Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

Zhou Cheng thought Su Qingyan would take him to some unexpected place again, but he didn't expect him to drive directly back home.

Zhou Cheng muttered to himself, is this just a "play"? But I haven't starved him recently.

After parking the car in Jinghu's underground garage, Su Qingyan did not take the elevator directly to the top floor, but went to the lobby on the first floor.

Zhou Cheng then saw Lu Ze sitting on the sofa in the reception area waiting for them.

"Why don't you go up first?" Su Qingyan saw that there was a table full of food and drinks on the coffee table in front of Lu Ze, and it seemed that he had been there for quite a while.

"I'm not going. I'm so comfortable here." Lu Ze took the warm towel handed over by the foreman, wiped his hands, and finished his brunch.

Zhou Cheng stood behind Su Qingyan, not knowing what they were going to do, but he did not say a word outside, fearing that Su Qingyan would say something unorthodox again.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the foreman pushed a trolley case over and followed them to help take it to the top floor.

However, Lu Ze took the suitcase and did not let him go upstairs.

Zhou Cheng spoke only when they got to the elevator.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's fun and exciting, and it might be a little painful." Su Qingyan put one hand on Zhou Cheng's shoulder and touched his chest with the other, saying eagerly.

Lu Ze moved the suitcase to a corner and sat on it, trying to keep as much distance from them as possible.

Zhou Cheng looked very confused. What on earth was Su Qingyan trying to do? Why did he call Lu Ze over?

Lu Ze immediately avoided Zhou Cheng's inquiring gaze, took out his phone to check the time, unlocked it, and randomly clicked into an app.

After arriving home, Su Qingyan urged Lu Ze to quickly put out all the equipment. Zhou Cheng watched the two of them teasing each other while opening their suitcases.

"Accompany me to get a tattoo." Su Qingyan pulled Zhou Cheng who was standing behind him.

Lu Ze sat on the chair, turned on the fill light, and put on gloves seriously.

"Have you washed your hands? Why are you wearing gloves directly?" Zhou Cheng frowned as he saw that Lu Ze didn't even have the most basic awareness of sterility.

"I'm not performing surgery... why are you being so strict?" Although Lu Ze was protesting, he immediately took off his gloves and washed his hands.

"You got the point wrong, didn't you?" Su Qingyan thought Zhou Cheng would reject him, or at least resist. Who would have thought that he would actually care about Lu Ze's operating procedures.

"Is he reliable?" Zhou Cheng asked Su Qingyan as he watched Lu Ze wash his hands.

"He was an apprentice in a tattoo shop when he was in school. Foreigners like to paint on their bodies." Su Qingyan quickly comforted him.

"Or let's go to a formal place. His small workshop... doesn't look safe." Zhou Cheng looked at the various instruments that had just been put out with critical eyes.

"Do you agree?" Su Qingyan could not keep up with Zhou Cheng's pace. He thought he would first persuade him to accompany him to get a tattoo by appealing to his emotions and reason, but he did not expect that he would agree immediately. This was completely inconsistent with his usual serious personality.

"Why shouldn't I agree?" Zhou Cheng was also puzzled.

"I thought you were going to say something like... your body and hair are given by your parents... decent people don't get tattoos..."

"I come from a feudal society?" Zhou Cheng interrupted him.

Su Qingyan thought about it and finally came to the conclusion: "Old-fashioned on the outside, but very wild on the inside."

"What do you want to tattoo? Where?" Zhou Cheng asked.

"Tattoo your name on your chest. Lu Ze has designed several fonts for you to choose from." Su Qingyan saw Lu Ze coming back and quickly asked him to take out the manuscript.

Zhou Cheng felt that Su Qingyan was still the same... tasteless as always. He thought that he would get a tattoo with a pattern or words of special meaning, but he didn't expect it to be a very old-fashioned name.

Lu Ze glanced at Zhou Cheng and knew that he was secretly complaining. In fact, he also hated it, but there was nothing he could do. He had to do whatever his father told him to do.

"Who's going first?" Lu Ze asked after seeing that they had already made their choice.

Zhou Cheng felt that Lu Ze's skills needed to be tested, so he decided to be the guinea pig first. He didn't want Su Qingyan's chest to become a mess.

Lu Ze never thought that a tattoo master like himself would be able to survive a catastrophe. Every time he performed a step, Zhou Cheng would ask him in detail and stare at his operation. Lu Ze felt that his fingers were about to be burned by his eyes.

Fortunately, it was just a few letters tattooed and the area was not very large, so it was finished in a short while.

"This doesn't seem to be that difficult." Zhou Cheng concluded.

“…” Lu Ze felt that Zhou Cheng was attacking him with a dimensionality reduction attack. How could he dare to compete with the hand holding the scalpel?

"Let me tattoo it for you." Zhou Cheng turned and said to Su Qingyan.

Lu Ze wanted to escape very much. He really didn’t want to play with them anymore. This was simply an insult to himself.

After hearing this, Su Qingyan did not refuse, but agreed without any hesitation.

It took Lu Ze only a minute to comfort himself. It was not shameful. After all, he had used knife skills on others more times than himself.

"Do you want to use anesthetic?" Zhou Cheng asked considerately.

"No, you didn't put it on either, right?" Su Qingyan looked at the row of letters on Zhou Cheng's still red chest, her joy swelling like a balloon, and she felt elated.

When Zhou Cheng started tattooing, Lu Ze stared at him for a while at first, but later he felt that it was totally unnecessary and started to provide support, taking out his phone to take photos and videos of them.

"Other people gain weight when they are in a relationship, but why are you two both losing weight?"

"Other people are just in love, but don't we still have to raise a child? Mom and dad work so hard every day for you."

What Su Qingyan said was true. Zhou Cheng was always busy with work, and he was also very busy every day. It took Su Chonglin several months to gradually transfer all the business in Mincheng to him.

It didn't take Zhou Cheng long to tattoo his name, and the result was just as good as Lu Ze's.

“Hurry up and post it on your Moments to show off.” Lu Ze sent all kinds of materials to Su Qingyan’s phone.

With the advice of the art director, Su Qingyan quickly clicked and sent a few pictures.

Not long after posting on WeChat Moments, Su Qingyan received a video invitation from her mother.

"Xiao Zhou also knows how to tattoo?" Mingjun asked immediately after the video was connected.

"Isn't it awesome?" Su Qingyan said proudly.

Lu Ze greeted Ming Yun familiarly, while Zhou Cheng turned around to find clothes to wear, and only appeared in front of the camera after he was dressed neatly.

"Xiao Zhou, have you lost weight? You seem to have lost a lot more weight since you were at the ski resort." Mingjun asked with some concern.

Zhou Cheng looked embarrassed. When he thought about the content of the ski resort video sent by Su Qingyan, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"I have to ask the aunt at home to supervise you to eat well. Mom likes healthy and strong children."

When Zhou Cheng heard her say that, he hesitated and didn't know how to respond. He immediately started making a fitness plan in his mind.

The weekend passed quickly. After the shift was handed over on Monday morning, Zhou Cheng was about to go for rounds when he was called to the office by Li Yu.

"A fellowship at Massachusetts General Hospital, focusing on liver transplantation."