Power and Wealth - 1772

Into the night.

hotel.

Room 8603.

Fang Wenping drank and said, “What are you doing?”

Dong Xuebin said, “Look at the news and scan the web.”

“Why didn’t you sleep?” Fang Wenping’s wine was gone, and she poured it on herself.

“I don’t know what’s going on. I was lying down, but I didn’t fall asleep. I may have some insomnia recently.” Dong Xuebin sipped his wine, “Drinking some wine is just right to help you sleep.”

Fang Wenping said, “Aren’t you tired after hitting so many people?”

“It’s a bit tired, but it’s a trifle.” Dong Xuebin boasted.

Fang Wenping glanced at him, “You little boy, how can you fight so well?”

Dong Xuebin said: “I got it out of practice.”

Fang Wenping said, “Fuck.”

“Cheers.” Dong Xuebin touched her.

Then, the atmosphere in the room was silent for a while, and no one spoke. The main reason was that they didn’t know what to talk about. The relationship between the two people has never been so good and complicated. Let’s talk about enemies. The two families are indeed political enemies. It’s been so many years since Fang Shuiling’s affairs, Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin’s quarrel, were also quite stale. However, Fang Wenping’s transfer was done by Fang Wenping this time and helped a lot, so the enemy is not counted. But it’s not even more of a friend. Except for Fang Wenping who was drunk and chirping on the second day of the second grade, she and Dong Xuebin basically didn’t chat normally. Well, anyway, the relationship between the two is messed up.

Two minutes later.

Fang Wenping finally frowned and said, “Find a topic.”

“I’m looking for it?” Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly, “Talk about movies? What have you been watching recently?”

“I basically don’t watch movies, TV series and some entertainment programs.” Fang Wenping said.

Dong Xuebin blinked his eyes. “Then when we talk-political or economic situation?”

Fang Wenping moved her legs and changed her posture a little, “I don’t want to talk about it outside of work.”

Dong Xuebin said: “Then talk… wine, yes, don’t you like to drink? What wine do you like best?”

Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping have similar tempers, but their hobbies are not the same at all. Finally, they found a topic. Dong Xuebin also wanted to relieve the atmosphere, but Fang Wenping did well. I dug it back in one sentence. “I don’t want to talk about this.”

Depend on!

You are too difficult to serve!

I don’t want to talk about anything, so what do you want to do?

Dong Xuebin felt that he couldn’t drink this little wine in his hand, nothing else, it was too boring. There is no common language at all. I can’t drink wine.

Fang Wenping drank well alone. And after drinking, the skin on her body also feels more and more rosy, plus the sitting posture that feels very surname at the moment. It’s so charming.

This old fairy!

What is this?

Is there something bothering you? No way?

Dong Xuebin couldn’t help asking, “Are you doing something? Just say, don’t take me as an outsider, or you can tell me if you have anything in your heart, you don’t know me? I will definitely not tell you something. , I’ll be a trash can today, you just pour it in.”

Fang Wenping frowned and said, “Do you think I am in trouble?”

Dong Xuebin said that he didn’t think that you just had something to do. Otherwise, what kind of wine would you run here in the middle of the night and would not like to say anything? Don’t like to talk? Then you drink it by yourself, isn’t it the end? Why are you tossing me? The point is…the fuck came here without wearing underwear. Didn’t this make the buddies uncomfortable and angry? How come this old man is so inexplicable today?

But if you think so, you can’t say that.

Dong Xuebin said, “Isn’t it weird, I don’t mean anything else.”

The two were not far apart. Wen Ping moved on the sofa, and the spring-light of the yukata collar was rippling in front of Dong Xuebin’s eyes again. It was hard for him to see it or not. He gave him a blank glance, as if most of his chest was covered. I almost saw it, very plump and not sagging.

Dong Xuebin felt a little hot on his body. Taking advantage of that spring light to pick up the cup, he poured himself a large glass of wine, which was even hotter now.

Damn it.

He can only bear it.

After that, there was another long silence.

five minutes……

ten minutes……

Dong Xuebin couldn’t stand the atmosphere, and finally couldn’t wait anymore, “So what, Director Fang, don’t you have to get up early and set off tomorrow? I think it’s already one o’clock. Don’t drink it? Rest? Sleeping late is not good for your skin and body.”

Fang Wenping looked at him and said, “Are you sleepy?”

“Yeah, kind of.” Dong Xuebin also yawned symbolically, indicating that he was sleepy. In fact, this guy was not sleepy at all. The wisps of flesh pierced into his eyes one after another. He was already full of energy after he was gone.

Fang Wenping said, “Then you go to sleep, I’ll finish drinking this little wine.”

Dong Xuebin said hello, and went to the bathroom by himself. He brushed his teeth before, and brushed it a second time. Seeing that Fang Wenping hadn’t left yet, he still washed his face and took time. It’s nothing wrong. , The atmosphere in the room is so terrible, Dong Xuebin wanted to stay but didn’t dare to stay.

It took a long time for Dong Xuebin to come out of the bathroom. Then, he was a little startled to see Fang Wenping holding a wine bottle and pouring wine into his mouth.

A bite.

Three mouths.

Drink quickly.

Dong Xuebin was startled, “What are you doing?”

Fang Wenping swallowed, “Drink.”

“Where are you drinking?” Dong Xuebin really doesn’t know where she is acting here today, “Don’t drink, don’t drink, get drunk again, you forgot about the last time you were drunk. ? You don’t have that much alcohol!”

Fang Wenping didn’t listen, she continued to pour the last foreign wine in the bottle into her belly with her head up, put down the bottle, she got off the sofa, but did not step on the slippers, but directly stepped on the stall with her bare feet. As soon as he stood firm, the person shook a bit, apparently a bit too much.

Dong Xuebin was convinced, “You go to sleep.”

Fang Wenping went to the bed in the room and lay down on it.

Dong Xuebin said in shock: “Your room is next to it. This is my bed.”

Fang Wenping just lay down without covering the quilt, motionless, “Well, I don’t want to move.”

“Khan, should I help you over? You get up first?” Dong Xuebin was speechless when he saw her still not moving. “Where do you sleep and where do I sleep?”

Fang Wenping said lightly: “Whatever.”

Ah?

casual?

Originally, Dong Xuebin didn’t think much about it before, but after hearing this, he shuddered all over, staring dumbly at Fang Wenping who was disheveled on the bed.

What’s the meaning?

Does this mean I can sleep in bed?

Still really drank too much? Fragments? Don’t know what to say anymore?