How bad guys are made

Chapter 575 Zhang Hanhan's Worries
"Huh—" Taking a deep breath, Zhang Hanhan also knew that it was not an option to waste time with Wendong. This bastard had nothing else but a lot of time, but he couldn't do it himself. Zhang Hanhan finally appointed him to stretch out his little hand and open the back door of the car to get in. Go in: "Okay, you are right in front, but you can't turn around, and you are absolutely not allowed to peek."

"Okay, I'll give you one minute, hurry up, my patience is limited." Wen Dong agreed without hesitation, and moved his body down to press his head on the car seat. He also knew that Zhang Hanhan was already sitting here. Her limit was reached, Zhang Hanhan would really lose her temper if she was forced again, and he would really have no choice but to think about it and feel speechless for a while, is this still his wife.

Seeing that Wendong turned his head and straightened his body obediently, Zhang Hanhan breathed a sigh of relief, observed again for a while and then looked out of the car shyly. Feeling uncomfortable, but at this time she didn't care about other things, Wen Dong said it was only for 1 minute, and once again made sure that she really didn't peek, so she quickly took out the clothes in the bag and changed...

Hearing the sound of changing clothes behind him, Wen Dong felt as uncomfortable as a kitten scratching——

"I, I changed it." When Wendong was admiring the decoration in Zhang Hanhan's car, Zhang Hanhan's small voice came from behind him, but before Wendong could say anything, Zhang Hanhan's angry exclamation came from behind him : "Wendong, what are you looking at again!"

"Ah? What are you looking at? I didn't look back." Wen Dong looked at Zhang Hanhan with puzzled eyes and said, but his tone was a little guilty.

"What didn't you look at? You were looking at the rearview mirror just now!" Zhang Hanhan stared at Wendong through gritted teeth, and he forgot about it. Wendong did not look back, but there is a rearview mirror in the car!Thinking of being seen by this guy when he was changing clothes just now, Zhang Hanhan blushed and had a heartbeat, but he was so angry that he wanted to kill this bastard.

"Oh, after you said that it was changed just now, I was afraid that you would test me, so I took a look at the rearview mirror. Damn, yes, there is a rearview mirror. Why didn't you remind me earlier."

"Wendong, you..." Looking at Wendong patting his thigh, he suddenly realized that he regretted it, as if he regretted that he really didn't look in the rearview mirror just now, but Wendong's expression was too realistic, and the more realistic Zhang Hanhan felt, the more he felt. I don't believe it, but now that the clothes are all changed, and my bastard husband is denying it all the time, I can't do anything about him.

"Drive, hurry up!" Zhang Hanhan simply didn't want to think about it anymore, and thought to himself, just look at it, since sooner or later he will belong to him anyway, so now he can only comfort himself like this.

"Okay——" Wen Dong bared his teeth and started the car. The excited look left Zhang Hanhan speechless for a while.

Wendong did look in the rearview mirror, but he did not lie just now, he saw it by accident, and the back of the car is so dark, although Wendong has the ability, but this reflection, the night market ability is naturally not enough, of course I didn't see anything, I just saw a vague outline, but just this outline made Wendong swallow for a while, thinking that his wife's figure is really getting plump——

The car drove out of the underground garage, turned on the lights in the car, and it suddenly became brighter. While driving, Wen Dong slightly raised his head and looked at Zhang Hanhan in the rearview mirror. I didn't pay much attention to it, but I was a little dumbfounded when I saw it now.

Even though he was used to the image of Zhang Hanhan as a goddess, he also felt his eyes brighten at this moment. Zhang Hanhan sat there dignified and elegant, wrapped in a slender and tight purple dress, which set off Zhang Hanhan's perfect figure, which became more and more sexy and mature, especially in front of her. The chest and the flat lower abdomen are outlined in a perfect or even exaggerated arc, and a pair of perfectly curved snow-white calves are exposed underneath...

And because I don't know if it's because I was ashamed or because I was angry just now, my face was slightly red, as if she was shy. At this time, Zhang Hanhan lost a little of the usual noble and elegant, but more of a feminine and sexy charm, as if falling into love. Like a fairy in the mortal world.

"Wendong, can you concentrate on driving? I don't want to lie down and go to the hospital." A woman's sixth sense is very sensitive. When Zhang Hanhan raised his head, he found Wendong looking at him through the rearview mirror. The straight look in his eyes made his heart beat faster again, so he hurriedly reminded him that now he was on his way to the hospital, but this guy was staring at himself in the rearview mirror playing hooligans, it was so annoying.

"Uh, okay, okay, don't worry about my skills." Wen Dong grinned awkwardly, but turned his eyes away to concentrate on driving. Zhang Hanhan snorted and was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned his head to look out the car window.

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Seven forty in the evening.

Water City Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"The patient's physique is very good. The reason for the cold and fever is because he is too tired and under too much psychological pressure. He will be fine after a few days of rest. I will prescribe you a medicine for cold and another medicine for invigorating Qi." An age An old Chinese medicine woman in her fifties took Zhang Hanhan's pulse and withdrew her hand, and said while looking at Zhang Hanhan's expression.

"Okay, thank you doctor, I'm sorry to trouble you." Wendong was relieved when he heard the Chinese medicine doctor say this, and he quickly thanked him with a smile, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart. Forget it, why are you still working so hard?stupid?

"Well, you're welcome." The Chinese medicine woman nodded, and looked up at Wendong: "Who are you to the patient?"

"Ah? I'm her husband." Wen Dong didn't know why the woman in Chinese medicine asked that question, so he gave her a strange look and said.

"Yeah." Seeing the doctor looking at her, Zhang Hanhan also nodded, but her face was slightly red. This should be the first time she admitted that Wendong is her husband in front of outsiders, which made her feel a little weird and shy.

"Oh, if this is the case, you should pay more attention to ensuring that your wife rests. It is best not to go to work for a few days, and to recuperate at home for a few days. Even if you have to work, you must control the time and amount, not too much. Tired. In addition, you'd better be with your wife and adjust your own rhythm of life, no matter how good your health is, you can't waste it carelessly." The Chinese medicine woman nodded, but finally said to Wendong, and reached out to support her reading glasses .

"Ah? Oh, I see, thank you." Wen Dong couldn't help but looked at the woman strangely, feeling a little confused, and didn't understand the meaning of her last few words for a moment.

"Well, the prescription is ready, you go and get the medicine." The Chinese medicine woman nodded without saying anything, and handed the medicine list to Wendong.

"Okay, thank you, thank you doctor."

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"What does this old woman mean? Especially her eyes seem strange that we are husband and wife. Don't we have a husband and wife look?" Walking out of the consulting room, Wen Dong rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, his tone was a little angry.

"I don't know, maybe it's temperament." Thinking about the strange eyes of the old Chinese doctor just now, especially when he looked at Wendong, Zhang Hanhan felt a little upset. Wendong is his husband, and no one can look down on him except himself. , but my husband is too irritating. Seeing that he is so angry that he has nowhere to vent his anger, Zhang Hanhan feels even happier and can't help feeling proud.

"Temperament? What kind of temperament? Don't tell me I have bad temperament?" Wen Dong pouted and gave Zhang Hanhan a weird look, and then quickly shut up. His wife's temperament is naturally incomparable, not to mention that she is as beautiful as a fairy, not to mention that she is dressed in purple fashion at this time The dress is elegant and luxurious, and it definitely has an imposing temperament, but Wen Dong is still dissatisfied, and said dissatisfiedly: "Although my temperament is not as good as yours, I am not a petty worker after all, right? Look at my famous brand, ten thousand yuan If you can't come down, no matter how you say it, it should be the temperament of an upstart."

"Puchi!" Seeing Wendong patted his clothes and complained, Zhang Hanhan was suddenly amused by his words, and covered his mouth and said, "Yes, the nouveau riche temperament is actually a bitch."

"What's wrong with the soil turtle, the soil turtle is still marrying Bai Fumei, isn't it?"

"Look how beautiful you are!"

The two talked while going to the pharmacy to get the medicine, but Wendong scolded the old Chinese medicine woman a lot along the way, but they were obviously wrong.

The biggest reason why this Chinese medicine woman was surprised that they were husband and wife was also because of them. After checking her pulse, the Chinese medicine woman obviously found that Zhang Hanhan was still a virgin, and Wen Dong's complexion was not very good, with a look of indulgence. How could they be husband and wife?Then there is only one possibility, Wendong has other women, which is also the reason why the old woman of Chinese medicine looked at Wendong not very well, but because she is a doctor, she naturally has no right to intervene in other people's family affairs, so she didn't point it out.

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"Ah, that's right..." The two of them had just walked around the corner and were about to go down the stairs when Zhang Hanhan suddenly yelled, almost terrified Wen Dong who was walking in front and rolled downstairs.

"What's the matter?" Wen Dong rolled his eyes and stared at Zhang Hanhan, wondering if this woman's brain is burnt out, why is she always startled?

"That..." Zhang Hanhan hurriedly turned his head to look around, found that no one was passing by, then turned his head to look at Wendong, and found that Wendong was looking at him, his face suddenly turned red, and he quickly lowered his head, But when she lowered her head, she seemed to see something that made her shy again, so she turned her head away quickly.

Wen Dong was stunned by Zhang Hanhan's series of actions, what happened to her?Something is wrong with your head?
"Well, does it still hurt there?" Just as Wen Dong was about to reach out to touch Zhang Hanhan's forehead, a shy and embarrassing question came from her lowered voice.

"Where? Where?" Wen Dong, who thought that Zhang Hanhan's head had a problem, didn't think much about it, and looked at her even more puzzled.

(End of this chapter)