Chapter 1403: Under a quilt

Chapter 1403: Under a quilt

9 pm.

Outside Jiang's mother's house, the sky was already pitch black. The rain hadn't stopped much, still drizzling intermittently.

Dong Xuebing, dressed in a white lady's autumn clothes, hesitated and pushed open the bathroom door. He coughed and walked out slowly.

Jiang's mother looked over, "Xiaotao, finished washing?"

"Uh, Mom, all done." Dong Xuebing blushed.

Jiang Fangfang also looked at him and asked, "Is the water temperature okay?"

Dong Xuebing nodded, "Around forty degrees, quite comfortable."

Jiang Fangfang nodded, stood up, and said, "Okay, then I'll shower too. You chat with my mom for a while."

"Sure, you go ahead." Dong Xuebing saw no unusual expression on their faces after they saw his clothes, and he sighed in relief. He sat down on the sofa where Jiang's mother was.

Jiang Fangfang carried red autumn clothes and hollowed-out underwear into the bathroom. It was estimated that she took a bath and changed her underwear. She was practically not wearing underneath now.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Half an hour.

Jiang's mother kept chatting with Dong Xuebing. Dong Xuebing remembered what Sister Jiang had said; he mostly let the old lady talk and rarely interjected, fearing he might say something wrong.

After a while, the old lady seemed a bit tired and yawned.

Dong Xuebing blinked, "Mom, are you sleepy? How about you go to bed first?"

Jiang's mother glanced towards the bathroom, "This girl is doing everything slowly. It's been more than half an hour since she started bathing. I'm still waiting for her to bring me the medicine."

"Are you taking traditional Chinese medicine at night?"

"I am taking Western medicine at night."

"Then let me get it for you. After you drink it, you can go to bed early."

"Alright. Ask Fangfang where the medicine is. I can't remember."

Dong Xuebing listened to the sound of water in the bathroom stopping. Figuring she was almost done, he knocked on the door, "Fangfang, Mom is going to sleep. Where is the medicine?"

A voice came from inside. "Under the coffee table."

Dong Xuebing asked, "How many pills should she take?"

She replied, "Take one from each box of medicine. One is for high blood pressure, and the other is for Alzheimer's. Never mind. Wait for me to come out. I'm drying myself. It won't take long."

There was no sound in the room. It was quiet for several minutes.

Dong Xuebing couldn't fall asleep, looking at the woman's figure in front of the TV cabinet, facing him, and his heart was itching. Let's not talk about it. It seemed like Jiang Fangfang couldn't sleep either, tossing and turning, facing this side for a while, then the other side. Not surprisingly, Sister Jiang had suffered from insomnia for many years.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Huffing sounds.

Sister Jiang turned over again.

Dong Xuebing blinked, thinking about whether to read something to help her sleep.

Suddenly, there were subtle movements in the bedroom, followed by the sound of slippers and a soft step as if someone was stepping on something.

It was Jiangs mother.

The old lady was awake.

Was she going to the bathroom or getting a drink?

Listening to the noise, without asking, Dong Xuebing knew that the old lady was coming out.

Jiang Fangfang immediately turned her head. In the moonlight, Dong Xuebing saw Sister Jiang's faintly beautiful eyes and the opened quilt. "Xuebing."

"Ah."

"Come in quickly."

"Well, this"

"Hurry up, my mom is coming out."

Dong Xuebing got up in a hurry and hastily got off the sofa, and someone twisting the door from inside could already be heard. He didn't care much and, with a kick, rushed out, directly following the opened quilt and diving into Jiang Fangfang's warm and cozy bed.

A mature woman's fragrance hit him.

Dong Xuebing was overwhelmed by the fragrance, feeling a bit dizzy.

Jiang Fangfang gently rolled the quilt, tucking Dong Xuebing under the not-so-wide quilt. Her hand rested on Dong Xuebing's waist without moving. She closed her eyes and lay down on the pillow.

Dong Xuebing sweated, looking at Sister Jiang's stunning face so close. He put his head on the pillow, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Huff.

Huff.

Jiang Fangfang's breath sprayed on Dong Xuebing's face.