Chapter 1400: The empty Mayor Jiang

Chapter 1400: The empty Mayor Jiang

Afternoon.

Suburban county, Jiangs mother's home.

The sky darkened, with dense clouds, as if it were about to rain.

On the living room sofa, Dong Xuebing and Jiang Fangfang sat on either side of Jiangs mother, chatting with the old lady.

"Fangfang, do we have any vegetables at home?"

"Yes, the maid bought some yesterday."

"Good later I'll prepare a meal for your husband."

"Yeah, I know. I'll stir-fry some dishes."

Jiangs mother held the hands of the two and chatted for a while. It was already past four o'clock. Suddenly, Jiangs mother grabbed Dong Xuebing and Jiang Fangfang's hands, placed them on her lap, then held their wrists and patted them together. "You two haven't been together for a long time. I won't disturb you anymore. I didn't sleep this afternoon. I'll go rest for two hours. You guys chat."

Jiangs mother stood up.

Dong Xuebing quickly supported her. "Take it easy."

"No need to help. I can walk." Jiangs mother smiled and said, "Xiaotao, you must have gone on a business trip to the capital. Look at you. Even your accent has changed."

Dong Xuebing hurriedly said, "Ah, yes."

Jiangs mother patted his hand. "Alright, accompany your wife."

"Okay, I'll call you during dinner." Dong Xuebing nodded.

"Good, it seems like it's going to rain. Fangfang, remember, there are clothes on the balcony." Jiangs mother still cared a lot, sometimes confused, sometimes clear-headed.

Jiang Fangfang said, "You rest. Don't worry about it."

Jiangs mother went into the small room, and the door closed with a bang.

With a rumble, there was a thunderclap outside. The sound was loud.

Dong Xuebing looked at Jiang Fangfang. "It seems like it's going to rain. Let's collect the clothes first."

"I'll do it."

"No problem, I'm free anyway."

Jiang Fangfang nodded, and Dong Xuebing followed her to the balcony.

Her home was in a relatively old residential area with a building style from decades ago. There were no windows on the balcony, just a protruding small platform. It had a roof, but it would get wet inside if it rained. Looking down, there was a sink.

Jiang Fangfang reached out to take the clothes.

Dong Xuebing also helped, raising his hand to collect a pair of old lady's trousers.

Many clothes were hanging on the balcony, densely packed. I don't know how many days they had been there without being taken down. Considering that Jiang Fangfang's father had just passed away, the family was busy and probably didn't have time to wash clothes. Most of them were Jiang Fangfang's clothes. Dong Xuebing saw the traces of a lace bra behind a shirt, slightly hollowed out. It was the lingerie he had given County Mayor Jiang before. Unexpectedly, County Mayor Jiang wore it again. There were also some flesh-colored stockings draped over the railing, including short ones and even some stockings with crotch. Two pairs of high-heeled shoes, one light-colored and one black, were sunbathing on the table. It seemed that Jiang Fangfang had been living here for several days.

Jiang Fangfang quickly grabbed a pair of stockings, but her hands were full. "Can you spare a hand for stockings and high heels?"

"Leave it to me."

"Okay, I'll go inside first."

"Please go in quickly, don't get wet."

Jiang Fangfang used her foot to open the door and went inside with the clothes.

Dong Xuebing took a breath; his hands were full of clothes, making it difficult to free up a hand. He bent over, pressed the clothes in his hands with his chin, reached out with his other hand to grab the remaining pantyhose, and used four fingers to grasp her two pairs of high heels. He then turned around and struggled to open the door with his foot. However, the posture of pressing clothes with his chin was a bit awkward. The top layer of the large stack of clothes in Dong Xuebing's arms was Jiang Fangfang's lacy underwear. The silky texture of the fabric touched his chin, and the pattern on the panties even left an imprint on his chin. Occasionally, a woman's fragrance and the scent of laundry powder wafted into his nose.

Inside the room.

After putting down the clothes, Jiang Fangfang turned to look at him.

Dong Xuebing quickly raised his chin and straightened his back to avoid suspicion. However, this made it hard to keep the clothes he was holding stable, and they swayed as if they were about to fall.

"Watch out," Jiang Fangfang reminded.

"Oops." Dong Xuebing quickly took a step forward.

Jiang Fangfang also stepped up to help. "Give them to me."

In the end, four or five pieces of clothing still fell, and the high heels dropped. Dong Xuebing looked embarrassed, put the remaining clothes on the sofa, and quickly bent down to pick them up. Once inside, he spoke more cautiously, avoiding being too polite in case Jiang's mother overheard.

"It's okay."

"Let me pick them up."

"No problem."

Jiang Fangfang also squatted down to pick up the clothes.

Before, Dong Xuebing's attention had been focused on Jiang's mother, feeling nervous and trying not to reveal anything. Now that he had passed that hurdle, Dong Xuebing noticed Jiang Fangfang's appearance today. Maybe it was a bit cool on this cloudy day. She wore pure white stretch pants, almost like fitness pants. The pant legs were tucked into a pair of non-socks on Jiang Fangfang's bare feet, and she was wearing a pair of flat-bottomed high-heeled shoes. Her entire lower body was outlined very smoothly. When she turned around to pick up the high-heeled shoes lying on the ground, Dong Xuebing's gaze inadvertently swept into Jiang's neckline, and he even saw Jiang Fangfang's belly directly through the gap in her cleavage.

What kind of concept is this?

This gap is too loose.

If there were a bra to hold it tightly, it wouldn't be possible to see the belly. The only explanation is that Jiang Fangfang didn't wear a bra today, and her shirt was empty inside.

Dong Xuebing took a deep breath, and his heartbeat accelerated. Given Jiang Fangfang's position as the county head, he felt she couldn't possibly be so careless in dressing. She must pay attention to every aspect, so how could she go empty? That meant Jiang Fangfang might have worn only one or two sets of underwear while staying at her mother's house. She washed them yesterday, so she had nothing to wear today, forcing her to go empty.

Seductive.

Deadly.

Dong Xuebing suppressed his heartbeat and wanted to take another look. After all, the chance to see the Mayor, a beautiful woman, go empty was undoubtedly rare. Every glance was one less chance.

However, Jiang Fangfang had already picked up the clothes and stood up.

Dong Xuebing regretted it. He could only take a glimpse of her chest and casually picked up the last piece of clothing, standing up and placing it on the sofa, helping Jiang Fangfang tidy up together.