Power and Wealth C.1609

Nightfall.

It was already eleven o'clock.

The birds were asleep, the neighbors were asleep, and the courtyard was quiet inside and outside.

Dong Xuebing, lying on the large double bed covered with a fragrant quilt, was still wrapped in a cool straw mat pillowcase. He was pretending to doze with his eyes closed.

"Are you getting up?" Sister Zhang asked.

"Not getting up." Dong Xuebing stayed put.

Zhang Longjuan chuckled, "Being stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."

Dong Xuebing was indifferent and never planned to leave, "Whether you're polite or not, I'm sleeping anyway."

After pausing in the darkness, Sister Zhang said, "Fine, if you're not getting up, I will sleep in the second room."

The second room was also the northern room of the courtyard, a small room separated from the main house, but because of its small size and the eaves of the west room blocking some light, it was not as comfortable to sleep in as the west room. As soon as Sister Zhang finished speaking, the wooden bed creaked, the quilt rustled as it was lifted, and the slippers underneath also moved slightly. Sister Zhang had gotten out of bed. Dong Xuebing was startled, opening his eyes to see Sister Zhang's flesh wrapped in a bath towel and her sexy figure close by.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Zhang Longjuan's legs still seemed uncomfortable, and she limped slowly toward the door. Several seconds passed, and she had only taken three steps.

Dong Xuebing softened at the sight. How could he still care about being stubborn? He hurriedly exclaimed and jumped out of bed wearing only his underwear, not even bothering to put on his shoes, quickly supporting Zhang Longjuan. "What are you doing? Look, look, look, why are you still leaving like this? You'll fall again. Hey, I was just joking; you took it seriously. Come back quickly. I was wrong."

Zhang Longjuan looked at him and smiled, "You know you're wrong."

"I know." Dong Xuebing helplessly said, "Go to sleep quickly. I'll go to the west room."

Sister Zhang always knows how to control him. Dong Xuebing, was being played in her hands.

The two returned to bed.

Dong Xuebing helped her lie down, "Rest."

"Haha, you still have a conscience." Zhang Longjuan tantalizingly stroked her long hair and shook it. Her body also lay flat, "Are you tired today?"

Dong Xuebing covered her with the quilt, "Not tired."

Sister Zhang smiled, "Didn't you just say you were tired to death?"

Dong Xuebing hesitated, "That's what should be said. You've helped me so much, and you even gave me such a good courtyard. I should serve you, and besides, you're so beautiful," he thought for a moment, and added an embellishment, "so young and beautiful, serving you is my honor."

Zhang Longjuan smiled and touched his face. "You've got a sweet tongue."

"Speaking the truth." Dong Xuebing bent down to put her shoes in order, "Then I'll leave. Call me if you need anything tonight."

Just as he was about to leave, Sister Zhang called him back from behind again. "Wait a minute." Seeing Dong Xuebing turning back, Zhang Longjuan smiled, "Seeing how sweet your mouth is," she said, patting the spot where Dong Xuebing had just laid down. "Come on, let's sleep."

Dong Xuebing let out a sigh.

Zhang Longjuan beckoned, "Come on."

Dong Xuebing sweated nervously, "Is this really okay, Sister Zhang?"

"Why talk nonsense? If I tell you to come up, just come up." Zhang Longjuan patted the bed again.

Dong Xuebing hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward. Afraid that Sister Zhang might change her mind, he quickly leaped onto the bed, grabbed a towel Sister Zhang had just used to wipe her hair, and wiped the dirt off his feet. It was the dirt he had picked up when he got out of bed without wearing shoes. He swiftly got under the covers after tossing the towel aside and pulling up the blanket. The familiar scent of a woman spread over him, and Dong Xuebing looked peaceful despite being at the mercy of this old fox's whims. After all the back and forth, it was finally time to rest.

The room fell silent.

Dong Xuebing glanced at the side. Sister Zhang had her back to him, and there was no glow from her phone. She was probably sleeping with her eyes closed. Dong Xuebing turned over and adjusted his posture, closing his eyes and breathing evenly, ready for a good night's sleep.

But after a while, Dong Xuebing found himself unable to sleep despite his efforts. It was as if lying there made him more awake. He couldn't help but laugh bitterly. When he was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to sleep deeply, he couldn't fall asleep now that he could. What a predicament. Dong Xuebing tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and his mind was mainly filled with images of Sister Zhang's face, her flirtatious demeanor lingering in his mind, itching at him.

Annoying.

Chaotic.

What was the situation now?

In traditional terms, although Dong Xuebing had only touched Sister Zhang for a few seconds today, he could be considered to have made a move on her. However, in the true sense, it didn't count as having her, and Zhang Longjuan's attitude was somewhat ambiguous and unclear. Dong Xuebing didn't know what she was thinking. Sometimes angry, sometimes laughing, sometimes scolding him, giving him sweet moments. Perhaps it was this uncertain relationship that kept Dong Xuebing awake. He wasn't someone who could easily let things go.

After a moment, Dong Xuebing decided he couldn't sleep. Instead, he turned over to face Sister Zhang's back, blinked, and cautiously moved closer to her.

A little bit.

And a little more.

Dong Xuebing got closer, almost able to smell the fragrance of Sister Zhang's hair. He took a deep breath; it smelled good and felt somewhat calmer. He lifted his head slightly to look at her profile. Sister Zhang's eyes were closed, but even in sleep, her face seemed to carry an alluring and tempting smile like a seductive enchantress.

"Sister Zhang."

No response.

"Are you asleep?"

Still no response.

Dong Xuebing's courage grew. They were already sharing the same bed under the same blanket. As he got closer, the warmth emanating from Sister Zhang's body enveloped him, warming his arms and chest. It felt so good. His desire for Sister Zhang's body increased even more. Sister Zhang was naturally alluring, and Dong Xuebing had been thinking about her for a long time. Now, this unclear relationship made him feel conflicted. He wanted to see if he could taste the sweetness of this old fox.

Dong Xuebing, with his unchanged lust, reached out quietly from under the blanket, slowly sliding his hand over Sister Zhang's smooth shoulder. His fingertips gently touched the bath towel wrapped around her body. Dong Xuebing continued to explore downwards bravely. With a soft touch, he encountered the towel-wrapped deep crevice of her body. The soft flesh engulfed two fingers. Undeterred, he went further down, gradually sliding along the towel covering Sister Zhang's chest until he slipped inside.

Sister Zhang's figure was too voluptuous, and the towel was tight. Now, with an additional hand inside, there was a sudden loosening at the top of the towel wrapped around her back.

The towel slipped off.

Sister Zhang's body bounced out from inside.

Dong Xuebing was startled and quickly stopped, observing Zhang Longjuan's reaction. Sister Zhang seemed to still be sound asleep, without any movement. This undoubtedly encouraged Dong Xuebing, allowing him to become even more reckless. He explored around under the covers, enjoying the warmth.

Soft.

Smooth.

Dong Xuebing was ecstatic.

Just as he was indulging, without any warning, a woman's voice sounded in front of him, "Hehe, you're quite enjoying yourself, huh? Having fun?"

It was Zhang Longjuan.

Sister Zhang was awake.

No, instead, she had never been asleep.

Dong Xuebing coughed, "It's alright."

Zhang Longjuan chuckled, "With my hot figure, you're just going to say 'it's alright' after playing around for so long?"

"No." Dong Xuebing blushed, feeling embarrassed. "It's not just alright, uh, it's quite good. Your figure is perfect, unmatched by anyone else." After praising her for a few more words, Dong Xuebing's hand still rested on Sister Zhang's thigh, unsure whether to take it away or leave it there.

"That's more like it." Zhang Longjuan smiled satisfactorily, finally turning her head and staring at Dong Xuebing's eyes. She chuckled, "Have you been thinking about your Sister Zhang for a long time?"

Dong Xuebing honestly murmured in agreement.

"Then I'm still quite charming, huh? The old sword is still sharp, just like in the day." Zhang Longjuan shamelessly boasted, "Back when we were in school, you had no idea how many people were chasing after me, one after another. That scene was something else. It seems that even now, my charm hasn't diminished."

Dong Xuebing agreed, "Yes, you don't know how sexy you are."

"I love hearing that," Zhang Longjuan pinched his face playfully, saying, "You said you were tired. Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Dong Xuebing smiled bitterly, "I just can't fall asleep."

Zhang Longjuan proudly said, "Well, with me, such a sensational and sexy woman, lying beside you, it's strange if you can sleep."

Dong Xuebing: ??

"Hehe, what's with that expression?" Zhang Longjuan looked at him.

Dong Xuebing quickly said, "Nothing, uh, I just think what you said makes sense."

Seeing that Sister Zhang had no objection, Dong Xuebing tried sliding his hand over her thigh again, feeling the warmth and softness.

Zhang Longjuan's eyes lit up with a smile, "Feels good?"

Dong Xuebing nodded, "Mhm."

"Come closer, lie flat." Sister Zhang instructed.

"Why?" Dong Xuebing asked.

"Just lie down when I tell you to; there is no need for so much nonsense." Zhang Longjuan sat up from under the covers, and the blanket slipped off her smooth body, but she didn't try to cover herself up. Very open-minded.

Dong Xuebing complied and lay down.

Zhang Longjuan smiled, "Tonight, your Sister Zhang will let you have some real fun."