Morning.
Jiang's mother’s home.
The living room was well-lit, and Dong Xuebing and Jiang Fangfang were embracing and kissing on the sofa, aware that Jiang's mother was watching from behind.
One second…
Two seconds…
Three seconds…
In just three short seconds, Dong Xuebing thoroughly enjoyed himself.
However, the voice from behind had to interrupt their intimate moment.
"Cough, cough," Jiang's mother forcefully cleared her throat. "You young couple."
Hearing this, Jiang Fangfang leaned back, her lips s.h.i.+ning with Dong Xuebing's saliva.
Dong Xuebing quickly straightened up, releasing his hands from Sister Jiang's back. His face felt warm.
Although Jiang's mother spoke this way, her expression was smiling, as if very satisfied. "I was just going to the kitchen to take some medicine, and it's just for a short time. Is it necessary for you to be like this? You two slept together yesterday. Look at your affectionate appearance. You're already so grown-up, not blus.h.i.+ng at all. But I can understand, I can understand, hehe."
Dong Xuebing originally wanted to pretend to be embarra.s.sed, but he lacked Sister's Jiang mental composure and unfl.u.s.tered personality. He didn't need to pretend because he was genuinely embarra.s.sed. "Mom, uh, that, we didn't hear you walking. We thought you were still in the kitchen."
Jiang's mother laughed and waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay."
Jiang Fangfang didn't say anything. She calmly took out a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth. Dong Xuebing had given her too much saliva, and it had dripped down from the corner of her lips.
Jiang's mother smiled and scolded her daughter, "You shameless silly girl."
Jiang Fangfang said lightly, "He is my husband. Why should I be embarra.s.sed?"
Jiang's mother said impatiently, "Xiao Tao knows how to blush, but you, this girl, don't take it seriously. You don't look like a girl at all." However, after saying that, the old lady smiled happily again. "All right, seeing you both so happy, Mom is relieved. You just scared me a moment ago; I thought you two were getting divorced."
Jiang Fangfang said, "How is that possible?"
Dong Xuebing said, "Yeah, Mom, nothing like that happened."
"I thought too much. Hehe." Jiang's mother smiled and said, "Did I disturb you? If so, I'll give you two some s.p.a.ce."
Dong Xuebing embarra.s.sedly said, "Mom, you're making it up. Don't, don't."
Jiang's mother smiled and said, " I should move around. My daughter asked me not to go downstairs too much, afraid I would get lost. I usually exercise on the balcony, stretching my arms and such."
Jiang Fangfang looked at the clock. "It's almost time."
"Got it," Jiang's mother said, "I'll go to the balcony for a few moments. You two enjoy yourselves. Hehe, Mom won't be a third wheel."
Jiang Fangfang looked at her mother and said, "I'm not kicking you out. If you don't exercise, your blood circulation won't be good. Today, the weather is clear after the rain, and fresh air is beneficial."
"I think you are kicking me out."
"How bold would I have to be?"
"Your courage is still too small, hmph, no need to talk about you."
Dong Xuebing went up to help her, but the old lady refused and went to the balcony alone.
In the end, the sound of the balcony door closing echoed. The old lady had closed the door, indicating they should continue their intimacy and not mind her.
This old lady.
Well, she's quite cute.
Dong Xuebing glanced at the balcony and returned to the living room to sit down. Looking at Jiang Fangfang, who was holding a tea cup and drinking water, he recalled the recent events and felt uneasy. Jiang Fangfang kissed him to make a point, a performance for her mother to show that their relations.h.i.+p was deep and they hadn't divorced. However, Dong Xuebing's response just now had a different flavor, purely indicating an attempt to take advantage.
Yesterday evening, he had taken advantage quite a bit.
He still took advantage today, especially in such a critical position as lips and tongue.
Dong Xuebing's forehead sweated, and he felt a bit guilty. "Sister Jiang."
"Hmm," Jiang Fangfang, with tea water in her mouth, put the teacup on the coffee table and swallowed lightly as if savoring the fragrance of the tea leaves.
Dong Xuebing said, "Why did you kiss me just now? You scared me."
This guy had learned to complain first, "I, um…"
Jiang Fangfang glanced at him. "To make my mom feel at ease."
"Yeah, later, I also understood your intention and cooperated. Uh, I don't know how far I should go to make your mother believe. Otherwise, your mother might ask you to show her the marriage certificate."
"No problem."
"Aren't you angry?"
"You did the right thing. At least my mother believes it."
"Not angry? Don't deceive me. If I did something wrong, just criticize me." Dong Xuebing admitted his fault.
Jiang Fangfang said calmly, "You want me to criticize you a bit?"
Dong Xuebing sincerely said, "Please criticize me."
Jiang Fangfang shook her head, "There's nothing much originally. Well, just next time, don't stick your tongue in. My mom is behind, and she can't see these things."
Dong Xuebing widened his eyes, "Next time?"
Do I still have a next time?
Jiang Fangfang looked towards the balcony, "I'm afraid my mother is suspicious. Before she comes in, pretend again. Um, you have no problem with that, right?"
"I… I have no problem."
"It's okay."
"Don't tell your spouse about this."
"Got it."
"I thought it was enough for you to come over and sit yesterday. I didn't expect my mother to be so troublesome. I'm sorry. I'll treat you to a meal another day."
"Hey, it's nothing. Just a small favor."
Dong Xuebing actually wouldn't mind kissing Jiang Fangfang again. Of course, there would be no problem.
Five minutes…
Ten minutes…
The two sat for a while without saying a word.
Suddenly, a faint sound of opening the door came from the balcony.
But both of them had been listening attentively and keenly sensed that the old lady had come out.
So Jiang Fangfang glanced at Dong Xuebing, once again took the initiative to offer her lips, and stuck her face to Dong Xuebing's without blus.h.i.+ng or skipping a beat.
Dong Xuebing quickly embraced her and also kissed County Mayor Jiang.
Tasted it again.
He began to suspect that Sister Jiang was made of honey.
She smelled so good all over her body, and her mouth was also so sweet.
This time, Dong Xuebing, having heard Jiang Fangfang's advice, naturally didn't dare to stick his tongue in again. Instead, he just held onto her lips without moving. He only moved his head occasionally, creating an illusion of a pa.s.sionate kiss. Their lips were just pressed together. Jiang Fangfang cooperated well, moving her head and neck in sync with Dong Xuebing's rhythm. Even if they didn't move, the action caused a strong friction between their lips.
d.a.m.n it.
Sister Jiang’s lips were too tempting.
From start to finish, Dong Xuebing's heart beat violently.