night.
Geng Yuehua's family.
The rain was still falling outside, pattering against the windows, but it was much lighter than before.
On the sofa in the living room, Dong Xuebin covered his quilt with his hands and found Bamir who had subsided his fever. He took out a pill and looked at the empty water glass helplessly.
Geng Yuehua was watching the news, motionless.
Dong Xuebin didn't wear a single piece of clothing and couldn't get out of bed. He had a fever and couldn't get up.
After hesitating for a long time, Dong Xuebin finally coughed and said, "District Chief Yuehua, can I ask you a favor?"
"..." Geng Yuehua remained silent and didn't even look in his direction.
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "I don't have any water. Can you get me a drink? Thank you."
Geng Yuehua looked at the TV with indifferent eyes, still not moving, as if he didn't hear it at all.
Dong Xuebin was helpless. He couldn't do it without taking medicine, otherwise he wouldn't be well tomorrow. He had to grit his teeth and sit up, wrapped himself in a quilt, and wanted to go down and pour water by himself.
At this time, Geng Yuehua suddenly stood up, reached out to grab the quilt, walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of water, walked back quickly, put the cup on the coffee table, and continued watching TV.
Dong Xuebin quickly thanked him, picked up the water glass and drank the medicine.
Apart from the sound of TV and the sound of rain, there was no other sound in this room. The atmosphere was just like that.
Dong Xuebin lay quietly, looked at her sideways, and said if he had nothing to say: "District Chief Yuehua, it's so late, I have a fever and I can't walk here. If I go to the hotel, it's really... what, clothes?" I’m wet and have nothing to wear. It’s not convenient to call an ambulance to go to the hospital. Otherwise, I think I’ll have to disturb you tonight. I’ll just sleep on the sofa. You don’t have to worry about me. You can rest.”
Geng Yuehua said without turning his head: "I know."
"Thank you then, it's really troublesome." Dong Xuebin smiled dryly.
"… Um."
Then, the living room fell silent again.
Dong Xuebin had never encountered such an atmosphere before, and it was hard to say anything. He simply closed his eyes comfortably with an armful of quilt and wanted to rest. But I couldn't sleep. I was nauseous, but I didn't eat at night. I was very hungry. I kept screaming in bed, and Geng Yuehua seemed to hear it. Dong Xuebin looked at the back of District Mayor Yuehua with a warm face. He opened his mouth, but was too embarrassed to speak. How to say? Ask the district chief what he has to eat at home? I just lost someone's face two days ago, so I can't speak.
Just bear with it, you won't die of hunger anyway.
Dong Xuebin clenched his molars and tightened the quilt, trying not to let the noise in his stomach spread.
A moment later, there was a sound of footsteps ahead, and District Chief Yuehua seemed to have entered the kitchen. With a click, the gas stove was lit, as if to boil water.
Dong Xuebin didn't care.
However, not long after, a fragrant aroma of porridge immediately floated in the room.
Dong Xuebin opened his eyes and was stunned, only to see Geng Yuehua walking out with a bowl of hot millet porridge.
"You haven't eaten yet?" Dong Xuebin asked.
Geng Yuehua placed the porridge bowl firmly on the coffee table, turned around, picked up the wet clothes that Dong Xuebin had taken off on the ground, and threw them into the bathroom.
No matter how stupid Dong Xuebin was, he understood it clearly and said flattered: "Is this for me?"
"Is there anyone else here?" After walking out of the toilet, Geng Yuehua rubbed his waist and sat on the chair again to watch the news.
Dong Xuebin was moved, "Hey, look what's going on, how can I trouble you? Thank you very much for this." He sat up and immediately picked up the bowl to drink porridge.
The taste is average, but the heat is better.
Dong Xuebin really didn't expect that Geng Yuehua would cook for him personally. He drank it very fragrantly and felt warm in his stomach. While drinking, he said: "District Chief Yuehua, the inspection team will come tomorrow. Our streets have been laid out." Alright, wait..."
Geng Yuehua said in a stiff tone: "During the break, we don't talk about work!"
Dong Xuebin was choked and had to change the topic, "What time do you usually go to bed? I didn't disturb your rest, right?"
"… fine."
"Uh, what's that? The porridge is really delicious."
"… Um."
Dong Xuebin felt frustrated and stopped asking for trouble. He smiled bitterly, finished the porridge, put down the bowl, covered himself with the quilt and went back to bed.
Silence continued in the room.
After the news was over, Geng Yuehua touched the remote control and quickly changed the channel. Then he picked up a newspaper and shook it in his hand. He wanted to read it, but his eyebrows wrinkled and he rubbed his waist again. It seemed that his waist was covered by the chair. It hurts. Finally, Geng Yuehua sat up from the chair, walked to the end of the sofa, held his black elastic pants with his hands and sat down, almost touching Dong Xuebin's feet under the quilt.
Dong Xuebin felt embarrassed immediately, "I'm sorry, District Chief Yuehua, I took up all the places where you were sitting."
Geng Yuehua looked at the newspaper intently, as if listening to the TV in his ears, "...it's okay." That focused look was very charming.
Dong Xuebin wanted to say that I should sleep in your house. There are two rooms here, but when he thought that he was wet and had a fever, he would sweat a little and soil the bed, so When the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back and moved his body as far in as possible to make some space for Geng Yuehua to sit so that she could lean back more comfortably.
But the sofa is only so wide, so it’s always a bit cramped.
It is impossible to say that Dong Xuebin's feet were attached to the waist of District Mayor Yuehua.
Dong Xuebin squinted his eyes and glanced quietly. Although he was separated by a thin layer of quilt, he could still clearly feel the fleshy touch on his feet. District Chief Geng's buttocks were very soft. She shook the newspaper and flipped it from time to time. In the previous article, her body would also move accordingly. Dong Xuebin’s toes would immediately sink into her plump buttocks, sinking in for a few millimeters in a flash. When Geng Yuehua turned the next page and sat upright, the touch felt like As if touching.
Nice body.
The butt is so full.
Dong Xuebin's heart warmed up and he felt a little itchy. He covered his eyes and quietly observed Geng Yuehua, who was as beautiful as an angel.
The tights on her legs were quite thin, the kind she wears in summer. The length of her upper body clothes was not long enough to fit them down, and it didn’t seem to be a thong underneath. So after observing for a while, Dong Xuebin found that the elastic pants on Geng Yuehua’s hips were sticking out. There is a line on the edge of the underwear, which is not very clear, but can be seen.
Briefs, quite large, probably dark red.
Well, maybe with lace
Dong Xuebin, who was pretending to sleep, was thinking a lot. He really wanted to open the bed and use his arms to carry Yuehua District's smooth and tender body in and sleep together. Of course, he was just thinking about it. Dong Xuebin kept his duty and moved his feet and legs. Not daring to move, feeling the soft flesh on his feet and smelling the body fragrance of a mature woman on the tip of his nose, Dong Xuebin slowly relaxed and glanced at his watch. It was past nine o'clock, and he felt happy. Fell asleep. RO