Qin Mian raised his hand lazily, his knuckled fingertips were slender, and he pointed to the front desk beside Song Chengcheng: "The contact number of the studio, you have to remember it yourself." ”

Jiang Yu's mouth was so thirsty that she poked her head out from behind Song Chengcheng and met the eyes of the man standing idly in front of her, but she looked away very coldly, and finally saw the water cup on the table next to her.

She walked over and poured a glass of water.

Seeing this, the man with the cigarette in his mouth narrowed his long, bewitching eyes lazily and half-narrowed, and he watched the girl take the glass he had used and pour a glass of water.

If she was not mistaken, the place where she drank the water also happened to be the same place he had touched before.

He took a puff of the cigarette between his fingertips, finished it in twos, and tossed the butt in the ashtray.

After drinking the water, Jiang Yu's throat felt much better, but her head was still a little dizzy.

Now, she doesn't care who is going to get the tattoo, she just wants to go back and get a good night's sleep, and when she wakes up, she is talking.

"Song Chengcheng, I'll go first, if you want a tattoo, you can get a tattoo."

The girl put down the water glass, and her beautiful and delicate little face had a faint redness, but the expression in her light-colored pupils was faint and a little calm.

As soon as she heard that Jiang Yu was leaving, Song Chengcheng's face changed, "You want to leave?" ”

Jiang Yu bowed lightly: "Hmm." "This Hou Zhang

"But don't you want a tattoo?" Song Chengcheng blurted out.

After Song Chengcheng finished speaking, she felt the inquiring gaze of others again, and she was embarrassed.

Jiang Yu glanced at Qin Mian, the other party was already sitting lazily on the sofa, aware of her gaze, and looked back at her unhurriedly.

The idle and tired beauty lazily raised her thin eyelids, and her dark pupils were full of carelessness.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu retracted her gaze: "But they said here that they don't do it for minors, right?" Since it's a rule, it's not interesting to talk about it anymore. And I don't want to get a tattoo now. ”

Song Chengcheng hurriedly grabbed Jiang Yu's hand, "But haven't we already said it?" Also, you, don't you want to surprise Yuan Yi? If Yuan Yi saw you tattoo his name on his body, he would be very happy! ”

"He's happy, does it matter to me?" Jiang Yu broke free of Song Chengcheng's hand, she stared at her wrist, which was already a little bruised, and said to Song Chengcheng: "Also, there is a sentence I have wanted to say for a long time, you really hurt me when you scratch me." I may have to consider whether I need to ask you for medical bills. ”

Looking at Jiang Yu's wrist that was grabbed by her wrist repeatedly and grabbed a little bruised, Song Chengcheng's face froze.

She didn't use much strength, why did Jiang Yu's wrist turn blue.

She snorted dissatisfiedly: "It's because you're too delicate, I don't even use my strength." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Yu hummed coldly, "It's good to know that I'm delicate." How could I suffer the pain of a tattoo for Yuan Yi's sake. ”

After saying that, Jiang Yu didn't stay here any longer, and left the studio while rubbing her temples.

Only Song Chengcheng who was standing in the studio and Qin Mian who was sitting on the sofa were left. Controlling the big and making the owl

Of course, Song Chengcheng had no face to continue to stay here, and left the studio angrily, and when he came out, there was no trace of Jiang Yu.

Shao Lang pulled the glass door with his hand, looked left and right, then closed the door and came in and said, "Those two little girls are gone." These two people are not the same kind of people at first glance, why did the little girl next to them walk with her? ”

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