Chapter 1680

Chapter 1680

"Houhai.

It was already dark.

Looking at the watch, it was already past ten o'clock.

The taxi sluggishly stopped at the entrance of an alley. There were cars parked inside so that they couldn't go any further. Dong Xuebing rubbed his throbbing head, paid the fare, and then turned to shake Fang Wenping, who was sleeping there. She didn't budge, so he gave her a hard shove, but still, she didn't stir.

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'...'

'Wake up, we're here.'

'...'

Fang Wenping remained motionless, still asleep.

Dong Xuebing clenched his fists in frustration, then grabbed her ankle and pulled her forcefully out of the car. Thud! Her high heels slipped from his hands, and as he dragged her, the friction between her long skirt and the taxi seat caused the hem of her dress to rise gradually, revealing her two legs wrapped in black stockings. Dong Xuebing couldn't help but glance, which made him cough. Seeing the driver sneak a peek through the rearview mirror, Dong Xuebing quickly grabbed the hem of her dress to prevent it from riding further. Thankfully, she didn't expose herself. Then he stooped down to pick up the coffee-colored high heels from the ground and hurriedly put them back on her feet. After that, he lifted her arm and pulled Fang Wenping out of the taxi. The taxi then made a U-turn and drove off.

Fang Wenping was heavy.

At least 120 pounds, quite plump.

Dong Xuebing was also quite drunk today. His steps were already unsteady, and supporting this drunken, curvy woman made it even harder for him to stand.

Step by step, Dong Xuebing struggled to walk with her toward his courtyard.

Fortunately, it was already very late, and few people were in the alley. Those passing by were mostly riding bicycles, and no familiar neighbors were around. Otherwise, dragging a drunk, beautiful woman back home in the middle of the night, even if she was a bit older, would invite gossip. Dong Xuebing couldn't explain, and he didn't want to explain, so he tried to quicken his pace, hoping not to encounter anyone he knew.

They arrived at the quadrangle.

Dong Xuebing let out a sigh of relief. With one hand dragging her and the other searching for the keys, finding them took him a while. He quickly opened the door, pulled Fang Wenping inside, and didn't even bother to lock the door. He just kicked it shut with his foot, then struggled to push Fang Wenping inside.

In the northern room.

Finally, they arrived.

Dong Xuebing threw Fang Wenping onto his big bed and then sat beside it, panting heavily. He was sweating profusely.

What's this?

I ended up taking care of her.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Dong Xuebing angrily took out his phone again and called Xie Ran and Fang Shuiling, wanting to give them a piece of his mind.

But it was still off.

Both were still off.

Damn it, you two left so carelessly, leaving me to deal with the mess!

Dong Xuebing couldn't help but look down at Fang Wenping on the bed. He patted her arm, 'Hey, Fang, I'm telling you, stop pretending to be dead. Wake up and go home by yourself.'

Fang Wenping lazily turned over, 'Mmm.'

Dong Xuebing was annoyed, 'I'm exhausted from all this, and you're sleeping so soundly.'

In front of him were Fang Wenping's exposed two beautiful legs in black stockings, almost from the roots of her thighs to her ankles. The skirt must have ridden up to her buttocks during her tossing and turning, revealing her plump and smooth thighs completely. The black stockings wrapped around her buttocks, and the slightly darker panty line could be seen through the stockings. The edge of the panties was faintly visible, indicating a hint of the color of the underwear. It was dark outside, and the stockings were black, so it was hard to see clearly, but it was probably white underwear.

Still white underwear?

At her age?

What are you pretending to be young for?

Dong Xuebing muttered a curse in his heart, but his eyes stubbornly stared at her lower body, unable to move away."

"This woman...

Well, I have to admit, her thighs are really beautiful.

Hmm, her buttocks aren't bad either, quite full.

Hey, what am I doing? Am I sick or something?

Dong Xuebing shook his head and quickly averted his gaze. He was extremely tired now, feeling so dizzy that he could collapse at any moment. He wanted to deal with things here quickly. Seeing that Fang Wenping's high heels had almost dirtied his bedsheet and blanket, he frowned and had no choice but to bend down to remove her shoes. He threw one heel on the floor, and the other rolled under the blanket. Dong Xuebing searched under the blanket for a while before finding it and tossing it under the bed.

Fang Wenping turned over and mumbled a few times, "Mmm."

But as she turned over, her clothes faced Dong Xuebing directly. A foul stench of vomit hit him in the face, almost making him gag. It was so disgusting; the entire room was filled with the odor emanating from her clothes.

Dong Xuebing grabbed her sweater without hesitation, pulling it off her neck in disgust.

Her bra was exposed.

A simple white bra caught his eye.

But Dong Xuebing didn't even have the heart to look anymore. He suppressed his disgust, threw her sweater on the chair, and then pulled her over onto her back. With a swift motion, he untied her long skirt from her waist and tossed it onto the chair.

Too dirty.

Disgusting.

Dong Xuebing reached over to open the window for some fresh air. After airing out the room and removing the smell, he closed the window and finally dared to take a deep breath.

Now Fang Wenping was only wearing her underwear and black stockings, nothing else.

Dong Xuebing didn't have any appreciation for her appearance at this moment. He found his head getting heavier and feeling a bit nauseous. The alcohol was starting to surge back up.

It's going to be bad.

Can't handle it anymore.

Dong Xuebing wanted to crawl to another room to sleep, but his steps were becoming unsteady. He glanced sideways and saw Fang Wenping lying at the head of the bed. The bed was large, leaving two-thirds of it empty. Dong Xuebing kicked off his slippers, bent down, and crawled to the foot of the bed, avoiding her. Then he lay down sideways near the foot of the bed, using some of the blankets from Fang Wenping's feet as a makeshift pillow.

A few seconds passed.

A few more seconds passed.

A faint snoring sound began to emerge.

Almost the moment Dong Xuebing closed his eyes, he fell asleep. He was just too exhausted."