How bad guys are made

Chapter 818

Seeing Xin Han pick up the plate and leave in panic with a blushing face, Wen Dong shook his head, turned around and went back to wash the rice.

"Shameless, pervert..."

Xin Han held the plate, cursing secretly in her heart, but when she brought the plate to the small dining table, she couldn't keep cursing.

At this moment, there were two plates of fried hot dishes on the table, obviously Wen Dong cooked them while he was taking a bath. Although he hadn't eaten it yet, he could tell by the smell that it must be delicious.

This guy is really hiding something deep, he can't help but look up to the direction of the kitchen, Xin Han is really unimaginable, what kind of life has made Wendong learn so many things...

But she didn't know what she thought of, and she suddenly felt a little stuck in her heart. After a moment of silence, she suddenly smiled, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and went into the bedroom.

"Hey, didn't you just take a look, I don't know who said something at noon today. Don't be afraid, because I have seen it before." The rice porridge was already cooked, but Xin Han hid in the bedroom and couldn't come out. , Wen Dong said provocatively on purpose.

"Who said I'm shy? Am I that thin-skinned?" Xin Han's response quickly sounded in the bedroom, and the door opened. Wen Dong followed the sound and was taken aback.

The first thing that catches the eye is a small and exquisite pure black tube top skirt. The skirt is not big, and it just covers half of the thighs. The pair of white legs lined with exquisite lace are more sexy and slender. A white gauze lace made her curves more straight. She had long legs in silk stockings and a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet, but they completely outlined her exquisite curves.Other than that, there was no additional modification, and the long black hair fell down naturally, passing by the ears, and half of the black hair was pulled behind the ears.In the white and crystal-clear left ear, one can vaguely see a small butt, the light is flickering, and the slender body seems to be leaning lazily against the door frame, with a shy smile on his face, and bright eyes. tooth.

Sexy and charming?Pure and lively?This kind of complex temperament is blended in one person, it seems difficult to describe this beauty with words.

It turns out that this girl is not hiding, but hiding in the bedroom to dress up?
It's a big night, it's just a meal, don't make it so grand, it makes me a little embarrassed.

Wen Dong looked down at the oil-smoke-stained clothes on his body, and pulled his mouth, thinking helplessly in his heart.

"We, Mr. Wenda, made a meal with great difficulty, and it is so delicious. Naturally, we should dress better." Feeling a little uncomfortable under Wendong's gaze, Xin Han pretended to be natural and said something, and sat down gracefully. at the table.

"Very beautiful." Wen Dong retracted his eyes, sat down and smiled.

"You have a good eye." Xin Han bared his teeth and smiled, a seemingly superfluous flattery fell into Xin Han's ears but made her very happy.

A daughter who pleases herself looks good, isn't that what she said?

"It would be great if there were a few more candles." Xin Han stretched out his hand to pick up the chopsticks and said with a smile.

"There is no candle, but you can use this." Wen Dong also grinned, and reached out to pick up the cigarette case beside the table in the same natural way, and put one in his mouth.

"Smack it, the body is yours anyway." Xin Han was in a good mood, so he ignored it, hummed, and looked at the steaming food in front of him, his index finger moved wildly.

……

The smell of food mixed with the smell of cigarettes diffused from the small dining table, Xin Han's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was enjoying the warm and comfortable atmosphere that he had never had before.

Most of the time, the smell of tobacco is manifested in a man's breath, but at this time, the smell of smoke that she hated originally gave her an inexplicable sense of peace in her heart. Her eyes were ecstatic and blurred looking at the smoky face in front of her, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised... …

"What's the matter? Did I inadvertently touch the softest chord in your heart?" Wen Dong casually said while smoking a cigarette.

Hearing this, Xin Han was taken aback for a moment. Although he was poked at the center, he didn't show it. He quickly put away his nympho look, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the dish, saying: "I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good. The food I cook is delicious."

"Yeah, I've always cooked delicious food, and I'm used to eating good food, so you can imagine how much I suffered from eating your food a few days ago."

"You are simply ungrateful!" Xin Han stared, and immediately raised his brows.

"My kindness is not small. I don't know who hugged me and cried. I can't describe the gratitude in my eyes..." Wen Dong shook his head.

"I'm just grateful for Guoguo, not myself..." Xin Han argued with a blushing face.

"cut……"

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After eating, Xin Han took the initiative to wash the dishes, Wen Dong turned on the TV, watched silently, but thought of another place.

After washing, Xin Han came to the living room, saw Wen Dong was in a daze, thought of something, sat beside him casually, and said first: "Are you still sleeping on the sofa tonight?"

"What's wrong? Are you with me?" Wen Dong came back to his senses, straightened the thin quilt on the sofa, folded his hands behind his head, and leaned lazily on it.

"Okay, I'll watch TV with you." Xin Han giggled, and followed Wen Dong's example and lay down on it.

Watching TV silently...

After a long time, Wen Dong tilted his head slightly.

As if aware of it, Xin Han turned her head to look at him, still speechless, but a strange atmosphere spread from the air to her heart, she shook the little hand behind her head slightly, and closed her eyes slightly .

"It's getting late, you should go to bed." Wen Dong looked away casually, and said softly.

Xin Han's tender body froze slightly, then yawned, got up and said, "Then you should go to bed early."

"Ah."

Silently watching the bedroom door close gently, but not locked, Wen Dong closed his eyes, he knew that even now, as long as he walked into Xin Han's room, the girl's body and mind would be his own, but , he thought of Zhang Hanhan, Li Ningyan and Li Binger...

He didn't think it was a big mistake for him to have so many women, but Wen Dong couldn't bear to let these women suffer.

People, who can be ruthless, Xinhan's tenderness and kindness are what Wendong likes most, and the short time together also made him fall in love with this weak and strong girl, and most importantly, he can also feel Xinhan affection for oneself.

However, in order to prevent her from repeating the mistakes of Zhang Hanhan and the others, he dared not, and could not...

The fists behind his head were clenched tightly.

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The lights in the living room were turned off, and the whole small living room was completely quiet.

When the clock hanging on the wall reached zero, Wen Dong, who was sleeping on the sofa, moved slightly. The moonlight was dim, and a pair of eyes slowly opened in the dim living room.

it's time……

Wen Dong said so to himself.

Lifting off the thin quilt and standing up, Wen Dong stood in the living room silently for a long time, and quietly walked towards the door, but just two steps away, Wen Dong suddenly stopped and came back to his senses.

At the door of the dark bedroom, a Qianli figure could be vaguely seen, looking at him in a daze.

It was Xin Han, wearing a conservative nightdress, leaning against the door frame as if weak, and seemed to be crumbling in this silent atmosphere.

She didn't sleep, and even said that she knew she was leaving tonight.

But since I have chosen to leave quietly, what's the point of her appearing like this?
What a silly and clever woman!
Yes, Xin Han knew it, she knew it a long time ago, how could a man like Wen Dong stay in such a small place like her, and he cooked a delicious meal for himself uncharacteristically tonight, Xin Han Han felt it, she knew that Wendong would leave sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to be so soon...

From nine o'clock to twelve o'clock in the morning, for three full hours, Xin Han was hesitating and thinking about what she would do if Wen Dong wanted to leave. She had already thought of many plans in her mind, but in the end, She still felt that she should pretend to be asleep and let him leave safely.

But when she noticed a slight noise in the living room, she forgot all the plans she had thought over and over again in her mind, and ran out directly. Even though she had thought of this situation, but when she saw The not-so-tall figure in the darkness seemed to have something stuck in his throat, unable to speak a word.

The silent, but heart-stopping atmosphere quickly spread in this small living room like a storm, and the four eyes met, still silent.

Wen Dong looked at her, watched her pretty face slowly turn pale, watched two lines of tears flow from her dim eyes, his body was stiff and motionless.

Just when he wanted to leave like this cruelly, Xin Han gritted his silver teeth in the dark, and seemed to muster up courage. In the silence, she rushed up, threw herself into Wen Dong's arms, and hugged him tightly. hold him.

The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the salty taste of tears made her body tremble even more...

Wen Dong stood there quietly, motionless.

There is still nothing to say, but there is no need to say more, what Xin Han has done has already shown her heart.

Wen Dong clenched her fist hanging down tightly, and after an unknown period of time, she slowly released it, stretched out her hand to brush away the wet hair on her forehead, leaned over and hugged the woman in her arms, and strode towards the bedroom go.

Gently put Xin Han on the bed, reached out and pulled the quilt to cover her body, eyes met, still speechless.

"Gada..."

The bedroom door was gently closed, and the tobacco smell lingering in the nostrils gradually faded until it disappeared completely. In the dim, cool bedroom, I remembered Xin Han's sobbing...

Wen Dong stood at the stairs and looked at the closed door silently. He pressed a big hand on the door weakly, and traced a line of small characters between his fingers.

If in the future, I have the power to protect you, and your heart and feelings have not changed, it doesn't matter if I marry you.

"Bah."

Light a cigarette, the open flame is shaking in the corridor, the smoke ring has not yet dissipated, there is no trace in front of the door, only the traces of the door, and the faint finger warmth is dissipated...

(End of this chapter)