137. Chapter 137 Your name is the prettiest part 8
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.
Jiang Weiwei looked at the tools in her toolbox. There were various small tattoo machines and various handmade tattoo knives...
Soon, she will have the name of the man who raped her engraved on her leg.
Jiang Wei simply closed his eyes and refused to look at this moment.
"Miao Miao?"
Xiang Yutian frowned when he saw Jiang Weiwei like this. Is she so afraid of pain? Why didn't she feel it before? She was kicked by him and still endured the pain and walked stubbornly.
Is it because you become afraid of pain after a head injury?
The female tattoo artist picked up the hand-made tattoo knife and started to prepare to put pen to paper. She is professional and does not even need a pattern.
Xiang Yutian's dark eyes stared sharply at the sharp tip of the knife. The tip of the knife was only one centimeter away from Jiang's only fair and jade-like skin, and it would fall at any time...
Jiang Wei had his eyes closed and his face was expressionless.
However, her hand involuntarily grabbed the corner of his clothes and held it firmly with her slender fingers.
"Master Xiang, First Sister, I'm ready to start."
The female tattoo artist reported carefully, holding the handmade tattoo knife and about to drop it...
"No more tattoos!"
Xiang Yutian suddenly raised his hand and swept away the slender and sharp tattoo knife.
"Bang."
The knife fell to the ground.
The sound is not loud, but very crisp.
The female tattoo artist shrank in fear and looked at Xiang Yutian in panic, "Young Master Xiang, did I do something wrong?"
Jiang Weiwei opened his eyes and looked at the man beside him doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
So what happened to everything?
"Aren't you afraid of pain? No more tattoos." Xiang Yutian said, his tone was not good, but he was firm.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi's heart trembled.
Did he really stop letting her get a tattoo?
"Give me a tattoo." Xiang Yutian reached out and unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, pulled open the collar, and exposed a large area of his muscular chest.
"Yes, Mr. Xiang."
The female tattoo artist stood up nervously, "I wonder what Mr. Xiang wants to tattoo?"
"The small seal font, the character 'miao', is the word Shuimu." Xiang Yutian said, pointing to the second rib under his collarbone, and said in a low voice, "Tattoo here."
Jiang Weiwei looked at him in astonishment.
"This place hurts a little." The female tattoo artist reminded kindly, "Then I will use a tattoo machine instead..."
"Handmade tattoos."
Xiang Yutian said coldly, grabbed Jiang Weiwei's hand and lay down on the sofa.
Jiang Weiwei was pulled by him to follow him and almost fell on him. Xiang Yutian took the opportunity to hug her into his arms, kissed her on the forehead, smiled low and ambiguously, "Throwing herself into his arms again."
Woolen cloth?"
"Believe me, if you don't do anything, I will definitely not throw myself into your arms."
Jiang Weiwei said coldly, sitting up from him and trying to take his hand away but couldn't.
Xiang Yutian held her hand firmly, his eyes glaring, "Don't leave, you're here to look at my tattoos."
"What's so good about tattoos?"
Jiang Weiwei didn't want to see it.
Using the tip of a tattoo knife to scratch the skin bit by bit will make the blood and flesh blurred, and the picture will not be very beautiful.
What's more, what he wants to get tattooed is the word "Miao".
"Your name is the most beautiful." Xiang Yutian said in an arrogant tone, pulling her closer to him and forcing her to squat down beside him.
Jiang Weiyi tried to break away, but Xiang Yutian's brows immediately twisted in dissatisfaction, and his slender fingers grabbed her wrist harder and harder.