Chapter 1406: Xiao Dong acted

Night.

Living room.

Under a blanket.

Jiang Fangfang: "Why such a late call?"

Dong Xuebing: "It's about the family quarters construction project."

Jiang Fangfang: "How far has it progressed?"

Dong Xuebing: "The site has been selected, and the land is almost finalized."

Jiang Fangfang: "Progress is quite fast. You've been busy these days. Thank you for your hard work."

Dong Xuebing: "Not too hard, but there are many decisions I had to make on my own since you weren't around. There are probably some things I didn't handle well. After you return to work on Monday, you can take a look. I've already told them to report the progress to you. There are some things I didn't dare to decide on my own, and you'll need to make the decisions when you're back. You'll think more comprehensively than I do." Dong Xuebing also flattered a bit.

Jiang Fangfang: "You can make decisions."

Dong Xuebing: "For some things, I'm not sure. Well, I'll take another look after you return on Monday."

"You don't need to be too modest. Well, I'll take another look the day after tomorrow."

Dong Xuebing: "By the way, I almost forgot. I'll give you another acupressure session. It's not quite healed yet."

"It's not a major injury. If you're too tired, you can sleep. It will get better on its own."

Dong Xuebing: "Don't be polite. You don't need to worry since I caused you to bump into me. Just massage for a while, and it should be fine. I guarantee there won't be any bruising tomorrow."

"Okay, good."

"Listen to me, the doctor."

"Sure, I'll listen to Dr. Dong."

After discussing work and making a joke, the atmosphere relaxed.

Dong Xuebing observed. Seeing Jiang Fangfang occasionally move her waist and arms, he asked, "Are you tired of lying down?"

Jiang Fangfang moved her waist again, "Staying in one position for too long, it's a bit sore."

Dong Xuebing suggested, "In that case, lie flat. I'll continue massaging."

Jiang Fangfang agreed, "Flat is fine, but it might be inconvenient for you to massage from that side." She was injured on the left front waist, and she was lying on Dong Xuebing's left side. If lying flat, Dong Xuebing would have to reach over her abdomen to massage the wound.

Dong Xuebing proposed, "Let's change positions."

Jiang Fangfang agreed, "Okay, I'll lie on your side."

Dong Xuebing said, "Don't move. I'll step over."

Dong Xuebing lifted the blanket, straddled over Jiang Fangfang's body, and moved to her left side. After Jiang Fangfang shifted, Dong Xuebing successfully positioned himself on her left. Jiang Fangfang, now lying flat with her face towards the ceiling, and Dong Xuebing, lying on her right side, started massaging the injury through the soft autumn clothes.

The front waist is a sensitive area. As Dong Xuebing massaged, he also enjoyed the feeling. The firm hip bone and the soft flesh were constantly stimulating his fingers.

The movements under the blanket seemed decent.

However, if viewed from above, the movements of the blanket, undulating on Jiang Fangfang's waist, appeared somewhat enchanting, as if they were engaged in some illicit activity.

One minute…

Three minutes…

Five minutes…

It's almost 11 pm.

Jiang Fangfang, who had closed her eyes but couldn't sleep, suddenly said, "I feel much better. It hasn't been painful, right? You've had a busy day, coming for me, even sticking glass for my family, and changing light bulbs at heights. If it's too much trouble, forget it, and you should go to bed early."

Dong Xuebing replied, "Just a bit more, almost healed."

Jiang Fangfang asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Dong Xuebing said, "Not sleepy."

Jiang Fangfang sighed, "Well, I can't sleep either."

Dong Xuebing asked, "Insomnia again?"

Jiang Fangfang admitted, "Frequently. I've gotten used to it."

Dong Xuebing inquired, "Haven't you taken sleeping pills recently?"

Jiang Fangfang replied, "No, that's why I'm having severe insomnia."

Dong Xuebing commented, "Well, it's better than sleeping pills for several years. That's harmful to the body." He paused, and with his hand still on her waist, he looked at her and suggested, "How about I recite something for you?"

Jiang Fangfang shook her head slightly, "Forget it. I don't want to trouble you."

Dong Xuebing insisted, "It's not troublesome at all. I can find a book and recite it for you. I'll sleep after you do."

Jiang Fangfang explained, "It's not about that. Once I get used to it, I can't have you come over every night to recite for me. It's not appropriate."

Dong Xuebing reassured her, "It's not a bother. Besides, I have plenty of time."

Jiang Fangfang said, "It's still too much trouble."

Dong Xuebing added, "It's not troublesome, but mainly, I'm afraid of people gossiping."

If he went to Jiang Fangfang's house every night, it would be hard to keep it a secret.

Jiang Fangfang said, "Well, we have a clear conscience, but what others might say is inevitable. As a widow, I must be mindful of my influence in everything."

Dong Xuebing mentioned, "By the way, Secretary Pu's wife mentioned wanting to introduce someone to you last time. She cares about you."

Jiang Fangfang thanked her, "I appreciate her kindness, but I've managed for so many years alone. It's fine to live by myself, especially with my mother. I can't find a suitable partner."

Dong Xuebing agreed, "That's true. Your mother probably still thinks your husband…"

Jiang Fangfang interrupted, "I'll trouble you with my mother in the future."

Dong Xuebing said, "You don't need to be polite. It's just a small favor."

The wall clock suddenly ticked, and it was already 11 pm.

Jiang Fangfang, who had been talking to him with her eyes closed, was now silent. It's unclear whether she fell asleep, but her breathing was steady.

Because he was massaging her acupoints and they were under the same blanket, Dong Xuebing was very close to her. Almost his chest was pressed against Jiang Fangfang's left shoulder, and his hands didn't stop, continuously pressing on her. However, smelling the familiar scent of Jiang Fangfang's body and being so close to her under the blanket, Dong Xuebing felt a bit distracted. The feeling from the phone call under the blanket left a deep impression on him, and he hadn't recovered yet.

It had been half an hour of massage.

His rubbing had warmed Jiang Fangfang's elastic bands on her autumn clothes and pants.

Dong Xuebing gritted his teeth, and he didn't know where this impulse came from. Suddenly, he couldn't resist it anymore. The sensation in his hands, the fragrance on Jiang Fangfang's body, and the warm body under the blanket were too enticing. In an instant, Dong Xuebing ignored various concerns and became bold. He moved his hands away from her acupoints on the front waist and slid them down, reaching into Jiang Fangfang's buttocks.

Soft.

A touch of tenderness.

Dong Xuebing felt his heart was filled.

Jiang Fangfang didn't move or open her eyes, seemingly asleep.

Dong Xuebing's courage increased a bit. On her buttocks covered by autumn pants, he applied a few strokes. The hand was rotating on it, obviously having nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine massage. Even if there were acupoints on the buttocks, they had nothing to do with the bruise on the front waist.

It was not a treatment.

Purely taking advantage.

Dong Xuebing rubbed her for several rounds.

Suddenly, Jiang Fangfang spoke, "During my rest these days, how's work? Tell me briefly so I don't have to ask Xiaona the day after tomorrow."

Awake?

Not asleep.

Moreover, this statement didn't seem to have an inquisitive tone.

Dong Xuebing's hand suddenly stopped, hesitating to touch her again, uncertain what to do.