How bad guys are made

Chapter 28 Healing
"Hehe, I wish Manager He had other intentions."

"You kid, you are not big or small." He Qing blushed and gave Wen Dong a look, but she was not angry.

"It's not big or small. Could it be that Sister He is very big? I think you are only a year or two older than me. It is the most beautiful age for women." Wen Dong said casually while driving.

"Heh..." He Qing laughed immediately. Although she knew that Wendong's dialect was full of moisture, she couldn't help but be happy to be said to be so young, and said with emotion: "I'm old, and I will be an old witch in two years gone."

"Old witch? You don't want me to go to your house just to eat me?" Wen Dong said fearfully.

"Didn't you just say that you were looking forward to it?" He Qing was unknowingly surrounded by Wen Dong, and after she finished speaking, she realized that she had lost her composure, and shut up quickly, her fair face couldn't help but turn red, quite a bit petty The attitude of a daughter.

"What did you want from me just now?" Knowing that He Qing was embarrassed, Wen Dong quickly changed the topic.

"Oh, that's right." Only then did He Qing think of it, and quickly took the plastic bag from the back seat of the car sideways and said, "This document is the plan for the fashion conference and fashion show designed by Mr. Cheng. This is the contract with Shang Zi that Mr. Zhang asked me to hand over to you."

"Well, wait a minute, don't move around, I'm going to buy something." Fortunately, Wendong parked the car in front of a large pharmacy after a while, to avoid further embarrassment, Wendong ordered to open the door and left go out.

After a while, Wendong ran into the car with a bag, bought some medicine and ointment, threw it in the back seat of the car, and started the car.

The place where He Qing lives is not far from Lanyun Building, only a 20-minute drive away.Under He Qing's guidance, the car drove to a luxurious floor group.

Wen Dong opened the door and got out of the car, stuffed the documents into a medical plastic bag and took them out, and opened the car door for He Qing.

"Fourteenth floor." After a few words between the two, the relationship between them was no longer so strange, and He Qing was not the kind of hypocritical person, and she consciously moved her back away from the armchair.

"Hehe." Wen Dong smiled, and climbed up to the fourteenth floor with the plastic bag in one hand holding the delicate He Qing.

Unknowingly, He Qing was no longer so shy, maybe she was too tired after being stimulated by pain, she leaned her head lightly on Wendong's chest, and there was a faint smell of tobacco on the young man's body and a touch of man's unique faint smell coming from her nose. With the smell of sweat, she quietly reached out to wrap her arms around Wendong's neck, but because Wendong's fingers were hooked on the plastic bag, the remaining fingers holding her thigh were very hard, and almost sank into her leg. There was warmth in the palms of the flesh, it may be that the two had talked about some adult topics before, and because of climbing the stairs, the two close together inevitably rubbed each other, which made He Qing a little uncomfortable, But she didn't dare to move around, her pretty face flushed slightly, with a hint of intoxication...

This is a well-decorated room, without luxurious items, but every arrangement and furnishings reveals a feminine taste, obviously carefully designed, cloud yellow wallpaper and curtains, milky white sofa, let people walk in The room can feel comfortable and warm. On the left hand of the TV cabinet in the living room is a potted green potted plant. Next to the potted plant is a small glass pool. Several beautiful fish swim in the glass pool. On the right hand is a The wine cabinet, which looks quite old, is filled with various famous wines.

Wen Dong couldn't help but look down at the very quiet woman in his arms. This woman would enjoy it. Just looking at these decorations, you can tell that this is a woman of great taste. The vines in front of the balcony not far away There are a few foreign books beside the chair, and you can watch the moon and read books in your spare time, which is enough to see the comfortable life of this woman.

"Sorry, there are no men's slippers here, so you can go in directly, it's okay." Seeing Wen Dong standing in front of the door, wondering if he should go in, He Qing immediately said.

"Are you tired, take a rest first, my feet don't hurt very much." Lying comfortably on the sofa, He Qing said.

"No, your wound is just wrapped with a wet towel. I'm afraid it will be infected. Change the dressing as soon as possible, and don't move around!" Wen Dong said in an unquestionable tone.

Hearing Wen Dong's tone of voice, although she knew he was doing it for her own good, He Qing couldn't help curling her lips: "If you're so domineering, you'll be exhausted!"

Wen Dong immediately took out the iodine from the bag, untied the wound for He Qing, wiped some iodine on it, then carefully wrapped it with gauze, and then tied a flower: "Hehe, even if I go out and be seen by others, I think it's a wound. These are imported stockings, specially designed."

He Qing looked at the simple white flowers on the gauze, and couldn't help laughing and crying. She didn't expect this domineering little man to have such a cute side.

"As expected of the director of costume design."

"Of course." Wen Dong smiled triumphantly, and then began to pick the ointment in the plastic bag again.

"This..." Wen Dong held the potion in one hand, and looked at He Qing's sexy little feet in stockings in embarrassment.

"Tear it off from the ankle, don't you want me to take it off in front of you." He Qing didn't know what Wen Dong meant, she was slightly angry, but she couldn't help but blush when she said what she said.

"Hehe, there's nothing you can do about it. Just don't think I deliberately took advantage of you." Wen Dong smiled and slowly squatted down.

He Qing smiled lightly and didn't speak, thinking that you are still taking advantage of it?You have touched my breasts, and you have held and played with the most important part of a woman's feet for so long, and you have kissed and gnawed on your legs even more, what do you want to take advantage of?

But she just thinks about it without anger. In fact, she also knows that all this has nothing to do with Wendong. After all, she sprained her foot when she stepped on someone's foot. She doesn't know how long she will endure the torture.

Wen Dong obviously didn't pay attention to He Qing's face, let alone what was going on in her mind. He looked down at the tempting little feet, feeling refreshed and paralyzed, and finally made me experience a perverted desire to destroy.

'Chila', Wendong looked at Bai Shengsheng's little feet in front of his eyes, gently applied the prepared medicine on the injured part, and began to massage carefully.

He Qing stared blankly at Wen Dong who was kneeling half-kneeling in front of her attentively, and felt a soreness and numbness spread from the injured area in an instant, with a hint of coolness from the medicine, it was not very painful, but very comfortable .

"Hmph..." The refreshing He Qing suddenly couldn't help but groaned.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Dong asked, pretending to be blank.

"It's...it's okay, you continue." He Qing's pretty face was flushed, even the roots of her ears were a little red, and she quickly looked away.

"Grandma, isn't this to seduce me to commit a crime..."

Realizing that her little feet were being held in the hands of the man in front of her again, He Qing's eyes fell on Wen Dong again. Because of her fair skin, she looked very handsome, and her jet-black broken hair looked very energetic, but in front of her The young man is definitely not the kind of frail little boy. He watched Wendong pour the potion on his palm and covered his feet carefully for fear of hurting himself. He massaged him carefully. Then he remembered that Wendong carried him to the 21st floor and went to the pharmacy to buy things. He Qing's nose was sore, as if he could clearly smell the tobacco smell on the young man's body. Somewhere in his heart was touched, and he felt unusually at ease. This was something that hadn't happened for many years.

Even if this man was slightly out of line with her before, He Qing surprisingly didn't find it annoying.

It's good that Wendong has the skill of a master doctor, but he just has a theory. This kind of massage is the first time. Fortunately, Wendong has three hands. Some techniques are naturally simple, but even so, it's a lot of trouble. Half an hour later, Wendong stopped the massage and took a long breath. The massage seemed simple, but it was actually a lot of effort, especially for Wendong's first massage. Wendong was already tired and sweaty all over his body. He wanted to reach out to wipe the sweat off his face, but a small hand landed on his face faster than him.

He Qing was also taken aback by the subconscious movement of her forehead, she quickly withdrew her small hand, a little flustered, avoiding Wen Dong's eyes and said: "You are tired, you are sweating." As she spoke, she even scolded and took the paper on the table box.

"Hehe, it's okay." Wen Dong indifferently pulled out a few paper towels to wipe off his sweat, then took out a towel from the plastic bag, wrapped up a few ice cubes he bought, and smashed the corners of the ice cubes vigorously a few times. Only then did Ping gently apply it on He Qing's injured ankle: "Ice cubes can reduce swelling and relieve pain. After the ice cubes have melted, apply ice cubes a few times and that's enough."

Sensing the comfortable cold feeling on her feet, the previous pain and numbness had disappeared, He Qing couldn't help but look up at the young man in front of her who was easily equal to the boy, she was a little curious, who is Wen Dong?With such medical skills and abnormal physical strength, what is more important is his age and position. You must know that she has been in Lanyun for more than eight years. He is not only the director of the company, but also Mr. Zhang. He Qing became more and more curious about the appointed director.

"Excuse me for asking, are you Mr. Zhang's classmate?"

"Student? Hehe, I have never been to school. Where can I find a classmate?" Wen Dong casually smiled, sitting on the sofa beside He Qing and said casually.

"Hehe, I haven't known Mr. Zhang for a few days. I've only met you three times, and I've met you twice. It looks like I'm a little more familiar with Sister He."

"You!" He Qing was shocked, not only shocked by Wendong's identity, but even more shocked by Zhang Hanhan, who was rumored to be the goddess of business. He didn't know Wendong well, so why did he use this newcomer and still have such a high position?Immediately, he became confused again, wondering what happened between Wen Dong and Mr. Zhang that made Mr. Zhang make such an important decision.

Just as He Qing was about to ask again, the cell phone in Wen Dong's arms rang, and she took it out to look at it before remembering today's arrangement.

"If you want to be busy, go first. I'm fine and I can take care of myself." He Qing said carefully.

(End of this chapter)