How bad guys are made

Chapter 487 Shy He Qing

Being attacked from top to bottom, He Qingjiao let out a snort and instinctively wanted to break free, but she was no match for Wendong who had been prepared for a long time. The big hand placed on the bottom of her skirt suddenly raised her hand to wrap around her waist, and with a little force, He Qing's body, which was half lying on the edge of the bed, flew onto the bed with a coquettish cry, the slippers flew off, and the hem of the skirt was lifted up by Wen Dong's big hand.

"You, what do you want to do?" Originally, this kind of flirting between lovers was nothing, He Qing was just shy at most, but it can't work now, parents are still in the next room, watching Wen Dong press herself under her body He Qing couldn't hide the passionate emotion in her eyes, and He Qing was instinctively afraid.

"What do I want to do? What do you want to do? You came to my room early in the morning and kissed me secretly, don't think I don't know what you want to do." Wen Dong kneaded He Qing's soft ball with a big hand, Looking down at the blushing but frightened little face, I looked like I knew exactly what you wanted to do.

"You..." After being bitten back like this, He Qing had no words to refute. It was indeed him who secretly came to his room to kiss him. She was so angry that she couldn't speak, but the big mischievous hand in the nightdress made her There was a burst of softness and heat all over.

He Qing also has some doubts in her heart. Although she is a little eager for this aspect now, it stands to reason that yesterday's tossing will take at least three days to recover, but the heat on her body and the desire in her heart make her feel very puzzled, especially She could also clearly feel Wen Dong's firmness pressing on her body, which made her uncontrollable desire more and more.

But reason told her that it would definitely not work today.

"You, you let go, you let me go, my parents are still next door, not today." He Qing tried her best to suppress the impulse in her heart, her face turned red and feverish, and her voice trembled a little, as if begging for mercy.

"Grandma, I've been busy for half a night for you, I can't hold it anymore, don't worry, how old are uncles and aunts, even if they know, they won't mind." Wendong hehe-smiled.

"For me? You have been busy all night? What did you do last night?" He Qing was taken aback, not knowing what Wen Dong was talking about.

Wendong naturally treated her. He climbed into her bedroom in the middle of the night last night while He Qing was asleep, stimulating her sleeping point to make her sleep a little deeper, so he gave her acupuncture treatment. Naturally, she took off her clothes for acupuncture. It is most suitable, Wendong watched her white and tender body for most of the night last night, if he was not afraid that He Qing would be too tired to disturb her, Wendong would have been unable to resist the Fa-rectification first, and then healed her up.

But I didn't expect He Qing to come to the door by herself this early in the morning. We, He Damei, are really gentle and considerate, so there is no reason for Wendong to let her go.

In fact, Wen Dong did fall asleep just now, but he was very awake. When He Qing came to his room, Wen Dong woke up.
"Ah, no, not today..." He Qing struggled with a red face, trying to break free from Wen Dong's control, but unexpectedly, Wen Dong pulled the zipper on the back of her nightgown with just a 'chi' sound Come, she seemed to be very familiar with her struggling and twisting body, almost took off most of her nightgown, He Qing was suddenly startled, and exclaimed: "How do you know that my nightgown needs to be worn from the back?" untie?"

"Hey, I knew..."

"No, I can't, Wendong, please, I really can't, ah...uh..." He Qing blushed and struggled to beg for mercy, but within half a minute it turned into a suppressed moan...

However, Wendong also knew that He Qing's parents were here, so he couldn't be too presumptuous, especially He Qing's suppressed voice could not help biting the pillow in the end to prevent herself from making a sound. Although this gesture seemed more exciting, but Wen Dong couldn't bear to watch it, but he calmed down after tossing her for more than 40 minutes.

Until 06:30, He Qing got dressed and took a good rest before turning her head and staring at Wen Dong who was already dressed and sitting beside her with a smile on her face. Although she couldn't see much at this time, But the spring spirit between his brows still hasn't faded away, and the angry pouting look is very attractive.

"Don't worry, my uncle played chess with me until after twelve o'clock last night, they must not have gotten up yet." Wen Dong comforted with a grin.

"Then I'll go back and get dressed, and you'll come out later." He Qing snorted, ignoring Wen Dong's comfort, lowered her head and reached out to straighten the wrinkled nightdress again, took a breath, and then walked out slowly, quietly Opening the door, Wen Dong, who was creeping like a thief, laughed a lot behind him, and almost couldn't hold back to pick up this lovely woman and throw her on the bed to ravage her.

He Qing took a peek at the bedroom next door and found that the door was still closed. She breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest with her small hands, and looked back, only to find that Wen Dong had gotten up from the edge of the bed and followed her behind her.

"What are you doing with me?" He Qing gave Wen Dong an angry look and hummed.

"I want to pee."

"There are so many things, hold back for a while, I'll go first." He Qing rolled her eyes, and after hearing what Wendong said, she also wanted to go to the bathroom, so she snorted and walked out of Wendong's bedroom.

"Ah? Dad, Mom? Are you already up?" He Qing walked towards the bathroom cautiously in order not to disturb her parents in the next bedroom, but when she passed by the living room, she found that her parents had already woken up at some time. He was choosing vegetables on the sofa in front of the coffee table, and whispering something.

"Uncle and aunt." Wen Dong was also taken aback, but quickly greeted with a smile.

He Qing's face was flushed with embarrassment. Seeing how her parents looked like, she had been up for at least half an hour, and half an hour ago, she seemed to be in the bedroom with Wendong...

Thinking of this in her heart, He Qing was even more ashamed. She turned her head, blushed and stared at Wen Dong angrily, and cursed in a low voice, "Didn't you say that parents are still sleeping?"

"I, I guessed..." Wen Dong said awkwardly with a smile.

"You..." He Qing was almost pissed off. She gritted her teeth and gave Wen Dong a hard look. She wished she could pounce on the bastard and kill him. Now she can only hope that her parents didn't hear it. The sound insulation in the bedroom is good, and she It also suppressed the sound, although there is still a lot of movement...

"Hehe, you guys are waking up. You must be hungry. Go wash your hands and have breakfast later." Mother He smiled and nodded, but what she said made He Qing feel relieved. His eyes looked a little ambiguous anyway.

"En." He Qing didn't think too much about it, she quickly agreed, and walked away: "En? What do you mean?" Just after taking two steps, He Qing suddenly felt something was wrong—what does it mean to say, "you've got up, you must be up." Are you hungry? 'What's the meaning?
Seeing that He Qing suddenly stopped and looked at her, Wen Dong naturally knew what Miss He was wondering, and explained in a low voice: "Your parents must have seen us coming out of the same bedroom and thought you were going to make a bed, oh no, You woke me up."

Hearing Wendong's explanation, He Qing staggered and almost lay on the ground: "Go to hell!" He Qing was so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in. Looking at the indifferent Wendong, she became more and more angry and groaned. Humming and cursing, the little feet stomped on Wendong's feet angrily.

"Damn..." He Qing's foot was not light, and Wen Dong suddenly jumped up and down with a pain.

"What are you two tossing about again? You haven't had enough tossing in the morning..." Mother He saw her daughter and Wendong muttering there, and Lao Huai was relieved by the intimacy, but she didn't expect her daughter to step on it all of a sudden. Wen Dong kicked, and suddenly reprimanded unwillingly.

"Hehe, the older generation doesn't understand young people's affairs, so don't say anything useless." Father He said with a smile while picking vegetables.

"I..." He Qing was about to die of embarrassment when she heard her parents singing together, especially what her mother said. No matter how she heard it, she felt that they already knew what happened this morning. , turned around and walked to the bathroom angrily.

Naturally, Wen Dong was embarrassed to stay here and face He Qing's parents, and hurriedly followed with a smirk, but he didn't expect that He Qing, who was walking in front, closed the door all of a sudden, and Wen Dong almost bumped his nose accidentally. .

"Hehehehe." Wendong was blocked from the door, seeing He's father and mother looking over curiously, Wendong stood at the door and smiled awkwardly again.

Mother He smiled, and felt that the young couple was getting more and more interesting, and she felt relieved a lot. Before, she was worried that Wendong would bully her daughter if he worked well, but now it seems that she was worrying too much. Wendong, this young man Holding her own daughter is not ordinary coquettish, she is obviously giving way to Qingqing, this is the first time she has seen her daughter in such a young girl's posture in these years, she has forgotten how long it has been since the joy and happiness on her little face I haven't seen it.Especially the young man Wen Dong, who has such a high status in the company, but after getting along with him, he found that he didn't have the arrogance of the high-level people at all, and he was approachable, and Mother He was very happy.

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After breakfast, He Qing and her mother cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen. When she came out, she found that Wen Dong and her father were busy with work again—playing chess.

Is this thing so fun?He Qing was speechless.

He Qing looked at the time, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, and couldn't help urging: "Aren't you going to work yet? I'll take my parents to the station in a while, and I've already asked for leave."

Wendong seemed to be aware of the time just now, nodded and said: "I will see my uncle and aunt with you, no need to take the car, I will go to your house, I have already agreed with my uncle."

"Ah? Go to my house?" He Qing was startled, and looked at her father in surprise, not knowing when they had agreed.

"Since you are all willing, then let Xiaodong come and sit at our house." Father He nodded lightly.

"Can……"

Father He frowned, and said to He Qing: "Clean up your things with your mother, we finish this game, don't disturb."

(End of this chapter)