How bad guys are made

Chapter 84

"It will be great when I can touch these legs. This is a double income..." Wen Dong murmured, remembering what Zhang Hanhan said just now when he left, Wendong looked at the way Zhang Hanhan left The slender back shadow reveals the playful color of the eyes.

'Stay away from Xiaolan in the future. 'This is Zhang Hanhan's original words. Zhang Hanhan is naturally afraid that Xiaolan has just lost her love and will be easily deceived and bullied by a smooth-talking hooligan like Wendong. This subordinate is more than one level behind this senior.

What does Zhang Hanhan mean?warning?Even if Xiaolan is broken in love, it's impossible for him to fall in love with him. Although he is a bit extravagant, but now the few women around him can't handle it, so he has no intention of picking up girls. Besides, he treats Xiaolan as a younger sister, how can he be right? My younger sister is messing with her mind.

Could it be that Zhang Xiaoniu wants to get rid of the beauties around her and dominate herself?Oops, I like this one, why am I so excited when I think about it...

Wen Dong was YYing wirelessly, when he glanced suddenly, a pair of beautiful legs in silk stockings appeared at the stairs immediately attracted his attention, wondering what happened today?Why are there so many girls with beautiful legs in stockings dangling in front of my eyes.

"Wendong, what does Boss Zhang want from you?" The beautiful legs in stockings came directly to Wendong and asked suspiciously.

Wendong raised his head and looked at He Qing, who was so glamorous and sexy, he was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar. No wonder he just felt that these beautiful legs were a little familiar. They turned out to be He Qing's legs. Although he touched two of the three pairs of beautiful legs, Sun Xiaojie's legs were not You can touch it if you say it, especially now that she still has the handle in her hands, but now she only has these legs that she can touch if she wants to. Thinking about it, Wen Dong instinctively reached out and touched He Qing's thigh.

"Ah! You bastard, what are you doing?" He Qing was taken aback, opened Wen Dong's lewd hand at once, and quickly turned her head to look around, with a panicked look on her face.

"Hehe——" Wendong was also embarrassed. He just thought that he could touch his legs but forgot about the current environment. Fortunately, it is time to eat and rest. Some secretaries not far away are busy with themselves even if they pass by. No one paid attention to the matter, otherwise He Qing would never end with herself.

"I heard that you are going to sign a contract with a real estate agent to buy a lot of land today, why did you come back?" Wen Dong looked at He Qing strangely.

"I'm not worried about you. Mr. Zhang didn't feel at ease just now and came down to give instructions in person. What did Mr. Zhang tell you?"

"Hey, you just told me not to let me be promiscuous in the company. She said that I belonged to her. This is the rhythm of taking me as her own and becoming her man. What do you think I should do? Should I Promise her?" Wen Dong hesitated and said with distress.

"Get out! Mr. Zhang has his eyes on you, a rascal? Don't dream about you! If Mr. Zhang heard you say that, it would be strange not to let you pack up and leave." He Qing gave Wen Dong a white look, turned and walked to her office Front: "Come in and talk."

"Clean up, let's go to Haiwangge Hotel together later." When she came to the office, He Qing left Wendong alone and went to the desk to pack up the documents.

"Haiwangge Hotel? Let's go together?" Wen Dong looked at He Qing suspiciously.

"Didn't Mr. Zhang tell you? The first batch of clothes produced by our factory was delivered this afternoon. Mr. Zhang attaches great importance to this matter. The production manager and factory manager came to send it in person. Naturally, we have to receive it. This was personally explained by Mr. Zhang, and he asked me to let you know."

Wendong has no doubts. Firstly, the sample clothing is very important. Secondly, many clothing materials are not available in Shuicheng City, and it is not unavailable. After all, in order to save costs in mass production, many companies will choose to build factories in the raw materials. Produced locally and then shipped to the place of sale, you can save a lot of finished products.It's just that what makes Wendong puzzled is that since Zhang Hanhan has already informed He Qing, why did he run down? It's really a pain in the ass.

The location of the reception this time is at Haiwangge Hotel, which is not far from Lanyun, only about half an hour’s drive away. For this reception, Lanyun specially contracted one of the most luxurious boxes in Haiwangge, which is enough to see that Lanyun The degree of importance attached to this so-called factory director, after all, the clothes of high-ranking officials, and the design patterns of secret clothing must naturally be handed over to the production factory.

The factory manager didn't arrive until [-]:[-] p.m., but He Qing and Wen Dong arrived at Haiwang Pavilion before [-]:[-] p.m. However, He Qing didn't drag Wen Dong to set up the box, but took him directly to the upper floors. Feelings have already booked a deluxe room.

When she came to the guest room, He Qing put the bag in her hand on the sofa, lay down on the sofa, and rubbed her forehead with her hand. There was unconcealable fatigue in her eyes. She was expected to be exhausted from busy work these days. .

There was a trace of pity in Wen Dong's eyes, and he slowly sat next to her head and stretched out his hands to press her shoulders and began to massage gently.

He Qing straightened up gently, and tightly embraced Wendong's neck with both hands. Her sensual buttocks were placed directly on Wendong's legs, and her legs even hooked around her waist. She looked like an octopus. The same hangs on Wen Dong's body.

"Think about me?" He Qing pressed her head on Wen Dong's shoulder, her voice was panting.

Now she is at a wolf-like age, especially after the incident with Wendong, her body has a huge instinctive desire for that kind of thing. Although she can see Wendong almost every day, it is difficult for her to let go of her reserve in the office. And every time this guy gets off work at night, he leaves early and doesn't know what to do. Naturally, she won't put down her face and let Wendong come to her home. Today, she just came to pick up the sample clothes, and it happened that Mr. Zhang arranged for herself and Wendong to come and pick them up, although The reserve and shyness in her heart made her not want to admit it, but she really wanted to drag Wendong into this guest room so early, and Wendong massaged herself, and the familiar masculinity that made her obsessed made her bear it no longer. Couldn't help but actively hugged the man.

"I think about it, I think about it every day." Wen Dong was also a little short of breath, instinctively grabbed He Qing's round buttocks with both hands, and picked up the woman whose body was getting hot in his arms and walked to the inner room.

Lying comfortably on the big soft bed with a lazy face, he let the man quickly unbutton his skirt and tear the restraints on his body: "You bastard, take it easy."

"Hehe——" Wendong laughed obscenely, ignoring He Qing's 'complaint', he closed his cherry red mouth with one mouthful, grabbed the soft spot of He Qing's chest with one hand, and quickly stretched out his right hand to the stockings below ...

"Don't, don't break my stockings, I will have a reception later..." Feeling Wendong's big hand fell between her thighs, He Qing hurriedly avoided Wendong's big mouth and reminded, for fear that this bastard would Domineeringly tore off her stockings, how could she see people at that moment.

Wen Dong looked at the snow-white body under him, and laughed lewdly: "I'm not thinking of your socks, but of you..." As he spoke, he slammed onto He Qing's body, and wrapped Wen Dong with a pair of small hands. The coquettish cry from Dong's neck suddenly resounded in the room, and the spring scenery continued...

He Qing was woken up by her own alarm clock, she opened her eyes, and felt a burning pain between her legs as soon as she moved her body. The smiling Wendong smiled wryly in his heart. He knew it would end up like this. He would never come here to seduce Wendong, but now he is fine. It hurts so much to walk, how can I get out by myself after a while.

"It's all you, if someone sees you later, you will be ashamed." He Qing gave Wen Dong a hard look and walked out of the bathroom.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when the two walked out of the guest room. He Qing's legs were still soft and weak, but the hot feeling between her legs had dissipated a lot after taking a bath and rest, but she still felt uncomfortable. It made her feel ashamed and ashamed, and she was afraid that people would see it when she went to the box.

Wen Dong walked around whistling indifferently, completely ignoring He Qing's staring and anger, whoever let this woman seduce him on purpose, deserved it, if it wasn't for He Qing's tiredness these days and going to a banquet later , the current He Qing must be lying on the bed and has no strength to get up, let alone entertain.

Because there were still nearly two hours left, Wen Dong took He Qing out of Haiwang Pavilion again. The relationship between the two has not been confirmed for a long time. A little hungry, the two agreed to go to the nearby snack street to eat something. There is a famous snack street in Shuicheng City. Since we are here, we naturally want to eat.

Wen Dong held He Qing's hand, this time He Qing was not restrained, and let Wen Dong hold her, like a couple on a trip.

As soon as the two of them walked to the street that was not considered prosperous, Wen Dong looked up and suddenly found a few young people walking in front of the two of them, staggering as they walked, and at a glance, he knew that they were drunk, maybe they were too tired or He was enjoying the time alone with Wen Dong. He Qing who was beside him didn't notice the few people in front of him. Wen Dong frowned, fearing that the young man walking wobbly would bump into He Qing, and stretched out his hand to pull He Qing's body to his side. Pulled.

But the staggering young man still bumped into He Qing.

"Oh, shit, you don't have eyes when you walk." The young man touched He Qing's waist obscenely, almost lying on He Qing's body, and said angrily, staring at his drunken eyes.

"Ah!" He Qing's waist was attacked, she exclaimed suddenly, and pushed the man beside her away.

"Oh, my arm, my arm is broken, it hurts me to death, oh, everyone, come and see, it killed someone..." Unexpectedly, the young man fell to the ground, holding his arms Rolling around on the ground.

(End of this chapter)