"Why do you want to tattoo a knife?"

This sentence was asked by Li Henan in a calm tone, why did Li Jiageng react so strongly?

Then let’s talk about where this knife is tattooed.

It was a very delicate short knife, three quarters of a hand long, with a narrow strip. It was artistically processed and colorful. The whole knife slid down against the left hip bone. , the tip of the knife disappears to...

Yes, he took off his clothes when he was drunk that day. He must have seen it. It's not surprising. Originally, tattoos are meant to show off to others, but Li Kageng didn't expect such a big reaction from him. He is not an innocent boy. Even waking up in a strange room wearing only a pair of underwear is not a shocking thing for him, and fleeing is just thinking that he has fallen into a sinful den.

Anyone who looks at the scenery and listens to the music will be confused when suddenly asked a question that doesn't make sense?

After he finished coughing, Li Henan continued to speak: "The tattoo is pretty good."

He kept the second half of the words in his stomach, and did not finish.

The lines are smooth, the texture is fine, the color is clear, and the pattern is bold, especially on that part, which is eye-catching and amazing, and the skin looks whiter.

Li Jiageng glanced suspiciously at the people next to him, and saw that Li Henan had a normal expression, without any obscenity, as if he was just casually praising a pair of jeans.

This round, he lost.

After stroking his hot earlobe, Li Jiageng cleared his throat, and then he spoke in order to hold his respect: "Is it really beautiful?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a frivolous tone: "Do you want to take a closer look?"

As soon as the words fell, Li Henan slammed the steering wheel. It was a coincidence that there was an obvious pothole on the road, and the dodge was not instant. A little proud.

Why not avoid it in advance?Because I was distracted.

"No more." Just listen to Li Henan continuing, his old god is staring at the front: "I see that the edge of the pattern is still a little red, I just want to remind you to try not to get wet these days, it is best to wipe it with iodophor every day .”

"..."

I lost again.

Li Henan didn't wait for an answer, frowned, and glanced at him: "Did you hear that?"

"heard it."

"Ah."

Cold sweat dripping down my face, I'm fucking teasing a man to see a doctor instead of seeing a doctor, dear!This is the way home, not the surgery office, right? !

"But it's really good-looking, and it suits you very well." Li Henan still had a little desire to survive.

"Ha." Li Kah Kee refused to accept the message.

"But why tattoo it there?"

Li Jiageng rolled his eyes in his heart: Of course it was to increase the fun at that time, so why not ask?

"I just... didn't think about it so much, and I still have to live a life. It's not good to be seen by colleagues or something, and I don't like the pattern of Xiao Bu Diu Diu."

"Too close to the bone."

"what?"

"It's too close to the bone, and it's a place with dense nerves. Does it hurt when you get tattooed?"

The car drove to a big intersection, and the light for turning left happened to be on. Li Henan seized the opportunity to turn over. With this smooth big turn, Li Jiageng's heart and body were thrown sideways.

"...Yeah, it doesn't hurt very much." He heard his dry voice.

It took a long time for the heart to fall back to its original position.

It hurts so much, it hurts to death.

I didn't think much about it at first, I just felt that this position is suitable, stretching down diagonally along the hip bone and the mermaid line, once the clothes are taken off, the picture is poorly seen, how fucking sexy and seductive it is.

Want to get a better look?Come on, bring your face closer, closer...

You see, he even thought out his lines, how could he back down because of the pain?

But during the tattoo, every second is suffering, the needle tip falls and is lifted again, time seems to stand still, there is only endless pain, he cried until the contact lens fell off, okay?He figured out why big bosses all want tattoos on their backs. Black and white ones are not enough to look good. They must be colored ones, because if the color is to be rich and long-lasting, heavy colors must be injected into the stable layer of the skin. The stable layer is What?It is the basal layer, the last layer of skin responsible for protecting internal tissues and organs!

"A tattoo of a knife means rebirth from nirvana, fire, phoenix, etc. I think it's a bit vulgar." Inexplicably, Li Jiageng began to seriously answer the first question raised by Li Henan.

The latter gave him a surprised look.

Li Jiageng knew what he meant, and continued to explain with self-deprecation: "There is nothing that needs to be put to death and reborn. It's just that I am relatively long in the second phase of middle school. The pattern with a sharp knife facing in is a bit cool."

Li Henan smiled: "Well, it's pretty cool."

At this point, the time was about the same as expected. The car drove into the community where he lived. The kindergarten was about to end. Parents who picked up their children lined up in several queues. Various electric tricycles and private cars crowded the limited passageway.

But Li Kah Kee could no longer come up with a proposal to invite the other party upstairs for a talk.

It's not that atmosphere at all.

Even if the other party is really invited to sit down, there are only two things that can happen.

Either when cleanliness occurs, order yourself to clean up the room, or, when occupational disease occurs, supervise yourself to disinfect the wound.

Uh... Thinking about it this way, the latter incident is also quite touching.

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