dong Xuebin was alone, and he didn't know what to say. Sister Fang left happily. She just left and you didn't care about your buddy? What do you mean by waiting for clothes to dry? Judging from the wet look, I have to wait until late at night. Why am I just sitting there like this all night? How about staying here? Is it suitable
You are really good.
At least you told me to find some clothes for me.
Don't you at least have a suit? Forget about women’s suits, suit trousers are generally not differentiated between men and women, right? What can't I wear with this? If not, just give me a hair dryer or an electric iron. I'll blow it and iron it, and maybe it'll dry quickly. It's better for you to just turn around and go to sleep without caring about anything. If you had known this, bro, today He won't come.
For several minutes, Dong Xuebin sat there struggling.
Finally, Dong Xuebin went to touch his clothes again, autumn clothes, autumn pants, outer pants, um, and underwear. There were too many clothes. Even if he used a hair dryer, he would probably not be able to dry them until early in the morning, and Dong Xuebin also There is not so much free time to blow clothes with a small hair dryer. Is he tired? Finally, Dong Xuebin also made a decision - if he doesn't leave, just sleep here for the night. Anyway, her home There were many rooms, and there were two guest rooms in the living room. Dong Xuebin went to the bathroom to wash up, but didn't brush his teeth because he didn't see a new toothbrush inside. He just rinsed his mouth with toothpaste and washed his face.
guest room.
The room in the west room.
Dong Xuebin opened the door and saw a large bed, a bookcase and a bedside table, and then there was nothing else, it was the guest room. It couldn't be too big. Dong Xuebin kicked off his slippers, got on the bed, and smelled the quilt. It was obvious that no one had lived here, and the quilt and things were all brand new. The smell was the same as before leaving the factory. , I guess they haven’t been aired or sun-dried, hey. It is ok.
After curling up under the quilt, Dong Xuebin was ready to sleep. In fact, the picture of Fang Wenping's plump figure also appeared in his mind. He especially felt that the brown tights she wore today looked particularly good, and he felt extremely itchy. There is a special desire to reach out and touch it, but there is no way. What is her identity? Dong Xuebin is not easy to make mistakes. Besides, last time in the hotel, Dong Xuebin thought he could taste Sister Fang’s pussy. It tasted great, but Fang Wenping left temporarily. It made Dong Xuebin extremely embarrassed and he didn't dare to think about it anymore. If he took the initiative and tried again, he would be pouted directly. So where should Dong Xuebin put his face? The main reason is that he doesn't understand what Lao Fang is thinking and what he means, so naturally he doesn't dare to act rashly.
As for whether Wenping is interested
There is no need to ask this, Dong Xuebin is definitely interested.
Such a beautiful elder sister, so strong. Gold is expensive, but temper is bad. This also gave Dong Xuebin a desire to conquer. It would be strange if he was not interested.
but…
Hey, no more talking.
Dong Xuebin turned over and interrupted his random thoughts. With some alcohol, he wanted to go to bed quickly, and then leave early tomorrow. Don't let others see that he spent the night with Fang Wenping, otherwise Fang Wenping would definitely do it. It's very troublesome, but Dong Xuebin still understands this.
five minutes…
ten minutes…
Sometimes the more I want to sleep, the more I can't sleep.
Sometimes the more tired you are, the harder it is to sleep.
Dong Xuebin rolled over and over on his bed, facing left, lying flat, and facing right, but he couldn't fall asleep, which made him helpless.
Ring ring ring!
In the darkness, the phone rang rapidly!
Dong Xuebin was startled. He took it over and looked at it. He was stunned again. It was Fang Wenping. He picked up the call and said, "Sister Fang, what's wrong?"
Fang Wenping said calmly: "Where?"
Dong Xuebin said, "Where's your home? It's a guest room on the first floor."
"Aren't you leaving?" Fang Wenping sounded impatient.
"No." Dong Xuebin said: "The clothes can't be dried. How can I go out? And it's so late and I don't have a car back to Jiaolin County. I'll stay with you for the night. I'll get up early tomorrow morning." Just go back. I won’t disturb you after you’ve finally rested for two days. I’ll close the door for you and won’t call you when you leave, right?”
Fang Wenping hummed, "That's best."
Dong Xuebin said: "Then I'm going to bed. Do you have anything else to do?"
The voice over there paused, and then said openly: "You haven't fallen asleep yet, have you? Well, then help me get up from the pillow downstairs. The pillow here is too soft. I don't like it. I want the kind with buckwheat skin." Pillows, those are the ones in the guest rooms downstairs. Give me one, I'm too lazy to go downstairs."
"Ah?" Dong Xuebin was speechless.
Fang Wenping said: "That's it."
The phone was disconnected one after another.
Dong Xuebin called out, "Damn it, do you have to send you a pillow at night?" Don't be idle this day, but when I thought about it carefully, Dong Xuebin's heart suddenly jumped twice. On this dark day, you want me to give you a pillow for a lesbian? Go to your bedroom? Khan, isn’t there something in this? Are you hinting at something, buddy? Dong Xuebin's mind moves very quickly, but after what happened last time in the hotel, he retains a lot of caution and does not dare to think too much, otherwise the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
Send it up for a look first
Dong Xuebin didn't say anything, put on his slippers and got out of bed. He didn't go to another guest room to get a pillow. He just hugged his pillow in his arms, then opened the door and entered the living room without turning on the light. That's it. I climbed the stairs in the dark, kicked, kicked, kicked, and reached the second floor.
The master bedroom is on the left.
Dong Xuebin turned around and came to Fang Wenping's bedroom door. Since he had just made a phone call, Dong Xuebin naturally didn't knock on the door. He opened the door with a twist.
There is still enough moonlight.
Inside, Fang Wenping was lying on the quilt. From her arms exposed outside the quilt, she could see that Fang Wenping was wearing a pair of autumn clothes and long trousers, the kind of three-layer warmer, the color was flesh-colored.
Dong Xuebin whispered: "I took the pillow."
Fang Wenping said, "Let's go."
"Yeah." Dong Xuebin put her on the sheets.
Fang Wenping took it over, replaced it with her own pillow, and immediately lay down motionless, saying no more words.
The room was quiet, and there was no sound at all. This time, it was Dong Xuebin's turn to hesitate. Seeing that he had been standing for a long time and Fang Wenping didn't move, he thought to himself, "I'll go, what does this mean?" Can you give me a message? Is it a hint or something? Does this mean should I go out or lie down? (To be continued...)