"Tattoo? Do you want a tattoo? Where? On your bare head?"
Regarding Ye Xiaochuan's question, Zuo Qiu laughed and couldn't help but ridiculed him a few words.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I'm not a bad boy from society. Of course I don't want to get a tattoo. I just saw the tattoos on Brahma and Fengyunduan's arms. They looked very domineering."
Zuo Qiudao: "I can't tattoo, but I can draw."
Under Ye Xiaochuan's bare forehead, his big eyes kept spinning, and said: "Painting? That's okay, you can draw two powerful ones on me!"
Zuo Qiudao: "What exactly do you want to do?"
Ye Xiaochuan coyly made many excuses, but refused to tell the specific reason why he wanted a tattoo.
This made Zuo Qiu feel very strange.
Although Ye Xiaochuan usually behaves mischievously, he is definitely not a messy person. Now he insisted on drawing patterns on his body without explaining the reason. Zuo Qiu felt that there must be an ulterior purpose in it, and maybe he thought of it again.
A new trick to pick up girls.
Ye Xiaochuan raised his hands and swore and cursed: "I can swear to God that my tattoo has nothing to do with picking up girls or women. I made this decision because I have serious business."
Zuo Qiu was quite helpless. Ye Xiaochuan had weird ideas in his head. He was different from ordinary people. Sometimes he seemed very mature and could stand alone. On this trip to southern Xinjiang, from searching for Wushan Jade Slips to heavenly intelligence, Ye Xiaochuan could say
It is the greatest achievement.
But sometimes, this guy is like a naughty kid who hasn't grown up, likes to make mischief, and does everything based on his childlike innocence.
Both of these people are Ye Xiaochuan, and it is impossible to say which one is Ye Xiaochuan's true nature.
Unable to withstand Ye Xiaochuan's insistence, Zuo Qiu had no choice but to agree to his weird request.
When Ye Xiaochuan saw that Zuo Qiu agreed, he was overjoyed. He took off his shirt and let Zuo Qiu start writing. Zuo Qiu slapped him on the back of the head and said, "There are people around, how can this be inappropriate?"
Ye Xiaochuan saw that there were indeed many people around, especially fairies. They came to the creek to fetch water and wash themselves early in the morning. It was really not suitable to do this in such a large public.
He said: "Then let's go paint in the tent and walk around."
Zuo Qiu held the clothes she had just washed for Ye Xiaochuan and was dragged into her tent in the valley by Ye Xiaochuan.
As soon as he entered the tent, Ye Xiaochuan eagerly took off his upper clothes, revealing his bronze skin.
Zuo Qiu felt very bad now. She and Ye Xiaochuan were alone in a tent, and Ye Xiaochuan was still naked. This was the first time that a young girl like her had such an opportunity with a man, and it was inevitable that she felt a little confused.
Hit, my cheeks felt a little hot.
Ye Xiaochuan did not notice the change in Zuo Qiu's heart. He said: "Don't just look at my majestic figure. Work quickly. Start with my left arm. Draw a green dragon with teeth and claws on my left arm.
The more powerful, the better.”
Zuo Qiu came back to his senses, forced himself to calm down, and took out the paint brush from the Qiankun bag.
Her painting skills are not as good as Baili Yuan's, but as a famous fairy and talented woman today, she is more than enough to fool Ye Xiaochuan, a cataract patient with serious aesthetic defects.
Just as he was about to start drawing a green dragon on Ye Xiaochuan's left arm, Zuo Qiu's expression suddenly stiffened. There were many scars on Ye Xiaochuan's body, especially on his back, as many as a dozen. Although they were very faded, they were still the same.
shocking,
Zuo Qiu slowly stretched out his hand and touched the scar on Ye Xiaochuan's back, and suddenly his heart felt sour.
Ye Xiaochuan seemed to realize something, looked back and said, "What's wrong?"
Zuo Qiudao: "You...these scars on your body..." Ye Xiaochuan curled his lips and said: "I have the nerve to mention these scars, they are all struck by lightning. When I was in the Underworld, trying to find a way out, I was struck by lightning.
It has been more than a year since I was hit dozens of times, and these scars have not gone away. I guess they are just like this and will never go away for the rest of my life. But this doesn’t matter.
What, how can a man be manly if he doesn’t have a hundred and eighty scars on his body? Isn’t he just a pretty boy like Qingfeng Li?”
Zuo Qiu hit Ye Xiaochuan on the back with his pink fist, and said angrily: "How did Qingfeng Li offend you? Why do you dislike him all day long? Is it because he is more handsome than you? You don't
You must be so cautious."
Ye Xiaochuan was a little annoyed when Zuo Qiu exposed his true thoughts, and said: "Aside from being whiter than me, his chin is more three-dimensional, and his face is prettier than mine, what else can he compare to me? Well, I'll go with it.
Find someone else to draw for me."
Zuo Qiu sat Ye Xiaochuan in the tent again.
If he didn't draw it for him, the boy would definitely go to other fairies for help. I don't know when, but Zuo Qiu hated other fairies getting close to Ye Xiaochuan.
After more than an hour, Ye Xiaochuan had become a walking mural.
Zuo Qiu was very satisfied with his art work. He pointed at Ye Xiaochuan's body and said: "Green dragon on the left, white tiger on the right. The red bird is in the belly, the dragon's head is on the chest. The dragon's claws on the left shoulder are facing the ground, and the tiger's tail on the right shoulder is raised to the sky. The basalt shell on the back is shrunk.
, the fangs on the head are turned out... What do you think?" Ye Xiaochuan took the chaos mirror and looked left and right, then nodded secretly. Especially Zuo Qiu, who adapted to local conditions and used his bald head as a place for painting,
On the back of Dudu's head is a picture of a sharp mouth and fangs like a hungry ghost, especially the teeth, which are also painted with bright red fuel, like
It looked like I had just swallowed a dozen.
Ye Xiaochuan felt that the sharp mouth and fangs on the bald head alone could scare 373 little girls to tears.
Suddenly, he tilted his head to look at the Chaos Mirror and said, "Qiu, isn't this turtle behind me not domineering enough?"
Zuo Qiu seemed to want to laugh, but she held it back. She said seriously: "This is not an ordinary turtle, it is Xuanwu, one of the Four Elephant Spirits."
Of course Ye Xiaochuan knew that Xuanwu looked like a big turtle, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the turtle on his back.
Forget it, he felt that he looked very good now and started to get dressed.
At this moment, the tent was opened, and a man walked in and said: "Senior Sister Zuo, Senior Brother Jiang is looking for..."
Just after saying seven words, the man suddenly stopped talking and looked at the two people in the tent with his eyes wide open.
Zuo Qiu's cheeks were slightly red, and Ye Xiaochuan was getting dressed.
There is a man and a woman alone, and the behavior of Ye Xiaochuan who is getting dressed at the moment makes it difficult not to let people think about it.
The atmosphere in the tent immediately became weird, and the three people looked at each other in confusion.
The man stammered: "Zuo...Senior Sister Zuo, you won't talk to Ye Xiaochuan...I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything! I, Ye Dachuan, have the strictest mouth, and I will never talk nonsense!"
Zuo Qiu reacted and shouted: "Ye Dachuan, this is not what you think!"
