Shen Zhihan in the real world was at the same age as Lu Yanxiu, and he had not yet made a fortune.

At that time, the eighteen-year-old brother and the seventeen-year-old Tang Mint were the poorest in memory.

On Tang Mint's seventeenth birthday, all the money on the brother and sister was not enough to buy her a beautiful dress.

They wandered the streets, passing by a tattoo parlor that was doing an event, and Tang Mint took her brother in and asked him to tattoo her name on his waist.

Shen Zhihan talked to her about the conditions: "Then this is a birthday gift, and you are not allowed to use this matter to settle old accounts in the future." ”

Tang Mint nodded with a smile and went to the tattoo parlor with his brother.

So eighteen-year-old Shen Zhihan tattooed the word "Tang Tang" on his waist.

At that time, Tang Mint didn't know what his feelings for his brother were, but he felt that this feeling was really good, and his whole chest was satisfied.

Later, after understanding her possessiveness for her brother, she wanted to touch the tattoo on her brother's waist countless times, but her brother always grabbed her hand: "Tang Tang, don't make trouble." ”

A man's waist is not something that people can touch casually.

And now, Lu Yanxiu, who has the fragments of his brother's soul, is lying on the operating table, his shirt is lifted up, and the leather button is down, revealing his thin waist and sharp mermaid lines.

The young man who tattooed him sighed: "This waist, Nier, you have made a lot of money." ”

Tang Mint moved a low stool and sat on the edge of the operating table, with his hands on his cheeks, watching the young man start working.

Lu Yanxiu's expression did not fluctuate, only staring at the beautiful girl.

During the process, Tang Mint only asked once: "Does it hurt?" ”

Lu Yanxiu shook his head: "It doesn't hurt." ”

After that, the siblings did not talk again.

Two hours later, the young man breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. ”

Lu Yanxiu sat up and was just about to put on his clothes, but Tang Mint stepped forward and touched the tattoo that was still red and swollen.

Lu Yanxiu's body tensed and grabbed her hand: "Lu Xingguang." ”

The position of his tattoo is really sensitive, a little down the waist and abdomen, just on the edge of the mermaid line, quite private, and this tattoo is not visible at all when it is not very intimate.

Tang Mint didn't care, pressed it on the tattoo map, and heard the young man's muffled snort, so she withdrew her hand, leaned over and bit his earlobe: "Lu Yanxiu, now you are mine." ”

The pupils of the young man's eyes were as dark as ink, like a wolf.

After settling the account, the sister and brother went back to the Lu house.

After eating, they went back to their rooms to wash, and when Lu Yanxiu came out of the bathroom, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

He was naked, his short hair was still dripping, and as soon as he came out of the bathroom, his steps stopped—Lu Xingguang was sitting cross-legged on his bed, wearing only one of his long T's, and his legs were delicate and glowing.

Seeing him, Lu Xingguang stretched out his hand to him, and the meaning of hugging him was clear and clear.

Lu Yanxiu walked over and took her into his arms.

The girl seemed to like his new tattoo very much, and after a few seconds of silence, she leaned on his lap and touched it.

The young man tensed up, leaned over to look at her, and saw Lu Xingguang leaning over to lick and bite the tattoo.

He grabbed her shoulders with ten fingers and instantly forced, pinched her arm and lifted her up, and the two of them had not even spoken a word since they met, and the situation was out of control.

The tattoo on the waist rises and falls with the young man's thin waist, drawing a line that is extremely beautiful.

Lu Xingguang's unprecedented cooperation made him realize what it means to ecstasy.

He called her name over and over again: "Lu Xingguang...... Lu Xingguang ......"

There is a bitter lingering in the ferocity.