Xiong Xiaobai paid the money, suddenly thought of something, turned to look at An Weichen, and was about to ask a question, but when he saw him smiling to himself, he couldn't help but shudder, and asked, "...... It's definitely a bad idea! ”

"How can I have? It's you, this is the second time you've said that about me, right? I've been wronged. An Weichen's expression immediately became extremely aggrieved.

Xiong Xiaobai pursed her lips, but she really didn't have any evidence, forget it, it was better to get down to business.

"One thing suddenly occurred to me, you haven't told me yet, what is your birthday? I asked you yesterday and you said no. So is that today? Or tomorrow? Xiong Xiaobai has not forgotten that the reason why he came to Singapore is because An Weichen said that he was going to celebrate his birthday abroad.

“…… It's not ...... today," An Weichen muttered quietly, and cold sweat began to break out on his back.

"That's tomorrow?" Xiong Xiaobai didn't notice An Weichen's inappropriateness, and was only thinking about how to celebrate his birthday.

"Hmm......" An Weichen stretched out his voice and looked away.

Xiong Xiaobai looked at An Weichen suspiciously, the "um" he just said was definitely not a positive answer, and then looking at his expression, she gradually understood.

"An Weichen, you tell me honestly, what is your birthday?" Xiong Xiaobai clenched his fists, trying to make his tone sound less aggressive.

"That's it...... These two days...... It's almost ......" An Weichen's eyes flickered, and when he spoke, he didn't even dare to look at Xiong Xiaobai.

Xiong Xiaobai narrowed his eyes, and without saying a word, he suddenly snatched An Weichen's backpack and took out his passport from it.

Not good! An Weichen screamed in his heart, he wanted to defend his backpack and passport, but he was defeated by Xiong Xiaobai.

"Ann-Wei-Chen——!" After Xiong Xiaobai read the date of birth on the passport, he gritted his teeth and called out An Weichen's name.

An Weichen shuddered, and said with a smile: "You...... Don't be angry...... This is in Singapore, and your words and deeds represent the image and quality of Chinese......"

"I'm not that great, I can't represent Chinese......" Xiong Xiaobai pressed towards An Weichen step by step.

"That...... You wore a sare, don't you put on the jewelry you just bought? An Weichen put the bag in his hand in front of him, presumably Xiong Xiaobai would not rush over to violence him for the sake of the contents of the bag.

"Okay, you An Weichen, you actually lied to me! Your birthday is just over two months away! Xiong Xiaobai shook the passport in his hand angrily, and he really wanted to tear it up with An Weichen to relieve his anger.

However, she still stopped, and the bag in An Weichen's hand was all hers...... No, it's the hard-earned money of Brother Stupid Bear, but you can't break the contents of the bag in order to teach An Weichen a lesson.

"Hah...... Ha ha...... Is it? Is that...... I misremember! An Weichen smiled and pretended to be innocent.

"Who are you fooling! Who can even remember their birthday? Xiong Xiaobai tried to bypass the bag in front of her, but An Weichen used the bag as a cover and did it without leaking.

"I, I'll be wrong......" An Weichen said justifiably this time, because he never remembered his birthday. Naturally, his birthday will be remembered, such as Du Zicong, for example...... To Mei Shan.

"Well, you really don't admit your mistake. It wasn't enough to lie to me once, and now you're still here to deceive me...... See if I don't ...... I'm going to tear you apart...... You hide ...... me again" Xiong Xiaobai lifted the sari to make his legs move a little larger, and said to An Weichen "kind words and persuasions", saying: "I can hide for a while, I can't hide for a lifetime, you give me smarter, and obediently give up resistance......"

An Weichen knew that if he continued like this, he would die an ugly death, so he had better be smarter, but instead of giving up resistance smartly, he was smart enough to admit his mistake immediately.

"Alright, I was wrong! I admit my mistake! I didn't mean to lie to you, didn't I just want you to come out and relax...... I'll never lie to you again. I also hate being deceived, so, I know your current mood, you can do it, think that I am a first-time offender, just spare me this time......" An Weichen had a pleading expression and guilt and self-blame.

Xiong Xiaobai suddenly dissipated her anger, not because of An Weichen's confession, but because of his words, which made her think that she also had something to deceive him.

"Okay then, I'll spare you this time!" As he spoke, Xiong Xiaobai walked out of the store.

Hey? An Weichen was stunned, and after a while, he came back to his senses and chased out.

"Did you really spare me?" An Weichen followed behind Xiong Xiaobai, he still didn't believe it was true, and as he spoke, he was careful to guard against her sudden attack on him.

"Hmm. But ......" Xiong Xiaobai stopped and turned to face An Weichen.

"But what?" An Weichen immediately took a few steps back, and at the same time blocked the bag in his hand between himself and Xiong Xiaobai.

"Poof-" Xiong Xiaobai couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw An Weichen's appearance. Realizing her gaffe, she put away her smile, glared at An Weichen, and said, "What are you so nervous about?" I've said it all, I'll spare you this time. However, I have one condition, and that is that you must promise me one thing. ”

"What's the matter? No, I promise you anything! An Weichen swore by it.

"That's what you said, don't go back. I haven't figured it out yet...... However, if one day, I say it, you must promise me. Pull the hook! Xiong Xiaobai raised his little finger to An Weichen.

"Pull Hook?" An Weichen suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, but he still stretched out his little finger and hooked it tightly with Xiong Xiaobai's little finger.

"Good! No one is allowed to go back. All right...... I said okay, you let go of my hand quickly......" Xiong Xiaobai habitually kicked An Weichen, but was blocked by the sari wrapped around her body, fortunately, she didn't use any force, otherwise, I'm afraid she would be embarrassed.

An Weichen knew that Xiong Xiaobai didn't really want to kick him, she just wanted him to let go of the hooked little finger, who let him just make it bad, pull it and not let go.

Lowering her head, looking at the little finger she had just hooked with her, An Weichen gently raised the corners of her mouth, she was really a child, and she still believed in such a thing.

An Weichen looked at Xiong Xiaobai and asked with a smile, "Where are we going next?" ”

"Hmm...... It's still the same......" Xiong Xiaobai looked around.

"What's missing?" An Weichen didn't know what she was looking for.

"Tattoo ......" Xiong Xiaobai stood on tiptoe, wanting to see a little further.

"Huh? Do you want a tattoo? No way! I don't allow it! Anwei Chenla said in Xiong Xiaobai, and her tone was resolute. Although he is not against other women getting tattoos, his bear just can't.

Xiong Xiaobai was pulled back a few steps by An Weichen's strength, she frowned and glared at An Weichen, and said unhappily: "Huh? What does it have to do with you? And I can't just come for nothing, I have to experience the traditional decorative arts of India. Ah, by the way, remember to help me take a few photos for a while, so that after it falls off, there is no impression. ”

"Falling off? Will the tattoo still come off? An Weichen felt that he might have misunderstood.

"Absolutely. Well...... Actually, it may not be accurate to call it a tattoo, mehndi, is a kind of Indian painting, but it is a special pigment that is used to draw exquisite patterns on the palms, backs of hands and feet, which can only last on the skin for a few days to a few weeks. Xiong Xiaobai patiently explained that because she was influenced by Indian movies when she was a child, she was once fascinated by Indian culture.

"Oh." An Weichen nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, since it was painted and temporary, let it be.

"Hurry up and help me find it." Xiong Xiaobai spoke, and walked forward, she couldn't wait to draw various auspicious patterns on her hands and feet.

An hour later.

An Weichen still regretted it, he didn't expect Xiong Xiaobai to say that Indian painting was such a troublesome thing, and it had been half an hour before he could draw a hand.

Although he knew that he didn't have a dense phobia, when An Weichen saw the dense pattern, which gradually covered Xiong Xiaobai's palms, the back of his hands and half of his arms, he still felt a little dizzy and his scalp was numb.

Xiong Xiaobai seemed to be full of interest, she raised the hand she had just drawn, and said to An Weichen: "Take a picture of me...... Just pat your arms, don't slap your face. ”

"Hmm." An Weichen nodded, took out his camera, and took a few photos of Xiong Xiaobai's hand at different angles.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiong Xiaobai saw that An Weichen was a little wilted, so he asked with concern.

"I didn't ...... much" An Weichen shook his head lightly, paused, but couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "It's just a little dizzy, don't you look at your hands and get dizzy?" Why choose such a complex pattern, I think there are many simple patterns that look much better than this. ”

"It's a rare experience, of course, you have to choose the most complicated." Xiong Xiaobai's eyes lit up when he looked at An Weichen, but his tone had a firmness in looking at death as if he were at home.

In fact, Xiong Xiaobai also regretted it a little, and he had already chosen a simple flower pattern. It's so impulsive, not only is this intricate pattern time-consuming, but it is not aesthetically pleasing to the hand, and from a distance, it looks as if the hand has been painted black. If it weren't for her keen interest in Indian customs, she wouldn't have lasted so long.

"I think you regret it too, don't you? Then why don't you just draw the other hand and ask him to draw a simple pattern? An Weichen glanced at the hand-painter with a serious expression, who was still skillfully painting on Xiong Xiaobai's hands with paint cylinders of different opening shapes.

"I've already drawn it anyway, so of course it needs to be symmetrical to look good, but when I draw the feet for a while, I'll just choose the pattern again." Xiong Xiaobai pursed his lips.

"Huh? Do you still want to draw feet? An Weichen was taken aback.

"Of course it's going to be painted! What are you anxious about? It's good that I didn't count my neck. Xiong Xiaobai glared at An Weichen unconvinced.

"Oh my God!" An Weichen screamed.

"If you're tired, sit aside, don't scream here!" Xiong Xiaobai waved his drawn arm and issued a warning to An Weichen.

The hand-drawn painter who was painting suddenly raised his head and said a few words to Xiong Xiaobai in English.

Xiong Xiaobai didn't understand a word, but she still nodded, she guessed that it was probably just to tell her not to move.

However, An Weichen, who was standing next to him, looked at Xiong Xiaobai miserably, and asked in a low voice, "Did you not understand what he said?" ”

"yes, you can translate it for me." Xiong Xiaobai nodded, undisguised. Although she doesn't speak English well, she has a free translator by her side.

An Weichen let out a long sigh, sat down on the chair beside Xiong Xiaobai, and said weakly: "He said that in order to keep the pattern for a longer time, you have to wait motionless for the paint to dry for the next two hours......

Hearing this, Xiong Xiaobai suddenly became petrified, and his heart cried out again and again.