Chapter 271: It's Wonderful

"No more nonsense!" Nightshade glanced at her, and then embraced Bluegrass into the glorious hall.

Anne followed in and said self-deprecatingly, "Yes, I'd better talk less nonsense, lest you be blasted out of this beautiful house, you know, I'm poor, I can't survive without you." ”

Listening to the woman's ambiguous words, Lan Cao couldn't help but lower her voice and asked, "Hey, who is she you?" ”

Nightshade squeezed her little hand and said with a smile, "She is not my woman, she was not before, and she will not be in the future, you can rest assured, no one dares to rob me with you!" ”

"......" Bluegrass was speechless.

What is this guy talking about?

Isn't she worried that a woman will rob him of him?

Hmph, is it really a peerless beautiful man, all women, after seeing him, will they fall in love with him one by one?

If you want to talk about beautiful men, Xiao Ying and Ge Qi, that is the real beautiful man.

Nightshade didn't linger in the spacious hall, and pulled Bluegrass through the hallway to a room at the end.

"Open!" Nightshade turned back to Anne.

Anne shrugged and obediently opened the door with her fingerprints.

What catches your eye is a big world of flowers.

On the walls, on the cabinets, on the shelves are beautiful and small patterns.

There are all kinds of floral types, all kinds of heroes, all kinds of popular languages, and so on.

"Miss Anne, this is your tattoo operating room, right?" Bluegrass asked with a smile.

Anne smiled, "It's so smart, it's worthy of being a woman, I saw the point at a glance, I thought you would scream like a girl." Like this. Ah, these pictures are so beautiful, so beautiful. ”

In this regard, Nightshade just said lightly, "Annie, my woman is not the material for your jokes, so keep your mouth shut." ”

Hearing this, Anne hurriedly bowed and laughed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just that your little girlfriend is too cute and easy to bully, I can't help but want to tease her, but I haven't even started to do anything to her, you just stop me so nervously, hmph, you're too partial, right?" ”

Nightshade ignored her performance, but thoughtfully led the blue grass to the sofa and sat down, "After standing for so long, you must be tired, come and sit down here." ”

"Won't you?" Anne's jaw dropped.

When has Nightfall ever treated a woman so gently and considerately?

Even if she had known him for so many years, he had never spoken to her so gently.

At this time, Byrne came in, "Annie, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are still so unruly, let me tell you, Bluegrass is the wife of the night dead, don't mess around." ”

"What?" Anne was surprised, "Wife? When did you get married and marry a wife? How did I not know? ”

"It's not too late for you to know." Nightshade snorted faintly.

Anne's face changed, and she asked nervously, "This, this, Mr. Byrne, what the hell is going on?" Why did she marry this yellow-haired girl? Shouldn't he marry a mature and intellectual woman like me? How could he marry a yellow-haired girl who doesn't know anything? ”

"Okay, don't talk about yellow-haired girls and yellow-haired girls all day long, and get down to business." Bourne tapped Anne on the shoulder and walked to a dressing room.

Anne was unwilling, she rushed to the night and the blue grass, "Death, no matter what woman has appeared around you before, and what woman you have had an affair with, I think it was out of nowhere, or those women borrowed you to hype, but how can this yellow-haired girl become your wife overnight?" Hmph, I don't agree! ”

Hearing this, Nightshade raised his head and said expressionlessly, "Who I want to marry is my freedom, and I don't need your consent." ”

"Did Mrs. Ice Crystal agree? Needless to say, she certainly won't ......"

"Shut up!" Nightshade suddenly shouted angrily.

The volume was so loud that Blue Grass couldn't help but shake her body and was frightened.

Anne didn't expect her words to annoy Nightfall.

But what did she say wrong?

She felt that everything she said was for his sake.

"Anne, come here." Bourne, who had changed his clothes, called Anne to his side.

After Anne was yelled at by him, she suddenly became obedient, "Okay, sorry, it's me who is wrong, you can punish me, but didn't you say that you want to ask me to help you do something?" Say, what do you want me to do? ”

Nightshade pursed her lips and said nothing, but suddenly reached out to unbutton the button on Bluegrass's chest.

Lan Cao was startled, thinking that this guy had some evil thoughts, so he grabbed his hand, "Nightfall, what are you doing?" ”

Nightshade patted her wary little face and explained, "Make no mistake, I untied your clothes to show Anne the tattoo on your chest. ”

"Why should I give her my tattoo? No, I don't. Bluegrass decisively refused.

Just kidding, her body is her own, why should she let him admire whoever he says?

Bluegrass disagrees, but Anne is piqued with curiosity.

As soon as Nightshade said this, she immediately understood.

She said, "Miss Lan, since you have untied your clothes, you can let me see your tattoos there, right?" By the way, I'm a tattoo enthusiast, and I'm not an artist, but I have a lot of work that has won international awards, so I'm sure to give you a tattoo that is both personal and beautiful. ”

Anne said as she pushed the Nightshade away, then reached for Bluegrass's chest.

"Hey, don't touch me!" Bluegrass grabbed the collar and didn't let the woman get her way.

"Hastily, show Anne your tattoo!" Nightshade's unhurried tone, but so serious.

Blue grass bit her lip, knowing that she couldn't dodge, so her hand grabbing her collar began to unbutton her clothes one by one.

Soon, the tail of the little phoenix on the blue grass's chest was revealed in front of Anne's eyes.

"Wow!" Anne was shocked, "Is this the legendary black tattoo that has been lost for many years?" Wow, it's really good, it's wonderful. ”

Anne was amazed, completely delighted by the tattoo on Bluegrass's chest.

She is a tattoo lover, she has heard of Hei's tattoos for a long time, before, she frequently visited the Hei family on Phoenix Island, trying to find out the people in the Hei family who know tattoos, and ask them to teach some tattoo techniques, but to no avail.

The glorious history of the Black tattoo does not need to be exaggerated, and those who are familiar with the history of Phoenix Island understand the contribution of this technique to Phoenix Island.

Hei's tattoo technique has been lost for hundreds of years, and it is strange that such a famous tattoo technique has not left any works that can be appreciated by future generations.

However, Anne actually saw a work suspected of Hei's tattoo technique on the blue grass, and it was a very sensitive pattern - a phoenix!