Su Feng stayed at the tattoo parlor for two days and welcomed his first female guest. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he dropped his book and got up from the lazy couch to go out to receive him, only to find that the object was Annsie.

Su Feng didn't have time to go back, but he was grabbed by An Qian, and he pulled his face and asked impatiently, "What are you doing here?" ”

"You're really promising, staying so comfortable here, do you know that your parents are going crazy looking for you?" Anqian slapped Su Feng's head several times when she got started, and he couldn't parry it, so he could only shrink his neck and sigh twice.

"Let's go, follow me home." After Anqian finished speaking, regardless of Su Feng's reaction, she pulled her with her backhand and wanted to leave.

"You're crazy, I'm not leaving." Su Feng rubbed his aching neck and the back of his head, and bared his teeth to breathe in the cold.

"Your dad is sick, you have no conscience." Anqian gritted her teeth and wanted to fight again, but was dodged by Su Feng.

After listening to Anqian's words, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, but his demeanor quickly recovered: "What does it have to do with me, he said that he has no son like me." ”

"You!" An Qian's eyes widened, and she hammered his head hard: "When will you become sensible?" That's how your dad got mad at you! ”

Su Feng wanted to refute a few words, but in the end, he pursed his mouth tightly and let An Qian drag him to sway from side to side.

"Okay, you are ruthless enough, you can stay here and enjoy the happiness, your mother was almost blind from crying when she found me, I will go to the hospital to accompany my uncle now, you wait and regret it."

Anqian saw that Su Feng was standing stubbornly in place and did not react, and after saying angrily, she glared at the tattoo master who had just been woken up by them in the corner of the room, and stared at the other party confused. Anqian glanced at Su Feng one last time, then turned around angrily and left, and when she was about to walk to the door, Su Feng behind her finally spoke up.

"I'll go with you."

Anqian stopped, and looked at him angrily and with a little disgust: "Then hurry up and pack your things, I'll wait for you in the car." ”

The tattoo master rubbed his eyes that obviously didn't wake up, and watched Su Feng silently take his clothes, and before he could speak, he waved his hand at him: "Let's go, let's go, this place is not suitable for you, go out and hang up the sign that is temporarily closed......" Saying that, he yawned big, turned over and buried himself in the sofa to continue to make up for sleep.

There were only two of them in the store today, Su Feng thought about it, picked up the textbooks on the coffee table, went out to hang up the sign, and got into Anqian's car parked at the door.

"As soon as my aunt told me, I guessed that you were hiding here, what's the matter, you are planning to change to a tattoo artist instead of school? You don't know how many pounds and taels you have? With your level of drawing, I'm afraid you'll get in the way when you pour water for the tattoo master......" Anqian was driving and thought about it, Su Feng was upset when he listened to the narrator, opened his mouth a few times, and found that he couldn't refute it, so he only turned his head and didn't hear it.

"I just came back from Shanghai, and my aunt sent me out to find you before I had time to change my clothes, am I easy? I really don't know if I owe you in my last life. Anqian glanced at her makeup in the mirror, frowned and continued to count: "You are about to become an adult, why do you still play the trick of running away from home?" What can you do when you're gone? ……”

"My dad...... What happened to him? I never heard An Qian talk about Su Huaqiang's situation, which made Su Feng a little impatient and couldn't help but interrupt.