Power and Wealth C.1602

It's noon.

The sun is high, but it's not too hot.

"Sister Zhang, it's time to eat, right?"

"Little handsome guy, if you're hungry, I'm hungry too."

"Should we go out to eat, or should I cook for you at home?"

"No need. The steaks are already prepared. I'll fry a few for you, Sister Zhang."

"Don't, how can I accept that? How can I let you cook in this courtyard?"

"Haha, the courtyard is your dividend, what you should take. All right, don't worry about the food."

After saying that, Zhang Longjuan went to the south room, where only a tiny room had been converted into a kitchen long ago. Dong Xuebing followed in to help but didn't know how to cook Western food, so he got in the way. In the end, Sister Zhang had to drive him out, so he reluctantly left.

What to do now?

Clean up the courtyard.

Dong Xuebing couldn't just sit idle, and he loved this quadrangle too much. He couldn't stand to see any leaves in the courtyard, so he grabbed a broom and dustpan from the corner and started sweeping. The courtyard was relatively easy to clean, but the area just inside the door was more difficult. It could have been smoother, with pits and bumps. Dong Xuebing found sweeping difficult, sometimes bending down to pick up individual leaves. However, he was still very enthusiastic and excited about it.

What a lovely courtyard.

The more he looked, the more beautiful it seemed.

"Kid, where are you?"

"Hey, Sister Zhang, I'm here."

"Come here, haha, it's time to eat."

"All right, let me put down the broom."

"Don't worry about the broom. Come quickly, it'll get cold."

Dong Xuebing dropped the broom and entered the courtyard. Suddenly, several dishes were already placed on the stone table in the courtyard: fried steaks, fried potatoes, a bottle of red wine, and desserts. Of course, the desserts must have been bought by Sister Zhang yesterday or this morning. Sister Zhang couldn't have made such beautiful desserts.

After washing his hands, Dong Xuebing sat down.

"Try it, how is it?" Zhang Longjuan smiled, "If you dare to say it's not delicious, I'll twist your ears, haha, try the steak first."

Dong Xuebing tasted it, "Mmm, it's delicious."

Zhang Longjuan pointed at him, "Good job speaking, eat up."

"You too." Dong Xuebing bit his food, "Are you not busy today?"

"Not busy," Zhang Longjuan said.

"Then can I accompany you for a walk?" Dong Xuebing asked.

"You've been abroad for so many years, and you used to live in the capital. Where haven't you been yet? Why bother going out?"

"I'm free today, so let's spend the afternoon together."

"Stay here," Zhang Longjuan glanced at him, "There's something I need your help with."

"If there's something, just tell me," Dong Xuebing said after eating a bite of fried potato, which was also very delicious.

"We'll talk after dinner, no hurry," Zhang Longjuan said, crossing her legs and eating very casually, not at all like a lady. Everything she did was relaxed and carefree, but not in a crude sense. It had a kind of elegant, graceful air.

After dinner.

In the main bedroom of the north house.

"Sister Zhang, what's up?"

"Come in first, I'll tell you."

"If there's something, just tell me, I'll help."

"Let you come in, haha; look how scared you are; I won't eat you."

Zhang Longjuan walked into the bedroom first and glanced at the stack of sexy lingerie and silk stockings she had thrown on the bed earlier. Without saying anything, she sat down on the red satin sheet, which was scattered with a few swipes of her hand, and picked up the lingerie and moved it to the other side of the pillow. Then, she patted the space on the bed, gesturing for Dong Xuebing to sit down quickly.

Dong Xuebing blinked and sat down next to her on the bed. "You were saying?"

Zhang Longjuan looked at him and smiled cheerfully. "Look at me. Am I getting old?"

Dong Xuebing looked closely. "No, you're still young enough. You don't look like someone your age at all. You hardly have any wrinkles."

"Haha, that's because of makeup," Zhang Longjuan said.

"That makes you look even younger," Dong Xuebing praised.

"Oh, come on, you know the truth. I'm in my forties now. 'Young'? No way," Zhang Longjuan said, then lifted the leopard-print shirt slightly to reveal her belly, pointing to it. “Look, even Sister Zhang's belly has a few wrinkles."

Dong Xuebing blushed. "Um, no, it looks great."

Zhang Longjuan did take good care of herself. Although she exaggerated, she was in her forties and couldn't look like someone in their twenties. However, objectively speaking, Sister Zhang's figure was still pretty good, with no apparent flaws.

But Zhang Longjuan seemed dissatisfied. As she spoke, she hugged Dong Xuebing's shoulder. "Kid, don't hide anything from me. I heard from Old Xu. That old woman looks so young and beautiful now, and it seems like it's all thanks to you. I heard you gave her some traditional Chinese massage, making Old Xu younger and younger. At first, I didn't believe it, but with Old Xu in front of me, I couldn't help but believe it, too. Look at my eye wrinkles. I've been so busy lately, and I've gained another wrinkle. I'm annoyed, too. Since you can make Old Xu look so young, can't you do the same for me? I'm not asking for much. Just five years younger would be fine."

Dong Xuebing broke out in a sweat. Only then did he realize what was going on. "Well..."

Zhang Longjuan smiled and narrowed her eyes. "What's the problem?"

Dong Xuebing hurriedly said, "Nothing, nothing, um, it's just that this massage of mine depends on the constitution. Not everyone is suitable, and the effect varies from person to person." Seeing Zhang Longjuan staring at him again, Dong Xuebing quickly added, "But I think you're fine. Your constitution is suitable."

"In that case, get started quickly," Zhang Longjuan couldn't wait.

Dong Xuebing wiped his sweat. "But not like this."

Zhang Longjuan smiled. "Any requirements, just say."

"No need for that," Dong Xuebing touched his nose and glanced at her. "You need to remove your makeup first, tie up your hair, and then your clothes..."

Zhang Longjuan squinted. "Completely naked?"

"No need, just don't wear too much. Because I need to find the acupoints, it's inaccurate through clothes, and the effect is limited with things in the way," Dong Xuebing said. He was mainly afraid that if he reversed the process, he would accidentally reveal her clothes, which would be embarrassing, so this was a prerequisite.

"No problem," Zhang Longjuan stood up and said, "I will go and remove her makeup.

"All right, let me get ready," Dong Xuebing said, pretending to roll up his sleeves and make Zhang Longjuan look younger. Dong Xuebing had wanted to do this for a long time, but he still needed to bring it up. Now that Zhang Longjuan had mentioned it, Dong Xuebing naturally wouldn't refuse, especially since she had given him such a good courtyard and immensely helped him. Dong Xuebing would undoubtedly spare no effort. After accumulating so many days, Dong Xuebing rarely had to use any remaining time, so he was okay with spending a couple of hours on this.

Five minutes later, Zhang Longjuan returned.

Dong Xuebing looked at her face and noticed some faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, a small patch of freckles at the corner of her mouth, and some red spots on her skin. These weren't visible when she wore makeup, but they were obvious now.

Zhang Longjuan laughed, "Ugly, isn't it?"

Dong Xuebing sincerely said, "No, you still look good. Everyone has flaws on their face. Look at me; I have some redness here and there, too, and just a couple of moles. Even in my twenties, it's like this. Let alone you. No one's face is flawless. Those celebrities also rely on makeup."

"You sweet talker."

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Haha, come on then."

"All right, what about your clothes?"

Zhang Longjuan couldn't wait and sat down eagerly. Without blushing, she rolled up her leopard-print shirt and took it off from her neck, tossing it onto the nearby pillow. Immediately, a black-purple lace bra was exposed, covering her ample bosom, which trembled and settled down after a few seconds, catching Dong Xuebing's eyes.

So white.

So deep.

"Do I need to take off my pants too?"

"Um, not yet."

"Okay, let's get started."

"Um, you might feel a bit sore and numb later. Can you bear it?"

"As long as I can get a few years younger, I can endure anything," Zhang Longjuan said.

Dong Xuebing felt his mouth a bit dry. After swallowing, he sat down next to Zhang Longjuan, looked at her, and pinched her face, rubbing her temples.

Zhang Longjuan closed her eyes and hummed, "Feels good."

Dong Xuebing remembered something. "By the way, have you ever had any serious injuries before?"

"Why are you asking that? No," Zhang Longjuan replied without opening her eyes.

"Have you ever had any surgery?" Dong Xuebing continued.

"I had a few stitches on my leg years ago, but nothing else," Zhang Longjuan answered.

"All right, then we're good. I'm starting now. Are you ready?"

"You little rascal, stop talking nonsense and hurry up. I can't wait any longer," Zhang Longjuan urged, patting his thigh.

Dong Xuebing chuckled bitterly. He needed to clarify this; otherwise, if Zhang Longjuan had had her appendix removed, his efforts might have made it grow back again. He had to concentrate and try to avoid that. Otherwise, there would be real trouble.

Let's begin.

REVERSE.

One second, five seconds, ten seconds... reverse took effect.