"I refuse." Jiang Weiwei was almost convinced by Xiang Yutian. He could do a lot of things that she didn't expect every day.
"reason."
"There are too many strokes in the three characters Xiang Yutian."
"It's just the word 'Heaven'." Xiang Yutian stared down at her, put a hand on her leg, and said in a magnetic and sexy voice, "The word 'Heaven' in small seal script."
How could he let her have so many tattoos on her body?
Xiaozhuan.
Jiang only thought of the words on her string of bells, and it turned out that he really cared about their encounter more than ten years ago.
"I don't want to get a tattoo." For a mission, she sacrificed her innocence and dignity, and now she has to tattoo the name of her undercover target on her body...
She can't do it.
She couldn't cross the threshold in her heart, and she couldn't let black and white mix together.
"Why?" Xiang Yutian frowned.
Jiang Weiwei gave a random reason, "I'm afraid of pain."
Xiang Yutian's eyes darkened, and the big palm on her leg moved, as if thinking, and after touching it for a while, he said deeply, "Just hurt me this once, to prove that you belong to me."
She doesn't have him in her heart for the moment, so let's leave traces on her body first.
"..."
She doesn't belong to anyone.
Jiang Weiwei resisted very much and wanted to say something. Xiang Yutian's hand clasped her shoulder firmly, locking her fingers deeply, causing pain in her shoulder. The threat was obvious.
If she doesn't agree again, he will be angry.
Jiang Weiwei lowered his eyes and clenched his teeth unconsciously.
Now Xiang Yutian dotes on her in every possible way. Apart from kissing and hugging her, he does not force her to go to bed. If she continues to disobey, he will go crazy.
"Okay, where do you want me to get the tattoo?"
Jiang Weiwei's voice was stiff and compromised.
If she doesn't just get a tattoo of a man's name, she can't be pretentious. If it really offends Xiang Yutian, she can't live with it.
Although, she hasn't yet figured out where the limit of his anger is... Ever since he confirmed that she was Miaomiao, he has not lost his temper with her once, and has only compromised again and again.
"On the legs."
Through her pants, Xiang Yutian's hand ambiguously crossed the two-thirds of her knees.
"Xiang Yutian, do you like me because we met when we were young, or because I have long legs?" Jiang Weiyi was helpless about his long-legged disease.
One of her legs has become his personal collection.
"It's not like, it's love."
Xiang Yutian corrected her choice of words, looking at her deeply with his eyes, a soft smile on his lips.
"You didn't answer my question."
"I don't want to tell you yet." Xiang Yutian refused to answer.
"..."
Jiang was speechless.
"Except for the female tattoo artist, everyone else is going out." Xiang Yutian's expression suddenly changed, and he said with an imposing manner.
There was only one female tattoo artist left in the ward. Xiang Yutian bent down and rolled up Jiang Weiwei's left leg to the top of his thigh, revealing his fair and slender legs.
The female tattoo artist moved the coffee table away and took out a set of tools.
"Kneel down and get the tattoo." Xiang Yutian looked at the tattoo artist arrogantly, with a condescending tone, "Get the tattoo with the same attitude towards your life."
"Yes, Mr. Xiang."
"If you dare to make your tattoo worse, I promise to make your life worse too." Xiang Yutian said lazily and casually, but he threatened every word.
"Yes, Mr. Xiang."
The female tattoo artist replied tremblingly, swallowed her saliva, knelt down in front of Jiang Weiwei, took out a small bottle, poured some liquid from it and applied it on her legs.