How bad guys are made

Chapter 532 The Aggrieved Zhang Hanhan
Zhang Hanhan suddenly felt wronged, never felt wronged before, she knew that no matter whether it was engagement or marriage, the husband-wife-life-life is definitely not what she and Wendong are now, but who is to blame?Blame yourself for not giving him your body?That's why he went out to flirt?There should be a reason for this, but even so, it shouldn't be such a betrayal, right?Didn't you tell him that you will get used to it slowly?He promised to be his wife, so he couldn't help it?

Zhang Hanhan lowered her head silently, thinking of breaking up in her heart, she was engaged to Wendong, but she didn't get a certificate, maybe, she really wasn't suitable for him...

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Today was busy until very late again, the heartless Wendong was tired but happy, because he was with Lin Xiaoxi—recording songs?
Yes, after the meal, Wendong came up with another idea, that is to record a few more singles and post them on the fashion music website. Although Lin Xiaoxi's "Small Skirt" is very nice, but there is only one song too little, since The concert is about to be held, so her own single is a good means of publicity. As long as more people hear more of her songs, more people will like her and become her fans.

Then Wendong himself is not idle, since everyone is so willing to spread rumors and exaggerate the facts, then he also sings a few songs, and the CEO of Fashion Style will release a new song?Is this a good topic to be discussed?Make a noise, make a noise!
It's just that the songs Lin Xiaoxi sang are not enough, so Wen Dong is busy writing a few songs for her. Song writing is a matter that requires inspiration, and sometimes it may not be possible to write a song for a few months. Songs, sometimes you can write a very good song in one day, although Lin Xiaoxi is also writing, but the time is obviously too late, and Wendong is easy to write songs, there are too many good songs in my world , Lin Xiaoxi's voice is good, and her singing is no worse than the original singing, even better.

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This busy is a full two days.

It was another busy night today. It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when Wendong returned to Cuiliuyuanju Villa. He thought that Zhang Hanhan had already slept and rested because of the intense work these days, but he didn't expect to come to the second floor. It was discovered that Zhang Hanhan was concentrating on reviewing the documents on the open-air balcony on the second floor.

"It's so late and you're not going to sleep, are you reviewing documents?" Wen Dong went to the bathroom to wash his face, and while stretching into the study, he saw Zhang Hanhan sitting on the chair in a comfortable and loose nightdress, Wen Dong He hurriedly moved over with a hippie smile and glanced at the documents on the table, but Zhang Hanhan's expression was obviously a bit haggard. Although he was still dignified and elegant even in a nightdress at home, he looked extremely tired. Obviously, in order to make up for the vacancies of a large number of layoffs in the past few days The development of new projects and other messy things took a lot of effort, which made Wendong a little distressed.

"Well, I'll be done in a while. If you're tired, go to bed early." Zhang Hanhan wasn't surprised when he saw Wendong. He just looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued working.

This made Wendong look at his wife wondering for a while. If he wanted to say that because of the rumors spread by the navy in the past two days, he and Lin Xiaoxi were noisy on the Internet. Although his wife was busy, he didn’t know why No one believed it, but Zhang Hanhan didn't say a word, which made Wendong feel weird for a while.

Looking at Zhang Hanhan's graceful and luxurious face silently again, Wendong finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Then, wife, don't you have anything to say?"

"Say? Say what?" Zhang Hanhan turned his head and gave Wendong a strange look.

Seeing the puzzled look on Zhang Hanhan's face, Wendong twitched her mouth, feeling that something was wrong, the more calm she was, the more frightened Wendong became, and he tentatively said: "Aren't you going to say something to me? Rebuke me? "

"Teaching? What are you training? Telling you not to mess around outside?" Zhang Hanhan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wen Dong, then snorted and dropped his pen, leaning comfortably on the seat and looking at him with a half-smile.

"I, you, you all know it, haha, and then..." Wen Dong dared not look into Zhang Hanhan's eyes, he looked embarrassed and smirked.

"Then what?"

"Honey, let's not do this, okay? Don't play charades. You can scold if you want, and you can do it." Wendong looked at Zhang Hanhan with a mournful face. The face-saving CEO must be very angry, but because he is busy with the concert, he leaves early and returns late every day. Thinking about Wendong, he feels wronged for his wife.

"Hit you, I'm afraid it will hurt your hands." Seeing Wen Dong's crying face, Zhang Hanhan's mouth curled up, feeling a little proud, but she wasn't angry anymore, if she was really angry, she would have died of anger.

"Then, what do you mean, let me beat myself?" Wen Dong asked with a smirk.

"Good idea." Zhang Hanhan's eyes lit up.

"Damn!" When Wen Dong heard this, he almost couldn't hold back and really slapped himself. Let's really hit him. It's better not to be despised if you don't hit hard, but if you hit hard, you're afraid of pain.

"Wife, I was wrong, why don't you hit me, so you can relieve your hatred?" Wen Dong asked with a cheap smile.

"Don't tell me, am I afraid that my hands will hurt? You can hit yourself. I'll do it right here." Zhang Hanhan stretched out his hand and picked up a booklet, leaning comfortably on the wicker chair while looking at it casually.

"I, but I can't do it..."

Hearing this, Zhang Hanhan almost couldn't help being amused by the corner of Zhang Hanhan's mouth, but he still suppressed it. He must not laugh at this time. Wen Dong is definitely the kind of guy who pushes his nose and face. As long as he smiles, then He must have thought that it was all right, that he could have a harp on.

"Then you hit me, anyway, it's just a sound, isn't it?"

"I..." When Wen Dong heard this, he almost knelt on the ground in fright: "You are my wife, how can I bear it?"

Seeing this guy licking his face and smiling apologetically, Zhang Hanhan groaned in his heart because there was nothing he could do about him, but he snorted angrily: "I'm afraid my hands will hurt when I hit you, and I don't even bother to scold you, so you're still stuck here What are you doing?"

"I, you don't go back to the room to sleep, how can I rest?" Wen Dong pouted, with a pitiful expression on his face.

"Puchi!" Knowing that this guy was pretending to be pitiful again to win his sympathy, Zhang Hanhan was still amused all of a sudden, seeing Wendong licking his face when he smiled, Zhang Hanhan quickly turned his face cold , snorted and said: "I don't care about your affairs, and I don't bother to care about them. Dad already knows about this rumor. Let's go home tomorrow and see how Dad handles it."

"Ah?" Wen Dong was startled when he heard it, and he almost sat down on the ground in fright. Before, he was worried about whether his wife would be angry and how to punish him, so he forgot about his cheap old man. To say that Zhang Wending was once the leader of the water market. Although he has withdrawn from the underground world these years, his eyes and ears are still well-informed. .

But why did the old man take so long to find himself?Storing up anger and waiting to explode?

Seeing that Wen Dong's face turned pale with fright, Zhang Hanhan simply ignored him, and couldn't help but feel complacent, and let his father beat the bastard to death, so he didn't give him a good face when he read quietly.

Seeing a moment of silence nearby, Zhang Hanhan glanced at Wen Dong for a while, and saw that he seemed to really know that he was wrong, and stood quietly by the side, looking really pitiful.

Zhang Hanhan sighed in his heart, why did he fall in love with such a guy? Although he couldn't help but feel annoyed when he thought of this bastard these days, but seeing him now, he couldn't hate him at all. The matter of breaking up was directly forgotten.

"Here..." Zhang Hanhan glared angrily at Wen Dong, who was obediently admitting his mistake, and finally couldn't help turning around and stretched out a leg to put on his leg.

"What, what are you doing?" Wen Dong seemed to have been taken aback by this action of his own. He probably thought he was going to kick him, so he almost stood up in shock and did not throw Zhang Hanhan out of the wicker chair.

"What are you talking about? Rubbing my legs, I'm tired." Zhang Hanhan glared at him and said angrily.

"Ah, oh." Wen Dong was immediately happy when he heard it. Did his wife forgive him?That's right, if you want to say how thin-skinned Zhang Hanhan is, Wendong has a deep understanding. It's really impossible for her to take the initiative to forgive herself, so he let him rub her legs and give him a chance?
Should I be grateful?

Although Wen Dong was a little weird in his heart, he quickly reached out and pressed his wife's white and tender legs, and gently massaged them skillfully.

Looking at Wen Dong's silly look, Zhang Hanhan felt nothing, but when his big hands full of heat covered his legs, Zhang Hanhan's legs on his lap still trembled instinctively, wanting to resist, but very He quickly gave up on this method, simply stopped looking at him, stretched his waist, simply moved his buttocks and almost half-lyed on the wicker chair, and started reading with his hands holding the document.But this series of seemingly random movements is full of sexiness and tenderness in Wendong's eyes, especially because the movement of her buttocks makes the skirt around her legs roll up a little bit more. From this angle, you can see Zhang Hanhan's almost snow-white legs without any stockings, especially the skin on the thighs, which is as delicate and smooth as a baby and as if washed with milk. Ying perfect arc.

From the very beginning, Wendong praised his wife's legs that can make supermodels feel ashamed. These words do not contain moisture at all. Whether it is fair skin or slender and well-proportioned, even the pair of white and tender feet are full of sexy If people with foot fetishes saw the taste, they would definitely want to swallow it in their stomachs. Even if Wen Dong didn't have this habit, he couldn't help hugging the pair of feet and kissing them all the way. Well, the key is the legs.

But Zhang Hanhan, who focused on the document in his hand, didn't notice Wen Dong's malicious gaze in front of him. After stretching, he found a comfortable posture and simply put his head behind the wicker chair , closing her eyes, was actually enjoying Wendong's gentle massage, she was not defensive at all, maybe she felt that Wendong would not take advantage of her, or maybe it was because of the relationship between the two of them, after all, she was almost raped before. He ate it, massaged his legs, nothing.

(End of this chapter)