The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

Truth be told, Cong Duo was young and beautiful.

Normally, a woman like her would be swiftly taken under Chen Fang's wing without hesitation.

Yet, for some reason, he felt absolutely no interest in Cong Duo.

Especially since Chen Fang had pressed on Cong Duo's chest a few times and had not felt any cysts.

Unwarranted favors suggest ulterior motives.

Chen Fang knew well that no woman comes without a reason.

He withdrew his hand that Cong Duo was holding.

He said, "Vice Secretary Cong, I, Chen Fang, am of little talent and learning, it seems you still need to go to the hospital for an examination."

As soon as he said this.

Cong Duo understood what he meant.

She silently started to get dressed.

With displeasure on her face, she said, "Fine then, since Mayor Chen is unwilling to help, Cong Duo won't insist. You must be tired from just arriving today, Mayor Chen, you should rest early."

After saying that.

She turned and left the apartment.

That night.

The busy Chen Fang drifted into sleep.

Completely unlike the city.

In the wee hours, when night life just begins.

But in the town, it was completely different, silent to the ears.

On the balcony.

A figure climbed up.

Then landed steadily on the ground.

From the figure, it must be a woman, and judging from the swell of the chest, it must be Fang Mei.

Fang Mei gently pushed open the glass door of the balcony and entered the living room, looked around to make sure no one was there, then leaned on the bedroom door, listening carefully for a while.

Faintly, the sound of Chen Fang snoring could be heard from inside.

Only then did Fang Mei feel relieved.

She turned the doorknob of the bedroom as slowly as possible.

Making no sound at all.

Then, she quickly slipped into the bedroom.

The bedroom wasn't large.

A bed against the wall and a wardrobe.

At that moment, Chen Fang, wearing only his underwear, was sprawled across the bed, sound asleep.

Fang Mei frowned.

Her gaze settled on a small bag at the innermost part of the bed.

Chen Fang always carried that small bag with him.

After all, who sleeps with a bag on the bed?

Her heart leaped with joy.

It appeared that the item her brother was looking for was likely in that bag.

Although it was within reach.

Getting the bag proved challenging for Fang Mei.

To get the bag, she had to get on the bed, but one careless move might wake Chen Fang.

She knew she was no match for Chen Fang, and if he woke up, she probably wouldn't succeed.

Having come all this way.

She decided to try anyway.

Fang Mei took off her shoes.

One foot stepped onto the bed.

Perhaps due to uneven pressure, the bed made a creaking sound.

She startled.

Quickly withdrew her foot.

This path was blocked.

She turned around.

Sitting softly on the bed, indeed, this time the bed made no noise.

Turning her back towards the direction of the bag, she reached out, only to find her arm wasn't long enough, having tried several times without success.

Helpless.

Fang Mei gritted her teeth.

She got fully onto the bed and lay down next to Chen Fang.

At this moment, Chen Fang's body was only a few centimeters from hers.

Luckily, he was facing away from her, otherwise, she would have surely woken him up.

Now that she was lying down.

The length of her arm was sufficient.

She was just about to stretch out a hand to grab the bag.

Suddenly, Chen Fang moved.

Fang Mei quickly withdrew her hand and was about to get out of bed, but Chen Fang had already turned over, placing one hand directly on her chest.

Fang Mei was about to scream.

She looked closely.

In the darkness, Chen Fang's eyes were still closed, meaning he had merely turned over naturally.

She couldn't scream, couldn't move, or else she would be doomed.

Once she was certain of this in her mind, she covered her mouth and nose with one hand, afraid that even a slight breath would wake Chen Fang.

Just as she was thinking about how to extricate herself.

Chen Fang's unconscious hand wormed its way under her tight T-shirt, expertly peeling back the bra and began kneading the two large "bunnies."

"Is he awake?"

This was Fang Mei's instinctive thought.

Glancing sideways, Chen Fang's eyes were still closed, and he was even slightly snoring.

This guy, even asleep, was not well-behaved.

Although she was angry, Fang Mei dared not move.

She could only endure Chen Fang's groping hands.

Initially, she felt somewhat humiliated.

But as Chen Fang's hands continued their actions, inexplicably, deep inside, she began feeling something unusual.

Her heart swelled, and her entire body started to tingle.

It was like countless tiny insects were scratching at her heart.

The entire process lasted about five or six minutes.

Chen Fang's hand started to move slowly from her chest downward.

When it reached her lower abdomen, Fang Mei shut her eyes, constantly chanting inwardly, "Don't go down any further, don't go down any further..."

But prayers were useless.

The unconscious hand slid through the yoga pants' waistband.

When that magical hand passed through the dense thicket and finally landed on the lotus, Fang Mei felt a powerful electric current travel through her skin straight to her skull.

A warm current cascaded down her depths.

Under the most intense suppression of her consciousness.

Her body still couldn't help shivering.

Fortunately.

This "exploration" only lasted a minute or two.

Chen Fang turned over, his hand leaving the area between her legs and he turned his back to her again.

At that moment, Fang Mei felt a faint disappointment in her heart.

"The bag."

She suddenly remembered something.

She hurriedly looked towards the head of the bed.

The scene before her chilled her heart.

With Chen Fang's turn, his hand hung over the bag.

That meant, Fang Mei had no opportunity tonight.

Stealing the bag was hopeless, she would have to find another time.

She turned over, quietly got off the bed, and like when she arrived, left the bedroom and slid down the balcony pipe.

It was as if she was fleeing for her life.

Fang Mei, panting heavily, pulled open the driver's side door and climbed in.

Even after she closed the door, she was still gasping for breath, her chest heaving.

Scenes of Chen Fang touching her spun continuously in her mind.

"Sis, did you manage it?"

Fang Gui, upon seeing Fang Mei come in, quickly sat up and asked with concern.

"No, looks like we'll have to wait for another time,"

Fang Mei said.

Fang Gui gave a nod, suddenly furrowed her brow, and asked, "Sis, why are you panting so heavily, and why is your face so red?"

This question, wasn't it supposed to be Fang Mei asking Fang Gui on the way?

At that moment, Fang Mei felt a twinge of guilt and said, "Silly girl, I climbed down from the third floor, of course I'm tired."

"Oh."

Fang Gui seemed convinced and nodded.

Seeing her sister believed her.

Fang Mei also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fearing her thoughts may be seen through.

As their car slowly drove away.

They did not notice that on the balcony of Chen Fang's apartment, a person was standing.

A man dressed only in underwear.