How bad guys are made

Chapter 905

Facts have proved that Wendong really loves her. After what she said, Wendong turned and walked out of the bedroom after thinking about it, but Zhang Hanhan, who was sitting on the bed, looked at Wendong's leaving back, but there was no trace of gratitude in his eyes. .

"Damn, let me see how long you can last. I don't have much else, but I have more time..." After Zhang Hanhan drove him out of the bedroom for various reasons, Wendong plunged into the bathroom and took a simple shower, wearing only a pair of The boxer pants were thrown up and down on the bed, muttering loudly.

Although I have the sequelae of Beast King Dan Lion, but I spent a whole night with Yingzi when I came back from the base. just go to sleep.

Although Wendong doesn't need too much sleep, his sleep quality has always been good. When he was working in Lanyun, he often slept until after ten o'clock in the morning. In Zhang Hanhan's words, he is a heartless person. All high quality.

"Dong dong..."

Just as Wen Dong closed his eyes and entered the state, he suddenly heard a strange sound from the wall.His bedroom is next door to Zhang Hanhan, and the sound obviously came from her room.

In the darkness, his eyes opened suddenly, and he floated out of the bedroom in the blink of an eye like a civet cat. Zhang Hanhan's locked bedroom door was opened with a little movement, and Wen Dong rushed to the edge of her bed with a stride. But she saw half of her leaning against the head of the bed, looking at him in surprise.

"What's the matter?" Wen Dong reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, seeing that she was fine, he was relieved, but couldn't help but asked with a frown.

"You, how did you get in?" Zhang Hanhan looked at Wendong, who was wearing only a pair of squares, in shock. She remembered that she was obviously locked.

"If I want to come in, do you think your broken lock can stop me?" Wen Dong snorted coldly, looked at the position of the curtain vigilantly, but didn't find anything strange, and turned to look at the curtain. She has a strange expression on her face.

"I, I just stepped on the wall twice with my heels." Seeing Wendong looking at him, Zhang Hanhan's expression was a little aggrieved. Is his bastard husband a dog? He has such good ears?
"Well, go to sleep." Wendong understood what she meant, and got in while lifting her quilt.

"Hey, what are you doing? You were asked to come up and go down..." Zhang Hanhan saw Wendong's natural expression, but he couldn't hide the smug smile hidden in the corner of his mouth. Some couldn't hang on, she just had a full meal and couldn't sleep, she really wanted to call Wendong, but if her mind was seen through, that's another matter.

"Zhang Hanhan, what are you tossing about in the middle of the night? I really think I can't cure you, right?" Her lower back has been stepped on and pushed to the edge of the bed. Although it doesn't hurt and is very comfortable, but if you step on it like this, you will be kicked to the ground sooner or later. After getting off the bed, Wen Dong threw off the quilt and stared at Zhang Hanhan fiercely.

Zhang Hanhan knows that pretending to be wronged is no longer effective, besides, this bastard has already got into the quilt and cannot be kicked away, and Wen Dong mentioned her name three times in one night, and she is also a little angry: "Why, how much do you want to bully me? ?”

"How to bully you?" Wen Dong was taken aback by the words, this is a problem, Wen Dong thought about it, his eyes rolled around her body.

Zhang Hanhan felt a little nervous when he was seen. He was only wearing pajamas at first, and he felt as if he was stripped naked in front of him this morning. His face was flushed with anger, and his little hands were panicking. The bed sheet pretended to be tough and said: "Wendong, let me tell you, don't mess around, I..."

"You, you bastard, you still want to threaten me?" Wen Dong didn't listen to her at all. Originally, I wanted to sleep peacefully, but you were dishonest and had to mess around.

Wen Dong grinned, pressed her shoulders and pressed her on the bed, and with the other hand, the hem of the skirt flew up, revealing the two snowy and close legs underneath, and slapped her buttocks , Well, it still feels so good...

"Wendong, you bastard, how dare you hit me... How could you do this, how could you lift my skirt..." Zhang Hanhan struggled to get up, his face was so red that it seemed to be dripping water, his eyes stared at me with embarrassment. Looking at him, this bastard actually spanked her ass and lifted her skirt, how could it be like this...

"Why, you are my wife, it's still easy for me to lift your skirt." Wen Dong sneered, his eyes flicked across her body, as if looking for the starting point again.

"Rogue, you are such a bastard, I, I will fight with you..." Seeing that the bastard's eyes were fixed on his chest, and he even licked his lips lewdly, this seemed casual. One movement, but Zhang Hanhan only felt a series of electric current flow through his whole body. He was so angry that he immediately rushed towards Wendong with his teeth and claws...

"Wendong, you bastard, how dare you bully me, ah..."

Good men don't fight with women, but Wen Dong is not a good man.As expected, the fussy Zhang Hanhan was pinned down on the bed again, and after getting a lot of money from Wendong, he finally calmed down...

The bed was churning, and the nightgown on Zhang Hanhan's body disappeared in a daze, but Zhang Hanhan refused to do so if he wanted to be like this morning.However, this is already very satisfying for Wendong. He needs to eat every bite. At least, Zhang Hanhan is no longer like before. He won't let him touch a single finger. At least he can...

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Qingcheng Group will open in three days.

For the sake of the group, Su Yuemeng has been too busy these days to find the north and south.Wendong has been living with Zhang Hanhan for the past two days since he came back, and feels somewhat indebted to her in his heart.

In the president's office.Wen Dong sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, drinking the hot tea made by Mr. Su, very comfortable.It's like the chairman of a group like him has this kind of treatment. Zhang Yifeng dared not ask Su Yuemeng to make tea for him.

Of course, he is the chairman only in name only, in other words, he is the shopkeeper.It's okay to ask him to think of crooked ways, but he's really not good at managing a company.

Fashion Feng is the president he has been in for the longest time, and then he dumped it to Wu Zhan, Qingcheng Gang dumped it to Zhang Yifeng, and Qingcheng Group dumped it to Su Yuemeng, and as for the base, he dumped it directly Gave Sakurako.In his words, he is a tree planter, these are his cash cows, he just waits for the money.

"Okay... um, ok ok... Sister Zhang, you are too polite, um, see you in the afternoon." Su Yuemeng hung up the phone, breathed a long sigh of relief, and couldn't help but look up at Wendong who was on the sofa beside him, Talk to the eldest lady, it really is Alexander.

Obviously, the person who called just now was Zhang Hanhan.

"Wendong, I decided to cooperate with Lanyun privately, you don't blame me, do you?" Su Yuemeng walked up to Wendong, stretched out her hand to close the skirt, sat on his side in a gentle figure, held up the The teapot poured him a cup of tea.

"If you want to claim credit, just say it, tell me, how do you want me to reward you?" Wen Dong smiled, and picked her up and put her on his lap.

"Ah, what are you doing? You're in the office..." Wen Dong's actions immediately made her exclaim, her little face turned red, and she was just about to struggle to get up, but was held down by him, and her body was crushed Imprisoned, unable to move at all.

"What are you afraid of? We are a husband and wife. Besides, who else in this company is bigger than us? Who dares to point fingers?" Wen Dong said with a curled mouth, and pressed her pantyhose calf, baring his teeth and laughing. .

"Well, that doesn't work either. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. We can't destroy the atmosphere..." Su Yuemeng twisted her body uncomfortably, and when she heard his words, she still said it with confidence, feeling ashamed and angry.

"What's wrong with the atmosphere? We're husband and wife, so it's not okay to be intimate? Are you breaking the law?" Wen Dong gave her an angry look.

Hearing this, Su Yuemeng stuck out her little tongue, and finally stopped struggling.Wendong was not around for the past two days, and she missed him very much. Wendong was tough, but she had no choice but to put one arm around his neck, leaned over and picked up the teacup on the coffee table and handed it to Wendong, enjoying the short-term comfort.

"How much profit will you give to Lan Yun?" Wen Dong asked while drinking tea.

"A little bit, after all, Lanyun is a big company, and its maturity is much higher than ours in Qingcheng. The only shortcoming is the problem of funds. Our cooperation with Lanyun is more win-win." Su Yuemeng sat in Wendong On her lap, a pair of silk stockings swayed and said with a smile.

"En." Wen Dong nodded, but couldn't help but take another look at Su Yuemeng. It is said that she and Hanhan have cooperated for a long time, and she has always understood Hanhan's character.That woman has a stinky and stubborn temper. If the profit is too much, she only thinks it is a kind of charity, and such a win-win cooperation will be considered by her with a commercial attitude, and she will accept it, otherwise it will only be a failure. Its the opposite.

Su Yuemeng is obviously helping Lanyun, and also intends to show favor to Zhang Hanhan, and she is thoughtful and safe in doing things.Su Yuemeng and Zhang Hanhan are both presidents, and they are both his wives. What he is most afraid of is a fire in the backyard. But now it seems that Su Yuemeng is doing very well, and Wendong is grateful.

"By the way, our Qingcheng and Lanyun are still lacking. Do you want to cooperate with some businesses of your Su family? This will increase the popularity of our Qingcheng Group." Wen Dong suddenly remembered and said.

"Ah? Are you willing?" Su Yuemeng was taken aback, then turned to look at him in surprise.

"What's wrong? Why don't you want to?" Wen Dong looked at her suspiciously.

Su Yuemeng naturally knows the benefits of cooperating with the Su family's many industries, but her identity is somewhat sensitive, and she can't do it when she thinks about it, but she didn't expect Wendong to bring it up.

"No, I'm still from the Su family after all. I'm also worried that you're afraid that I'll go to my natal family and do..."

"Put down the glass." Wen Dong's complexion darkened, and he interrupted her.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Su Yue dreamed that Wen Dong's expression was serious, and she was frightened immediately. She put down the cup and looked at him worriedly.

"Ah, what are you doing..."

In the office, there was a 'crack' sound, and Su Yuemeng cried out in pain.

"Smelly woman, is I so narrow-minded? Huh? The Su family is your natal family, but this is not your home? Ah..." Wen Dong cursed angrily, but soon, Su Yuemeng came to mind. Strange sound of 'woo hoo'.

Ten minutes later, Wen Dong left the office, humming a ditty, and walked in square steps, majestic, yet contented, leaving Su Yuemeng in a messy office.

It was indeed messy enough. Su Yuemeng's snowy little face was extremely red, and the professional skirt on her body was even more messy. God knows how much advantage Wendong took from her in a daze...

(End of this chapter)