138. Chapter 138 Seeing and Said You Don’t Love Me 1
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.
Forget it, just stay with me.
Jiang Weiwei gave up the resistance and watched the female tattoo artist make preparations. Then he picked up the handmade tattoo knife, measured the position on Xiang Yutian's ribs, and then started to cut...
When the first knife was struck, Jiang Wei turned his face away.
She is not a person who is afraid of seeing blood. A strong heart, trained by the AN organization Anjo, is a must.
She doesn't understand why, but she doesn't want to see the tattoo process.
In fact, she knew that the pain of this kind of tattoo was far less than the pain when she beat him that day. He could bear it, but she no longer had the hatred or pleasure she felt at that time.
Somewhere along the way, her thoughts about Xiang Yutian had changed a lot.
But how long has it been...
Xiang Yutian is a madman, is she also crazy?
"Do you feel sorry for me?" Xiang Yutian leaned against the armrest of the sofa, staring deeply at her tilted head, with a hint of pride on his lips.
"I don't."
Jiang Weiyi denied it without thinking.
As soon as she turned her head, she saw her face reflected in his pupils. Her face... turned out to be unbearable.
"You have."
Xiang Yutian held her hand tightly, with a childish look on his face, "I told you, you will fall in love with me sooner or later."
He and she were destined to be together.
"I didn't!"
Jiang Weiwei retorted excitedly and shook his hand away.
Xiang Yutian's body tilted, and the female tattoo artist's knife cut his skin, and reddish blood dripped out...
Xiang Yutian gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
"Oops, it looks like I need to tattoo bigger words. Is five centimeters okay, Mr. Xiang?" The female tattoo artist took out a tissue to wipe off the little blood and asked cautiously.
The small seal font of Miao is so complicated, and the tattoo needs to be as big as 5 centimeters?
Jiang Weiwei looked at Xiang Yutian blankly, and met Xiang Yutian's dark eyes. There was no blame, only affection.
"Okay, get it tattooed right away."
Xiang Yutian was talking to the tattoo artist, but his eyes were staring straight at Jiang Weiwei, "Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat after the tattoo is done."
"I'm not a pig." How long had she eaten her last meal?
"But why do you cry out that you are hungry every time I touch you?" Xiang Yutian glanced at her pointedly, with the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.
"..." Jiang Weiyi remained silent.
Because when his head is full of erotic thoughts, only crying hungry can make him stop.
He took care of her more carefully than she did herself.
Ever since she was little, no one has taken care of her like Xiang Yutian, taking care of everything.
Thinking of this, Jiang Weiwei lowered his eyes, not daring to let himself think about it anymore... If this continues, sooner or later she will be moved by Xiang Yutian.
"Miaomiao, come here." Xiang Yutian lay on his back leaning against the armrest of the sofa and hooked his hand towards her.
"don't want."
Jiang Weiyi refused.
If she gets excited again, he may have to get a 10cm tattoo.
"Is it a conditioned reflex for you to reject me now?" Xiang Yutian pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. The two words he hated most in his life had changed from "AN" to "no".
Say nothing to her.
Miaomiao, come here; don’t.
Miaomiao, kiss me; don’t.
Miaomiao, give it to me; don’t want it.
How many times does she have to reject him before she is happy? He is also made of flesh and blood, not a wooden man, he will be hurt.