How bad guys are made

Chapter 699 Milk Tea Tastes Good
Zhang Hanhan was kissed forcibly, and under the panic, his head finally had a sliver of clarity. He beat Wendong's shoulder vigorously with his small hands, and finally pinched Wendong directly when he saw that the beating was not enough.

Wen Dong's body trembled in pain, but the strength of holding her was stronger, almost melting her into his own body. In the end, it was not known whether Zhang Hanhan's body was weak or Wen Dong's strength was too much. The child fell on the sofa.

Wen Dong's forceful kiss came so quickly and violently that Zhang Hanhan didn't have any time to dodge or react.

"Hmm..." Sensing that the bastard's body was pressing on him, especially a big hand covering his waist, Zhang Hanhan was terrified, and made another vague sound from his mouth, and his white teeth opened immediately. Immediately afterwards, he felt a soft thing get into his mouth.

This bastard is too heavy, Zhang Hanhan sadly found that as long as he was hard on him, he had nothing to do with him, the last trace of clarity told her that this bastard seemed to want to rape herself——

Wendong skillfully wrapped up the lilac tongue in Zhang Hanhan's fragrant mouth to prevent her from dodging, only listening to her indistinct nasal voice and hot nose sprinkled on her face, the fragrance of her mouth sprayed on her face The fiery breath on the ground made him more and more confused.

The hasty kiss lasted for nearly 10 minutes, and Wendong didn't stop until Zhang Hanhan's breath became heavier and heavier, as if he was about to suffocate. Youxin's long eyelashes trembled uneasily...

Wendong was amused and tenderly admiring the pretty face that was close at hand. The small mouth under Qiong's nose was still slightly open at this moment, and she was breathing quickly. The ruddy small mouth became more pink now , extremely sexy...

Wen Dong couldn't help lowering his head and kissed her lightly again on her small mouth, and then he clearly noticed that Zhang Hanhan's eyelashes trembled even more.

She came back to her senses, but she still closed her eyes tightly as if she didn't dare to look at herself. She was shy, because she clearly knew that she was emotional just now, so she didn't dare to face herself.

this woman...

"Wife, you're emotional." After kissing her little mouth again, Wen Dong straightened up reluctantly, but said meanly in his mouth.

Wendong is a little afraid, for fear that something will happen if this goes on. Of course, Wendong hopes that he can have something to do with Zhang Hanhan, but now is not the time. He has more important things to do. He just wanted to leave just now. He had the courage to kiss her, and at worst he would be beaten, but he didn't expect to become addicted to kissing her, and it was out of control...

"what--"

"Ouch—"

Zhang Hanhan sat on the sofa, her face was flushed, but her eyes were cold and full of murderous intent. It seemed that this was the only way to avoid the embarrassment in her heart. She was known as a frosty beauty, so she had to be cold.

Wen Dong who was sitting opposite was miserable, almost didn't cry, just got up to let her go after he finished speaking, and by the way, he made a teasing opening remark, but he didn't expect Zhang Hanhan who was soft like a sheep He went crazy all of a sudden, and when he raised his foot, he kicked him again, and the little foot in stockings kicked him in the face impartially.

The only fortunate thing is that Zhang Hanhan has a good habit. The first thing she does when she comes home is to put on her slippers. After the two of them had a meal on the sofa just now, the slippers on her feet flew away. Although Zhang Hanhan didn’t wear shoes , but it also hurt Wendong so badly that she almost kicked his nose crookedly, and he was so painful that he almost burst into tears.

You're paralyzed, you're fine at first, why are you so cheap!

At this time, Zhang Hanhan was staring at him with a pretty face flushed, with words clearly written on his face: shameless, bastard, hooligan, etc. to describe him.

"Wife, you are too cruel, are you going to kick me to death?" Wen Dong said with a mournful face, wanting to cry without tears.

"You deserve it, why didn't you kick to death!" Zhang Hanhan said with a blushing face and gritted his teeth.She didn't know why this guy Wendong suddenly went crazy, and what made her want to cry even more was that her strength against him before was not worth mentioning under his swift domineering, and it fell apart in the blink of an eye. The bullying was a complete mess.

What made her even more annoyed was that under his teasing, her instinctive desire took over her mind. Judging from the whole process, her previous beating and struggling with him were more like flirting and cursing?Zhang Hanhan was about to cry, especially when she saw the messy folds on her skirt wrapped around her chest. God knows what this bastard did to this place when she was in a daze, but she couldn't say such a thing.

"Wife, you are really becoming more and more feminine." Wen Dong rubbed his nose, and continued to flirt with his mouth. There is no doubt that his wife is a goddess, even when she is angry, she is so cute. Continued: "Honey, I know you must be in love with me. Although it seems that you haven't loved me enough to give birth to a child, you don't need to worry. Feelings can be cultivated slowly."

Wendong talked to himself, and seemed to be happier as he talked, and made himself happy.

"Don't be so affectionate, who wants to give birth to you, whoever loves to have a baby, who wants to cultivate a relationship with you? Get out, I don't want to see you!" Zhang Hanhan's pretty face was livid, and he grabbed the baby The pillow on the sofa hit Wen Dong's head, and he wished so much.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, I'll just get out." Wen Dong was shameless and didn't care about Zhang Hanhan's angry scolding, he threw the pillow on the sofa and turned away, Zhang Hanhan stood beside the sofa She looked at him coldly, without any intention of holding back.

"By the way, my wife, that milk tea tastes really good." Walking to the door and putting on his shoes, Wen Dong suddenly turned and looked at her and said.

"Huh?" Zhang Hanhan was taken aback when he heard that, and glanced at the cup of milk tea on the table. Wen Dong didn't seem to have drunk it, so he frowned slightly, and then suddenly remembered the nonsensical words Wen Dong said before he kissed him Come on, say something like 'then drink some', he did drink it, he drank it in his own mouth, and his tongue still feels numb!

"Bastard, don't go, come back to me, I'll kill you!" Zhang Hanhan, who came back to his senses, realized that Wendong was molesting her again, his little face turned red, and he yelled angrily , but where there is Wen Dong in front of the door, he has already slipped on the soles of his feet!

"Bastard, shameless, rascal!" Zhang Hanhan sat on the sofa angrily, with a pretty face that was blue and red, gnashing his teeth and cursing, wishing that this bastard would never come back.

But what she didn't expect was that her angry voice would come true, that he would never come back, and there would be no more laughing and cursing between them as before...

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Yujingyuan Villa Area——

"What are you doing, you are still cuddling and looking for romance at such an age? How bad it is to be seen by children, really." At the door of the room, mother-in-law Zhou Yahe's snow-white face was rosy, and she was extremely shy She glared at her husband in front of her, with a reproachful tone, but her body was limply lying in her husband's arms. This old guy rarely flirted with her occasionally, but today she always felt a little weird. Something is wrong.

"Hehe, my dear Xiaohe is not old anymore. You are so tender and tender. Who dares to say that you are old? I beat him to death. If you go out and say you now, people will believe you." Zhang Wending stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Yahe's clean and pretty face, Domineering, but rare to please gently.

"What are you talking about? You, I think you are old and confused. My daughter is already 24. What kind of person am I? She is old and dishonest." Zhou Yahe raised his face and gave Zhang Wending an angry look, but his face was ruddy Yes, it is obvious that Zhang Wending's flattery is very useful.

However, at this time, her heart became more and more strange, her husband was very strange today.

It has been more than 20 years, and he has never cooked for himself. Today, the sun came out from the west, and her husband actually cooked for himself. Although the taste is not as good as his own, he barely passed the test.

Zhang Wending had been a soldier, so he would naturally cook some home-cooked dishes, Zhou Yahe knew about this, and since this old guy married him, he had never been in the kitchen, he was able to earn money, and he was able to grow.

Although Zhou Yahe complained a lot about this, she was not angry either. She was originally a woman, and at that time she didn't have to go to work except to take care of Hanhan. She was bored at home, and cooking was a way to pass the time, but it was also a kind of fun.

But today is also weird, this old guy doesn't know if his dementia has advanced, and he is very gentle when talking to himself, his mouth is as sweet as honey, and he always makes himself at a loss.

"Come on, why are you cooking for me? You're coaxing me with all your good words? You're dressed so brightly, do you want to go out and find a young man to find the feeling of being young?" Zhou Yahe raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at her husband humming road.

"Oh, Xiaohe, you are wrong to blame me. I only have you in my heart. Why do you still say such things when you are an old couple?" Zhang Wending glared at his wife with feigned anger, and said with a smile: "You Didn’t I envy Wendong who cooked for our daughter before, so I’ll cook for you too? Why don’t I go to the company if I dress like this, and my daughter will take care of her body at home, and I have to deal with the company’s affairs Go and make some arrangements."

When it came to going to the company, Zhang Wending's eyes flashed an imperceptible heaviness. His hands were stained with blood, and he had already seen through the secular life and death. He didn't believe in fate, but he believed in intuition. There was something bad in his heart. The premonition, and the source of this bad premonition most likely points to He Wenlong.

He was the orphan of his life-and-death brother Crazy He, and it was his fault that year. Although he was not the one who betrayed Crazy He in the first place, it was Zhang Wending who made things worse afterward. Not only that, he also leaked some information about Crazy He to the Ministry of National Security. , and at that time, Crazy He had already sunk into the sky, and there was no way he would make a comeback. With the disappearance of Crazy He, Zhang Wen also successfully took the hegemony of the underground world of Shuishi. He stepped on the corpse of Crazy He. , Zhang Wending did not deny this point.

Thinking about it, He Wenlong must have known some secret things back then before he decided to take revenge on himself. Zhang Wending raised him and handed over the underworld family business to him. How sad I feel, if something happened decades ago made him make another choice, he would still do it.

Zhang Wending didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

People are doing it, the sky is watching, Zhang Wending does not believe in fate, he only knows that people are not for themselves, and heaven and earth will destroy it. Who can explain clearly what is going on here?

And finally the payback came.

But what should come will always come back, and things should come to an end...

Fortunately, this girl Han Han found a good son-in-law for herself, otherwise, with He Wenlong's current strong ability, he really can't think of any other way except to run away with his family...

"Then why don't you leave? Are you still reluctant?" The complexion in Zhang Wending's eyes flashed past, but Zhou Yahe didn't notice it. Seeing his dazed expression, he couldn't help urging him amusedly.

"I'm not willing, Xiao He, why don't you kiss me before leaving?" Zhang Wending looked at his young wife with an old face and said.

"Let's go quickly, old and unscrupulous, let's talk at night." Zhou Yahe said blushingly, raised her powder fist and hit him on the shoulder, but suddenly glanced at the watch, and the small mouth let out a coquettish cry : "Oh, it's over, it's late, I have to put on a mask at noon, you go, go, I don't have time to talk to you..."

"Hehe, this woman..."

Seeing his wife waving her small hands, Zhang Wending got into the bedroom furiously without looking back. Zhang Wending stood at the door, dumbfounded, stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, closed the door and walked out with a serious face...

(End of this chapter)