Chapter 1774 [What's the Situation? 】

into the night.

hotel.

Room 8603.

Fang Wenping drank and said, "What are you doing?"

Dong Xuebin said, "Look at the news and browse the web."

"Why didn't you sleep?" Fang Wenping's glass ran out and she poured it again herself.

"I don't know what's going on. I originally lay down, but I didn't fall asleep. I may have had a little insomnia recently." Dong Xuebin sipped his wine. "Drinking some wine is just right, it will help you sleep."

Fang Wenping said, "Aren't you tired after hitting so many people?"

"It's a little tired, but it's trivial." Dong Xuebin boasted.

Fang Wenping glanced at him, "How can you fight so well with such a small body?"

Dong Xuebin said: "I practiced it."

Fang Wenping hummed, "Go ahead."

"Cheers." Dong Xuebin touched her.

Then, the atmosphere in the room was silent for a while, and no one spoke, mainly because they didn't know what to talk about. The relationship between the two has not been that good, and it is very complicated. Let's talk about enemies. The two families are indeed political enemies. Fighting and killing for so many years, because Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin were in a quarrel over Fang Shuiling's affairs, but this time Dong Xuebin's transfer was done by Fang Wenping and helped a lot, so the enemy is not counted. But it's not even a friend. Except for Fang Wenping who was drunk on the second day of the second day, she and Dong Xuebin basically didn't chat normally. Well, anyway, the relationship between the two is in a mess.

After two minutes.

Fang Wenping finally frowned and said, "Find a topic."

"I'm looking for it?" Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly, "Talk about movies? What have you watched recently?"

"I basically don't watch movies, TV shows and entertainment programs." Fang Wenping said.

Dong Xuebin blinked his eyes. "What about the political or economic situation or something?"

Fang Wenping moved her legs and changed her posture slightly, "I don't want to talk about this outside of work."

Dong Xuebin said: "Then talk about... wine,

Yes, don't you like to drink? What's your favorite wine? "

Dong Xuebin and Fang Wenping have similar temperaments, but their interests and hobbies are different at all. They finally found a topic. Dong Xuebin also wanted to use this to ease the atmosphere, but Fang Wenping was better. In a word, it was dug back. "I don't want to talk about this."

Depend on!

You are too hard to serve!

If you don't want to talk about anything, what do you want to do?

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

Fang Wenping drank quite well alone. And after drinking the belly, the skin on her body also felt more and more rosy, plus the very sexy sitting position at the moment. Simply charming.

The old goblin!

What is this for?

Is there trouble? No way?

Dong Xuebin couldn't help but ask, "Are you in trouble? If you have something, just say it, don't treat me as an outsider, or you can tell me what you have in your heart. I don't know yet? It's definitely not going to be rumored. , I'm going to be a trash can today, you can just dump it into it."

Fang Wenping frowned and said, "Do you think I have something to do?"

Dong Xuebin said in his heart that he didn't think, you just have something to do, or why would you run to me in the middle of the night to drink, and you don't like to say anything? Don't like to chat? Then you drink it by yourself, isn't it over? What are you tossing me for? The key...I came here without fucking underwear, didn't this make my buddy uncomfortable, why is this old man so inexplicable today?

However, if you think so, you can't say it.

Dong Xuebin said: "Isn't this strange, there is no other meaning."

The two were not far away, Wen Ping moved above the sofa, and the spring light of the neck of the bathrobe swayed again in front of Dong Xuebin's eyes. Almost seen, very plump and not sagging.

Dong Xuebin felt a little hot, took advantage of that Chun-guang to pick up the cup and poured himself a large glass of wine, which was even hotter now.

Damn it.

He could only endure.

Then, there was another long silence.

five minutes……

ten minutes……

Dong Xuebin couldn't stand the atmosphere, and finally couldn't wait any longer, "Then what, Director Fang, don't you have to get up early tomorrow? I think it's already one o'clock. If you go to bed late, you won't be able to get up tomorrow. 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?"

"Well, a little bit." Dong Xuebin also yawned symbolically, indicating that he was sleepy. In fact, this fellow is not sleepy at all. This smear of flesh pierced into the eyeball one after another, and it disappeared here and there. As soon as he walked away, he was already refreshed.

Fang Wenping snorted, "Then go to sleep, I'll finish this drink."

Dong Xuebin said good, and went to the bathroom by himself. He had already brushed his teeth, but he brushed it a second time. Seeing that Fang Wenping hadn't left, he also washed his face and wasted time. No way. , The atmosphere in the room was so dreadful, Dong Xuebin wanted to stay but didn't dare.

After a long time, Dong Xuebin came out of the bathroom. Then, he was slightly stunned to see Fang Wenping holding a wine bottle and pouring wine into his mouth.

One bite.

Three mouths.

Drink quickly.

Dong Xuebin was startled, "what are you doing?"

Fang Wenping swallowed, "Drink."

"Where are you drinking?" Dong Xuebin really didn't know which scene she was playing 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 look up and poured the last wine in the bottle into her stomach, 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, he shook a little, obviously drinking a little too much.

Dong Xuebin accepted, "Go to sleep."

Fang Wenping sighed, but actually walked to the bed in the room and lay down on one end.

Dong Xuebin was stunned: "Your room is next to me, this is my bed."

Fang Wenping just lay there without covering the quilt, motionless, "Well, I don't want to move."

"Khan, do you want me to help you over there? You get up first?" Seeing that she still didn't move, Dong Xuebin was speechless, "Where do you sleep here and where do I sleep?"

Fang Wenping said lightly, "Whatever."

ah?

casual?

Originally, Dong Xuebin didn't think much about anything before, but after hearing this sentence, he shivered all over and stared at Fang Wenping, who was disheveled on the bed.

What's the meaning?

Does this mean I can sleep in bed?

Or are you really drinking too much? Broken? Don't know what to say or do?

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...(To be continued..)