Sunday.

Early in the morning.

Mother Jiang's house.

The sky is very refreshing after the rain, and the air carries the fragrance of grass seeds and squeezes into the house through the cracks in the windows, as if freshener has been sprinkled on it.

It's past seven o'clock.

Dong Xuebin woke up in bed, and his feet were a little cold. His first reaction was to take his feet back and get under the warm quilt. He yawned, opened his eyes and rubbed the money, getting into the cracks of his eyes.

A ray of dazzling light also saw the sky outside, knowing that the rain had stopped, and even seemed to see a fleeting rainbow. It was very beautiful, and it instantly refreshed Dong Xuebin, who had just woken up.

The first sight is a rainbow.

It seems like the momentum is good today.

Dong Xuebin looked at his watch, stretched out, and then took a look at the beauty lying next to him. After Dong Xuebin told her about Pinocchio last night, Jiang Fangfang had stopped moving, and she didn't know.

Whether she had slept or not, Dong Xuebin was afraid that she had not slept to death, so he simply told another story. He waited until he confirmed that Sister Jiang was asleep before going to bed. Unexpectedly, Sister Jiang got up later than him and was still asleep. Maybe it was her.

I must have been suffering from insomnia for too many days these days. There is too much accumulated fatigue. It cannot be relieved in a day or two. Look, how soundly I slept.

Go to sleep.

Get some more sleep.

Dong Xuebin glanced at Sister Jiang's sleeping face distressedly and was reluctant to disturb her.

Now Jiang Fangfang is lying on her back, a little far away from Dong Xuebin. The two of them are on one side. Her arms wrapped in red autumn clothes and half of Miss Jiang's right breast are exposed outside the quilt. Dong Xuebin leans down.

He went over and pulled the quilt over her and covered her tightly.

"Huh?" Jiang Fangfang opened her eyes sleepily.

Dong Xuebin said embarrassedly: "Uh, did I wake you up?"

Jiang Fangfang snorted and closed her eyes again sleepily, "Yeah."

Seeing her like this, Dong Xuebin felt very cute, so he couldn't help but move forward, daring to insert his hands behind her neck and hug her shoulders.

"Um?"

"Go to sleep."

"……Um."

Jiang Fangfang seemed to be asleep.

After about twenty minutes, she moved her eyelashes, rubbed her eyebrows, opened her eyes, and looked at Dong Xuebin beside her, "What time is it?"

"Seven thirty."

"Is it so late?"

"It's still early, and you don't go to work today."

"Is my mother awake?"

"Not yet, there's no movement in the bedroom."

Jiang Fangfang smoothed her hair and lay down to wake up from her nap.

Dong Xuebin hugged her and grabbed her delicate little hand, but because it was daytime, everyone could see each other. So Dong Xuebin was a bit stressed, so he didn't dare to go too far, he just held her hand, and even

He didn't even dare to pinch it, "How about you take a rest? I think you're exhausted these days."

"It's okay." Jiang Fangfang said calmly: "It's time to make breakfast, and my mother also has to cook the Chinese medicine."

"I'll go."

"You don't know how to survive."

"Then I'll make breakfast and you can make the medicine."

"Are you okay today?"

"I'm fine. I'll stay here when I get back."

"Okay, I'll leave you with breakfast. Just make whatever you want."

Seeing that Sister Jiang was not polite to him, Dong Xuebin felt quite comfortable. This proved that Sister Jiang had no intention of finding fault for touching her last night, "What time do we get up?"

"Ten minutes, I have to wake up, I can't open my eyes." Jiang Fangfang didn't seem to notice that there was an arm wrapped around her neck, and she didn't even look at it.

"By the way, can I smoke?"

"Okay, I held it in all day yesterday and it's hard for you."

"I'm mainly afraid that your mother won't be able to smell the smoke."

"It's okay, just get up and open the window to smell it."

Hearing this, Dong Xuebin was like, "Well, I'm really addicted to cigarettes. I want to get up. His mobile phone, wallet and cigarettes are all under the coffee table. Sister Jiang took them out for him after his clothes got wet yesterday."

"I'll do it." Jiang Fangfang didn't let him get out of bed, so she grabbed his cigarette case and lighter and handed them to him.

Dong Xuebin didn't care about hugging her anymore. He withdrew his hand, popped a cigarette on it, and took a big puff, feeling comfortable. Jiang Fangfang had enough again and leaned over to take a small glass bowl with melon seed peels on the coffee table.

Come over here and make a place on the floor.

"The ashtrays are here."

"Hey, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Smoking a cigarette, Dong Xuebin asked: "Does your wound not hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Upon hearing this, Jiang Fangfang gently lifted some quilts to expose her upper body. She lowered her head and took off her autumn clothes and looked at her front waist. "The bruises are gone."

Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "I just said that the disease can be cured at hand."

Jiang Fangfang hummed, "My medical skills are good."

After finishing the cigarette and extinguishing it, Dong Xuebin's hand was dishonest again. He sneaked under the quilt and touched Sister Jiang's beautiful legs. Jiang Fangfang picked up the ashtray without joy and anger, and put her hand on the coffee table.

There was no special reaction after she came back. Seeing this, Dong Xuebin continued to touch her thighs and long johns. Although he had touched her thighs and long johns for a long time last night, he couldn't touch her enough. His hands were full of flesh.

It feels very good.

It would be great if I could touch it every day in the future.

I don’t know if Sister Jiang will give me this opportunity after today.

Maybe he also had this idea, so Dong Xuebin simply decided to touch one and enjoy it. If Sister Jiang fell out in a few days, he would be good enough.

Touch it once and it counts once.

Touch it once and less once.

Dong Xuebin estimated that except for such a bold master as himself, there would be no one in Zhenshui County who would dare to take advantage of County Magistrate Jiang like this.

Waist is a man's life.

Legs are a woman's life.

You can touch it anywhere!

It took about a few minutes.

Jiang Fangfang found a hairpin next to the pillow, sat up and simply twisted her hair and tied it up, "It's almost eight o'clock, let's get up."

Dong Xuebin's hands were still on her legs, "Just lie down for a while."

"The medicine will take a long time. My mother will drink it in the morning." Jiang Fangfang looked at him and said, "If you feel sleepy, just stare for another half an hour. I'll call you during dinner."

"No, I promised to cook."

"Then start now?"

"Well, okay."

"I'll show you your clothes. They should be dry."

"Don't worry, I can take it myself. Where can I hang it to dry?"

"It's in my mother's house. Don't worry about it. Just brush your teeth and wash up. There may be no new toothbrushes, so let's make do. You can use my towel, the white one."

"Uh, OK."

Jiang Fangfang finished combing her hair, stood up, put on her slippers and went to the bedroom. Dong Xuebin smelled the lingering feminine scent in the bed, and it was no longer interesting to lie down. So he went into the bathroom, went to the toilet, and then washed his face. When he came out, Jiang Fangfang had already

She took out his clothes and handed them to him, then she went into the bathroom and closed the door. The clothes were dry, but there were some traces of raindrops, so she had to make do. Dong Xuebin didn't want to take off his clothes in front of Jiang Fangfang.

He quickly went to the sofa and sat down, taking off the white autumn clothes Jiang Fangfang borrowed from him. Then he quickly changed into his own clothes, but he didn't wear any shoes or socks. He wasn't in a hurry to leave, so he still wore her slippers.

.

Suddenly, Sister Jiang's voice came from the bathroom.

"Xiao Tao."

"Ah, I'm here."
To be continued...