Power and Wealth Chapter 1512: Placing his hand on the wrong place

Chapter 1512: Placing his hand on the wrong place

Next day.

Early in the morning.

The small town was quiet, and the sunlight after the rain was particularly bright, not too harsh, but gently pouring down, piercing through the wooden house windows, covering the two people on the solid wood single bed under the window.

Dong Xuebing yawned and opened his eyes slightly, groggily half-opening his eyelids to look at the wooden ceiling above him. It took Dong Xuebing a good while to fully wake up. Yesterday, he had driven a long way, carrying bags and umbrellas for Jiang Min. Finally, they had run in the rain for a long time. Dong Xuebing was exhausted all over, and he still felt uncomfortable sleeping. He probably could sleep for another two hours without any problem, but when he thought the sun was already s.h.i.+ning in, it was probably around six o'clock. He didn't plan to sleep anymore. When he was alone, it didn't matter. He was on vacation, so he could sleep as long as he wanted. But now Jiang Min was still beside him. He certainly—

Right!

Jiang Min!

Don't let yourself kick her off.

Dong Xuebing belatedly remembered that someone was next to him, and he also felt a soft touch on the fingers of his right hand. So he turned his head to look, and as soon as he did, Dong Xuebing was shocked, trembling in his right hand.

Jiang Min was still asleep, but she wasn't in the same position as last night. She was lying on her side facing him, the blanket only covering up to her waist, and her upper body's bathrobe was exposed. The deep cleavage caught Dong Xuebing's eye. As for himself, Dong Xuebing's body position was also different from last night. He was leaning slightly towards Jiang Min, and the most noteworthy thing was Dong Xuebing's right hand, which somehow ended up on Jiang Min's chest. The back of his hand was pressed against her left side, and one of his fingers was nestled in the cleavage of Jiang Min's b.r.e.a.s.t.s, submerged in it. Because Jiang Min's chest was too large, Dong Xuebing's finger was almost completely buried and couldn't be seen.

All buried in flesh.

Oh no,

When did it get in there?

Isn't this risking my life?

Dong Xuebing was quite scared, but he also knew that he didn't do it on purpose. In such a cramped bed, he was used to tossing and turning in his sleep, so his arm couldn't stay in one position all night. It was inevitable.

Luckily, Jiang Min didn't wake up.

Dong Xuebing breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously moved his right hand, afraid of waking Jiang Min and being discovered. He slowly pulled his ring finger out of her cleavage.

One centimeter.

Two centimeters.

Three centimeters.

Finally, the finger came out.

Dong Xuebing also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the lingering warmth and fragrance on his hand. It smelled good.

Perhaps his movement had also woken Jiang Min up.

"Mm."

"Are you awake, Teacher Jiang?"

"Why are you up so early?"

"Well, I just opened my eyes a few seconds ago."

"What time is it?"

"Not sure. The phone is on the table."

Jiang Min rubbed her eyes with her palm, then gently moved back a bit, pulling herself out of the covers and leaning against the headboard. When she lowered her head, she might have seen her bathrobe showing a lot of cleavage, so she naturally tightened the towel and pulled it up a bit. Then she reached for her gla.s.ses on the table and put them on. She pressed the phone and checked the time.

"Six thirty. Not bad, it's time to get up."

Dong Xuebing smiled, "No rush."

"Yeah, the clothes aren't dry yet, can't go out like this," Jiang Min said.

"Then you can sleep a little longer. I'll go get breakfast," Dong Xuebing said.

"I'm up too, but the clothes aren't hung up yet. They won't dry without some sun," Jiang Min yawned.

"You don't need to worry about it. You were tired from yesterday's activities. I'll hang them up," Dong Xuebing said, opening his blanket, getting out of bed, and putting on his slippers.

"Thank you for that."

"You're too polite. It's the least I can do."

"My legs are sore from all the running yesterday, and I need to take it easy."

"Alright, you stay in bed. We'll talk about it after breakfast arrives. You should rest a bit more."

Dong Xuebing wrapped his bathrobe around himself and headed out. He asked the staff to deliver two breakfast sets and then returned to the room. Jiang Min, who was still awake, was lying there reading a textbook on advanced mathematics. She probably always carried it in her bag rather than leaving in the car. This showed that Jiang Min was very dedicated to her profession. It's no wonder her former students liked her so much; dedication always pays off.

Dong Xuebing smiled as he entered the bathroom, grabbed his clothes and pants, and walked out. "You've been teaching for so many years. Do you still need to prepare for cla.s.ses?"

Jiang Min nodded. "Of course, society is always evolving, and we teachers need to keep up. It's been several years since you graduated. You don't know the current school environment. Reducing the academic burden is the trend now; students are influenced by society and tend to be more restless. It's not like when you were in school. So, as a teacher, how to make restless students pay attention and find high-level math interesting instead of just dealing with boring numbers is our job. You think teaching is just about reciting textbooks. That was twenty years ago. So, a qualified teacher needs to have solid professional knowledge and be good at teaching and communicating with students."

Indeed,

No job is easy.

Dong Xuebing hung his clothes by the window and then went back to the bathroom. Looking up, he realized that most of the clothes belonged to Jiang Min. His face flushed for a moment. Glancing at her underwear and bra, Dong Xuebing thought about asking Jiang Min about them but decided against it. Jiang Min always treated him like a child, so if he deliberately avoided this topic, it would be awkward. Therefore, he simply took off Jiang Min's s.h.i.+rt and pants and hung them up. Then, he took off her beige bra and underwear and the black stockings on the sink and went outside to hang them in the sunlight. He also opened the window to let in some fresh air and sunlight, speeding up the drying process.

The rain poured all night, and the clothes were still wet.

As they hung on the bed, some pants occasionally dripped water, splas.h.i.+ng onto Teacher Jiang's blanket.

Teacher Jiang looked up and simply closed her advanced math book, then got out of bed, saying, "I haven't washed up yet. You go ahead."

"You first."

"Alright, then I'll go first."

Teacher Jiang closed the door and went into the bathroom.

Dong Xuebing found a stool to sit on and looked at the swaying underwear awkwardly, feeling embarra.s.sed. It wasn't just Teacher Jiang's clothes; his underwear and socks were also there. Dong Xuebing had thin skin and always felt awkward about Teacher Jiang seeing them. Perhaps he respected Teacher Jiang too much, so he always wanted to show his best side to his teacher. Thinking about respect, he recalled the incident with his right hand pressed against her chest when he woke up just now, and he started coughing.

After was.h.i.+ng up, breakfast arrived.

Dong Xuebing and Teacher Jiang sat down to eat. There was a new male waiter this time, who glanced at the underwear and socks in front of the window several times with a strange expression.

Dong Xuebing glared at him, "What are you looking at?"

"Uh, nothing," the male waiter quickly closed the door and left.

Teacher Jiang criticized, "Why are you so angry?"

Dong Xuebing unhappily said, "He looked at your underwear. What kind of manners is that?"

Teacher Jiang calmly replied, "If he wants to look, we can't control other people's eyes. A person should be humble. The education I gave you guys seems to have been forgotten."

"I'm known for my humility."

"Hehe, I didn't see that, Teacher."

After lunch, with nothing else to do, Dong Xuebing started asking Teacher Jiang about math problems, reviewing the homework he had left behind.

It was noon.

Teacher Jiang asked, "Are the clothes dry?"

"I don't know, let me check," Dong Xuebing wiped his socks and underwear. "Almost."

"Teacher's clothes are dry," Jiang Min put away her book.

Dong Xuebing touched her pants and s.h.i.+rt again, "The s.h.i.+rt is okay, but the pants are still wet." Then he casually pinched the flesh-colored bra strap of Jiang Min and cleared his throat, "Um, your underwear is dry."

Jiang Min nodded, "Okay, let's go. It's almost noon, and they'll charge for another day if we stay past twelve. It's not worth it. Your underwear is dry; just wear it and change later in your car."

"Alright, I'll take them off for you."

"Okay, thank you."

"I'll change in the bathroom. You wait here."

Dong Xuebing took his clothes and went to the bathroom. After closing the door, he quickly changed. It had been quite a while, and he still felt the lingering sensation of Teacher Jiang's bra on his hand. The only thing he felt was that the underwire of Teacher Jiang's bra was too hard. With such a large cup size, he wondered if it was uncomfortable.

Knock, knock, knock.

Dong Xuebing knocked on the door from inside, "Are you done?"

"Almost," came Teacher Jiang's voice from outside.

"Alright, I'm coming out," Dong Xuebing pushed the door open and walked out.

Jiang Min sat on the bed, one leg bent as she pulled up the last pair of short black stockings onto her beautiful legs, wrapping her toes and soles bit by bit. Her posture was graceful, and her feet were beautiful.

"Are the pants okay?"

"They're not completely dry, but it'll do."

"Alright then, I'll go pay. Payment here is done upon checkout."

"No need. You treated me to dinner yesterday, so today it's my treat."

"Oh, come on, don't be polite with me. You've taken care of me for so many years. Now that I'm well-off, how can I let you pay? It's like you're looking down on me."

"What's wrong with letting a kid like you spend some money?"

"No, today you'll have to let the kid spend some money."

Jiang Min finished putting on her stockings, stepped into her women's leather shoes, and stood up.

Dong Xuebing, on the other hand, left first with his bag, settled the bill, and then walked out of the hotel with Jiang Min, who followed behind with a helpless expression, heading towards the direction of the Land Rover.