Power and Wealth
Chapter 1475 – Sister Jiang
Night falls.
A soft and tender atmosphere fills Jiang’s mother’s living room.
Dong Xuebing daringly kissed Mayor Jiang, fearing a backlash. He quickly withdrew his mouth and moved his head back, nervously watching her.
One second…
Two seconds…
Mayor Jiang surprisingly made no reaction.
Could she have fallen asleep? It’s impossible. Jiang Fangfang’s insomnia was more severe than his.
Seeing this, Dong Xuebing became excited. If Sister Jiang was aware but took no action, it meant that Mayor Jiang’s boundary wasn’t there, or she had a favorable impression of him. Perhaps it was because he resembled her deceased husband, or maybe women were more vulnerable and emotional at night. Dong Xuebing didn’t know the exact reason, but regardless, Mayor Jiang didn’t react. This was reassuring for Dong Xuebing.
He slid his hand into Mayor Jiang’s hair, lowered his head again, and kissed her eyes, capturing her eyelashes.
Forehead.
Center of the eyebrows.
Nose.
Chin.
Dong Xuebing kissed all over.
Finally, when Dong Xuebing kissed her neck, Jiang Fangfang spoke and slightly opened her eyes, looking at him. “Why aren’t you sleeping yet?”
Dong Xuebing coughed. “Can’t fall asleep.”
Jiang Fangfang said, “Then let me read something to you.”
Dong Xuebing said, “No, I need some noise; otherwise, I’ll be even more awake.”
Jiang Fangfang asked, “Then how can you fall asleep?”
Dong Xuebing teased, “How about you hug me?”
He was joking a bit. If it were any other woman, she would have retorted. Still, Jiang Fangfang, with a calm expression, casually extended her hand and hugged Dong Xuebing’s head, pressing it against her chest. “Like this?”
Dong Xuebing stammered, “Uh, yes.”
“Alright, now go to sleep.”
“Cough, okay, I’ll give it a try.”
Dong Xuebing suddenly remembered that Mayor Jiang didn’t have much sense of humor. She was a serious person. However, since she could hug him, Dong Xuebing was naturally happy. He also tightened his grip around her waist, and the two of them instantly pressed against each other intimately.
Five minutes passed.
Suddenly, the hand on his head was loosened.
Dong Xuebing opened his eyes and said, “Sister Jiang.”
Jiang Fangfang looked at him. “Still not asleep?”
Dong Xuebing murmured, “It’s strange today. I’m dead tired, but I can’t sleep well.” How could he sleep peacefully with such a beautiful woman in his arms?
“What do you suggest, then?”
“How about…”
“About what?”
“Well, how about you kiss me a few times?”
“How to kiss?”
“Anything, anyway, is fine.”
“Oh.”
Dong Xuebing felt himself being hugged by Jiang Fangfang again. Then a pair of red lips landed on his forehead, very touchy and comfortable.
Sister Jiang kissed him.
Dong Xuebing didn’t expect her to respond.
Later, the lips continued to land on Dong Xuebing’s forehead, cheeks, and nose.
“Is this okay?” Jiang Fangfang asked.
Dong Xuebing nodded, “Yes, yes, yes.”
Jiang Fangfang nodded, “Now close your eyes and sleep.”
“Okay, let me try again. Don’t stop.” Dong Xuebing said.
Jiang Fangfang continued to kiss him, his hair, ears, chin, neck, and shoulders, but not Dong Xuebing’s lips, which continued for several minutes. After being kissed for so long, Dong Xuebing’s desires were aroused, making it impossible for him to fall asleep. His hands couldn’t help but touch Jiang Fangfang’s back, one leg squeezed over, slipping in between Jiang Fangfang’s legs.
Jiang Fangfang stopped kissing, “Still not working?”
Dong Xuebing made up something, “Almost, almost.”
But Jiang Fangfang didn’t move. She looked into his eyes briefly before saying, “You just don’t want to sleep; it’s useless no matter what.”
Dong Xuebing smiled bitterly, “I want to sleep.”
Jiang Fangfang moved her thighs under the blanket, “Then what are you doing?”
Dong Xuebing reluctantly had to withdraw his leg from between hers. “Couldn’t resist, cough, couldn’t resist. But I’m sleepy.”
“Why can’t you sleep?”
“You’re lying next to me and so beautiful.”
“I’m beautiful?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Oh, then I’ll go to the sofa.”
“No, no, it would be embarrassing for me if you sleep on the sofa. Besides, didn’t you say that your mother might get up at any time?”
“What should I do then?”
“Uh, I don’t know.”
Both of them fell silent.
After a few minutes, Jiang Fangfang said, “Have you fallen asleep?”
“Not yet.” Dong Xuebing looked at her.
“It’s already ten o’clock.” Jiang Fangfang glanced at the wall clock. “There’s still a lot of work tomorrow. Poor rest may affect your work.”
“I know, but…” Dong Xuebing also understood, but he couldn’t fall asleep. His mind was filled with images of Sister Jiang, touching her, smelling the fragrance on her body, and his mind couldn’t settle down.
Another silence.
Suddenly, Jiang Fangfang sighed and sat up from the futon, to Dong Xuebing’s surprise, and before Dong Xuebing could ask what she was doing, Jiang Fangfang reached into the blanket and pulled it up as if grabbing her nightgown. Her hand reached out, seemingly pulling down, knees bent, feet lifted, and then the other knee and foot. Then Sister Jiang’s hand pulled something out of the blanket and threw it on the sofa with a swoosh sound, landing on the sofa cushion.
What’s this?
What did she throw?
Dong Xuebing subconsciously stared blankly, then immediately understood. Sister Jiang had only a few pieces of clothing, and the nightgown was still on. What else could she take off?
What does this mean?
Dong Xuebing was stunned.
Just as Jiang Fangfang returned to the blanket, she said, “Just this once.”
Dong Xuebing exclaimed, “What once?”
Jiang Fangfang calmly said, “Finish what you want to do and rest early.”
Dong Xuebing understood, feeling somewhat unbelievable, “Uh?”
Jiang Fangfang nodded, “Just this once, do whatever you want.”
Dong Xuebing didn’t expect Sister Jiang to give him such a favor. He felt so happy for a moment that he was about to faint. After confirming it with uncertainty and seeing Jiang Fangfang give a faint nod again, Dong Xuebing stopped being polite. He cleared his throat, looked at her, and decided where to start. He hugged her, flipped over from the blanket, and climbed onto Jiang Fangfang, pressing down on her.
Jiang Fangfang remained indifferent, glancing at him.
Dong Xuebing also looked at Sister Jiang’s eyes, then took a deep breath, lowered his head, and pressed down, starting to indulge himself with Mayor Jiang.
He finally got to be with Sister Jiang.
Dong Xuebing felt like he was dreaming.