Chapter 1729


    "Eight o''clock.


    It''s already dark early.


    Chen Ying also bid farewell and left. Because this is the residentialpound with many colleagues, Dong Xuebing didn''t apany her downstairs to avoid suspicion. He only walked her to her doorstep. Listening to Chen Ying''s high heels cking down the stairs, he closed the door and walked back, sighing. He immediately took off the clothes that had just been kissed by the big star, picked them up, and nced at them. Hmm, the signature is lovely, and the imprint of red lipstick is also undeniable and a bit tempting. He took a deep breath and could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of the lipstick.


    This old ssmate.


    What does it mean exactly?


    Still kissing his own clothes cor.


    Dong Xuebing also felt ambiguous, coughed several times but still neatly folded the shirt t and stored it in the closet. Hmm, he felt a bit itchy on his neck. Dong Xuebing looked in the mirror and touched the area near the cor of his clothes. It felt a bit slippery and greasy, obviously residue from the lipstick. In the mirror, he saw Chen Ying''s kiss hadnded on his neck, and he was sweating. This was almost deadly for a buddy.


    Dong Xuebing felt highly restless. Suddenly feeling very itchy, he quickly washed his face in the bathroom before feeling slightly better. Damn.


    Out of cigarettes."Dong Xuebing returned to the bedroom to get it.


    He usually kept his cigarettes in the drawer. But as soon as he opened the drawer and took out a Zhonghua cigarette, Dong Xuebing''s eyes shifted to the bed in the bedroom.


    Pink.


    What''s that?


    Curiously, Dong Xuebing walked up and lifted a corner of the nket. Under the spread-out nket, there was a pink thermal autumn garment, without pants, just that one piece. Dong Xuebing was astonished. He couldn''t understand how this garment ended up under his nket. After thinking for a moment, he figured it out. Chen Ying must have left it on the bed and under the nket after taking off all her clothes earlier. When he came in and rified things, Chen Ying probably didn''t have the nerve to reim it hastily, so she left it covered by the nket. Her mind was elsewhere, and it was normal for her to put on other clothes.


    Dong Xuebing bent down and pulled up the pink autumn garment. After a moment''s thought, he even kissed it on the nose. Hmm, fragrant. At that moment, the image of Chen Ying standing naked in front of him a few hours ago shed through Dong Xuebing''s mind again. Too stimting.


    Sweat.


    What am I doing?


    Dong Xuebing quickly threw away the clothes. He didn''t have any improper thoughts about Chen Ying, this old ssmate, not even the slightest. That was impossible. She looked good, had a good figure and temperament, and was a well-known celebrity. Every aspect of her was attractive to Dong Xuebing. But he knew well that things couldn''t go this way. She was married, after all. Men might be somewhat lustful by nature. Almost all men are. Very few are not. But Dong Xuebing believed that judging whether a man is lustful should not be based on his thoughts but on his actions. If he could control himself and resist impulses, then it didn''t count. You couldn''t condemn someone just because of their thoughts. That would be a spiritual cleanliness and an overreaction, um, of course, Dong Xuebing wasn''t doing well in this regard. He didn''t think he was a gentleman, but at least he considered himself principled. For example, if he had done something with Chen Ying in the afternoon, the nature of it would have changed. He never engaged in such shady dealings.


    Immediately, Dong Xuebing called Chen Ying and said, "Hey, Chen Ying, um, have you left? Where are you now?"


    Chen Ying replied, "I''m in a taxi."


    Dong Xuebing hesitated, "Your autumn garment..."


    "What autumn garment?" Chen Ying was slightly puzzled."


    "‘Your autumn garment ended up under our bedspread,’ Dong Xuebing chuckled.


    There was a brief pause on the other end, and it sounded like Chen Ying was feeling around for something. ‘Oh? I forgot to put it on, hehe, sorry about that.’


    Dong Xuebing asked, ‘So what should I do with it?’


    ‘Just throw it away. I have several more at home,’ Chen Ying replied.


    Dong Xuebing hesitated, ‘I''ll keep it for now. You can pick it up when youe next time, and if you don''t want it, we''ll discuss it then.’


    Chen Yingughed, ‘Throw it away. I''m also afraid your wife might see it and misunderstand.’


    ‘It''s okay. She''s working in the South and doesn''t usuallye back,’ Dong Xuebing said, feeling this conversation was a bit intimate and blushing.


    ‘That works too.’


    ‘Okay, take care on your way.’


    ‘Sure, let''s meet up again when you''re free. We should gather our ssmates from our ss, too; it''s been so long since we''ve seen each other, and I miss them.’


    ‘Alright, you can arrange it.’


    ‘Okay, see you another day. Bye.’


    ‘Bye.’


    Dong Xuebing hung up and looked again at Chen Ying''s tempting autumn garment. He picked it up and stuffed it into the bottom of the closet, which initially smelled of disinfectant balls. However, the closet suddenly smelled fragrant as soon as the autumn garment was put in. He wondered if it was just psychological.


    Chen Ying.


    Chen Ying.


    Dong Xuebing immediately opened hisputer, went online, and searched for the movies Chen Ying had acted in. He copied and pasted the titles and briefly checked them out. Surprisingly, Chen Ying''s acting was excellent, and she had the style of a star. Although Dong Xuebing wasn''t very interested in these TV dramas and movies, Chen Ying found them quite enjoyable and lost track of time.


    Ring ring.


    Ring ring.


    The phone rang urgently.


    Dong Xuebing casually answered, ‘Hello, who''s this?’


    On the other end, Fang Wenping''s voice came angrily, ‘Do you know what time it is?’


    ‘Ah,’ Dong Xuebing checked the time and realized it was nearly ten o''clock. He pped his forehead, remembering he was supposed to pick up his daughter from Fang Wenping''s before eight, but he forgot. ‘Um, I just finished something, um, cough, I''ll go right away.’


    Fang Wenping said coldly, ‘If you can''t make it within five minutes, don''t bothering today.’


    ‘Oh my,e on, everyone has things to deal with. I''ming right away, is Qianqian alright?’ Dong Xuebing blinked.


    ‘With me, Qianqian is fine. Don''t make excuses. Come over immediately; I have something to discuss with you,’ Fang Wenping said coldly. ‘Stop talking nonsense. Come over quickly; there''s something I need you to handle.’


    Dong Xuebing was puzzled. Was there something Fang Wenping couldn''t handle herself? Did she need to involve him? Could there be some conspiracy?"