Power and Wealth

Under the moonlight.

In the courtyard.

Zhang Longjuan was soaking in the steaming wooden tub, smiling seductively at Dong Xuebing and boldly beckoning him with her hand.

"Come."

"Cough, cough."

"Hurry up."

"Uh, okay then."

"Haha, that's more like it."

"I'm coming over. You turn around while I take my clothes off."

Zhang Longjuan turned her head back, continuing to stroke her fair legs under the moonlight.

Dong Xuebing took off his shirt, looked at her figure, and glanced around. Then he reluctantly took off his pants and socks. This old fox, Dong Xuebing, was wholly defeated by her. This was the demeanor of the old Sister Zhang. Shameless to the extreme. Since Dong Xuebing made her younger by five or six years earlier, Zhang Longjuan had beceven more shameless. Her words were so coquettish. How old was she? Look at her tone, pretending to be young. She was getting carried away.

But the reward was not bad.

It had been long since anyone had rubbed Dong Xuebing's back.

After undressing, Dong Xuebing packed shampoo, shower gel, towels, and other things, moved a small stool nearby, and put them on it. Finally, feeling awkward, he walked up to the wooden tub and glanced at Zhang Longjuan's smooth back as she leaned against it, swallowing hard.

"Done."

"Mmm."

"Cin, make sroom for yourself."

Zhang Longjuan didn't turn her head, just leaned aside.

The tub wasn't large, but it wasn't small either. Fortunately, Dong Xuebing was thinner than Zhang Longjuan, so he didn't need too much space. With a cough, he stretched his legs and stepped into the tub. When his feet touched the water, a warm sensation penetrated his soles, spreading upwards and warming his whole body instantly, causing Dong Xuebing to shiver unconsciously. It felt so good. Then he sat down, and as he squeezed in, the water level rose continuously until it overflowed out of the tub with a splash.

The water was hot.

It warmed Dong Xuebing all over.

But after a moment of comfort, Dong Xuebing felt uncomfortable again. The main reason was that a naked old fox was next to him. Strictly speaking, if we didn't consider the load-bearing capacity of the tub and only considered the space, this tub could probably fit three people. But it was still only three people. So, inevitably, there would be sphysical contact when squeezing in. Dong Xuebing and Zhang Longjuan sat diagonally across from each other. Dong Xuebing tried to pull his legs in and lean against the back, but he couldn't avoid touching Zhang Longjuan's soft flesh underwater. For example, his foot seemed to be squeezed into a fat mass. It was too dark to see clearly, but judging from the position of the body, it should be Zhang Longjuan's buttocks. As he lifted his foot to avoid it, his knee accidentally touched Zhang Longjuan's thigh.

There was no way to separate them.

In the end, Dong Xuebing didn't care anymore. He cleared his throat and just went with it.

"Are you done?" Zhang Longjuan looked at him and smiled. "Haha, turn around."

Dong Xuebing said politely, "Uh, actually, there's no need for a back rub. It's not appropriate."

Zhang Longjuan smiled and kicked his butt underwater. "Stop talking nonsense. Turn around."

"Okay, okay." Dong Xuebing had no choice but to turn around, facing away from Zhang Longjuan.

Next second, soft hands appeared on Dong Xuebing's back, rubbing gently. Dong Xuebing felt incredibly comfortable. After a while, the hands massaged his shoulders and head, adding to the pleasure. Dong Xuebing couldn't help but squint his eyes with contentment. He reached for the cigarette box on the nearby chair, took one out, lit it, and started humming a tune, completely relaxed.

"This is too luxurious."

"This is too indulgent."

But Dong Xuebing was thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Look at how happy you are," cSister Zhang's laughter from behind.

Dong Xuebing coughed, "You've been orderingaround all day, so when I finally order you, it feels good. Gotta make the most of it."

"Is it like this?" Sister Zhang asked.

"Yes, exactly," Dong Xuebing replied.

"Now you're acting like a boss," Dong Xuebing felt a pat on his head, "But who made you achieve something today? So I am serving you."

Dong Xuebing floated with delight, "Yeah, it feels great."

The female voice behind him continued, "There's an even better way to feel comfortable. Do you want to try?"

"Of course," Dong Xuebing reflexively replied.

"Good, lean back," Zhang Longjuan said.

Then Dong Xuebing's head was pulled back a bit by two hands, and suddenly, his head sank into a soft and elastic surface. He was stunned for a moment, wanting to turn his head to see, but the hands massaging his scalp held his head in place. It dawned on him that Sister Zhang used her chest as his pillow. It felt like lying on a cloud of cotton. Since they were facing the sdirection and the tub was not very big, Dong Xuebing could feel the delicate touch on both sides of his waist, obviously clamped by Zhang Longjuan's thighs. It was so comfortable and alluring that it was beyond words.

The hands continued massaging his head. With each movement, Dong Xuebing's head sank deeper. With selasticity, it bobbed up and down like on a roller coaster ride—exciting and addictive.

Dong Xuebing was so pleased that he forgot to extinguish his cigarette. When he felt the heat on his hand, he shivered and threw the butt into the tree pit far away. He quickly rinsed his hand in the water. However, as soon as he let go, a few fingers on his right hand plunged into a patch of flesh, presumably Sister Zhang's thigh. Dong Xuebing's mind spun, slightly intoxicated by Sister Zhang's charm.

This demon was something.

"Is it comfortable?" Sister Zhang asked.

"Yes, yes, especially comfortable."

"Do you like this reward?"

"Yes, I do."

"Look at your face. You look so pleased," Sister Zhang chuckled.

"Well, this is comfortable. Why wouldn't I be pleased?"

The courtyard was filled with ambiguity; being outdoors only heightened this feeling.

Suddenly, noises were heard outside the courtyard, followed by a knocking sound. A middle-aged man's voice was, "Director Zhang, are you there?"

Dong Xuebing was startled and whispered, "Who's that?"

He was a bit nervous because this scene was not suitable for others to see.

But Zhang Longjuan was very generous, "It's someone from my company." Then she told the person outside, "Old Lu, what's the matter? It's late."

The middle-aged man outside replied, "I called you, but no one answered, so I cto check on you."

Zhang Longjuan responded casually, "hehe, I'm taking a shower, and my phone is in the room. I probably didn't hear it. I can't cout right now. What's the matter?"

The man outside said, "That's it. Mr. Chen from the trading company wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow at noon. What do you think?"

"Mr. Chen?" Without hesitation, Zhang Longjuan replied, "Cancel it. Tell him I've made plans with someone else. That old guy has sshady business dealings, and I don't want to work with him."

The man outside responded, "Alright, I understand."

"That's settled then. I plan to sleep in tomorrow. Please don't disturb me. Handle any issues yourselves," Zhang Longjuan asserted.

"Okay, rest early then. I'll take my leave."

Shortly after, the engine started, and the car drove away.

Dong Xuebing asked, "Did you move your business back to China?"

Zhang Longjuan chuckled, "Yes, I did. There are more opportunities to return to China now. You'll get to see your sexy and beautiful Sister Zhang more often. Are you happy?"

"You're just bragging."

"Haha, your Sister Zhang doesn't need to brag. I'm not only sexy and beautiful, but I'm also younger now."

"..."

"By the way, can I get even younger?"

"How much younger do you want to be? Further massages won't have much effect and will take a long time. Don't think about it in the short term."

"Never mind, I'm already satisfied. The more I think about it, the happier I get. When I see my subordinates the day after tomorrow, they won't know what to make of it when they see their beautiful boss suddenly looking much younger. They'll probably be dumbfounded."

"Definitely."

"Give Sister Zhang another kiss."

Zhang Longjuan twisted his shoulder, making him turn around, and Dong Xuebing hesitated momentarily before turning around to face her. They sat face to face in the tub, and Dong Xuebing took her in his arms and kissed her, this ton the mouth, holding her with his mouth. Zhang Longjuan smiled as they kissed, but she seemed more enthusiastic than Dong Xuebing, applying more force.

Smack.

Smack.

She kissed Dong Xuebing's lips and took his tongue into her mouth. Finally, she wrapped her legs around Dong Xuebing's waist.

Unable to resist any longer, Dong Xuebing reached out and grabbed her left buttock, wanting to pull her down to taste Zhang Longjuan's flavor truly.

But Zhang Longjuan chuckled, patting his butt, "Stop it, you want your Sister Zhang, huh? You haven't even grown all your hair yet."

Dong Xuebing retorted, "Who hasn't grown all their hair?"

"Hehe, alright, that's enough. We're almost done washing up. Let's go." Zhang Longjuan seemed to have no further intentions. She stood up.

Dong Xuebing couldn't understand her attitude. He was stuck in an awkward position, neither moving forward nor retreating. But if she wasn't willing, he couldn't say anything. It was embarrassing.

Dong Xuebing also prepared to get up and leave.

But as Dong Xuebing moved, Zhang Longjuan's foot suddenly tripped over his, and her body leaned to the side. Just as she was about to get up, she plopped back into the water with a splash. Dong Xuebing quickly reached out to catch her, but Zhang Longjuan's buttocks coincidentally landed heavily on Dong Xuebing's legs.

Plop.

Then everything fell silent.