The servant knocked on the door, and Ximen Longting let her go, coldly picked up a coat from the floor and put it on her body.
Jing Jiaren curled up on the chair, covering his coat.
Watching the man wearing only pants, showing his strong and sexy upper body, he opened the door and took the medicine from the servant.
He said that he had a full set of tools, which proved that he had learned tattooing and that he had done all the tattoos on his chest and abdomen by himself?
Last time I saw his tattoo in the theater, the vines weren't that long.
Jing Jiaren frowned——
Could it be that every time he was in pain, it would be tattooed on him?!
So I didn’t see the word JIA last time?
Just like when she was sad and in pain, she used a razor blade to cut her hands. He stabbed his body, which was also a form of self-mutilation!
It is said that if a tattoo is washed lightly, it will leave a mark, but if it is washed deep, it will leave a scar.
Anyway, I won’t go back to the way it was before…
Is it like a love that you loved forever but had to be destroyed?
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Servants slipped one after another in the bright hall.
I don’t know who poured lubricant on the ground...
When I stepped on it, it slipped for more than ten meters, and everyone was knocked upside down.
Sun, who was hiding in the dark, puffed up his cheeks. These idiots ruined his masterpiece. Why didn't the old man show up?
"Young Master, so you are here." A servant came to him, holding a delicious cheesecake in his hand, "Let's have some afternoon tea."
SUN was feeling hungry, so he took the cake from the servant and ate it.
It tastes very good, but has a special mellow aroma.
"What's in here?"
"There's nothing special in it. Does it taste wrong?"
"It's a bit weird." SUN frowned and explored.
The servant became nervous, fearing that Sun would notice something strange.
“But it’s delicious, SUN likes it!”
"Then let's have another piece." The servant handed over another piece with confidence.
SUN finished eating quickly, took the hand towel handed by the servant and wiped his hands, the gentleman said: "Thank you."
The servant smiled guiltily: "Young Master, do you want some juice?"
SUN was a little dizzy and her cheeks were as red as a hard-boiled egg.
He took a few steps, and his little body began to stumble and stagger.
The servant hurriedly followed him: "Young Master, how do you feel?"
"I'm feeling dizzy, uh..." He paused, and the mellow aroma came out. It was a specially processed rice wine.
This is the first time for SUN to drink alcohol, because Jing Jiaren does not allow children to drink.
So this little milk bag was tragically drunk...
Jing Jia and Ximen Longting heard the servant report that Sun was drunk, so they walked downstairs to see the situation.
I could hear the servants laughing in the distance.
It turns out that SUN was hanging on a landscape tree, saying that he was Spider-Man, and no matter what, no one could pull him down.
"What's going on?" Jing Jiaren hurried over.
"The young master was drunk. He just said he was Superman and took off his underwear to cover his head. After a while, he said he was a Transformer...and now he is Spider-Man!"
Jing Jiaren looked at her son hanging upside down on the tree, her face as red as an apple.
SUN closed his eyes and shouted: "With great power there must be great responsiblity."