Kurolo's phrase "take off your clothes" sounds an understatement, but it doesn't mean that Youguo can easily refuse.

So Youguo, who couldn't resist, was suppressed by the mild-mannered Kurolo with one hand, and forcibly "removed" Youguo's shirt like a gift that could not be refused.

The uncontrollable goosebumps on the cold air's skin taut as Uloro's fingers brushed over those spots, and Woogo tightened as if it had been swept through by electricity.

And Kurolo picked and chosen, and finally chose the part of the back half.

He pointed to a spot on the left side of his midfield and said to Maggie, "Here it is." ”

After Kurolo finished speaking, he looked at Youguo, as if he was worried that Youguo's struggle would affect the integrity of the pattern, and before Maggie's needle pricked down, he first whispered softly in Youguo's ear, "Don't be afraid. ”

Youguo's face was red, his thin body was lying on the bed weakly and trembling slightly, and the face that fell on the pillow was slightly raised, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

He was not afraid at all, but he was very angry, and looked at Kurolo with red eyes, biting his lip and not speaking.

"I—I don't want to ......," Youguo said with a strong breath.

Youguo complained to the system angrily: "Why can't I choose a pattern!" It's a tattoo on me! ”

The system had no choice but to say, "Because he's Kurolo." ”

"Damn!" Youguo burst into tears.

Because it was Kurolo, even the resistance looked so ridiculous, and the corners of Youguo's angry eyes were moist, and Kurolo looked at the water droplets hanging from Youguo's eyelashes with interest, and gently wiped them away with his fingers.

"You don't like it?" Kurolo tilted his head and waved his hand to stop Maggie, who listened to him and stopped preparing for the tattoo.

"And what do you like?" Kurolo and Yan Yuese changed their previous dictatorial and arbitrary appearances, as if they understood what humanization was, and asked Youguo's opinion: "What do you think?" ”

Youguo was slightly stunned, and when he saw Kurolo's smiling appearance, his mind couldn't help but move.

He blinked, as if forced to give in, and reluctantly said, "Pierce a dragon." ”

Since he wants to tattoo, of course, he wants to tattoo a creature that pulls the wind, Youguo decided to tattoo a dragon without thinking about it, of course, he can't show too much expectation, he can only show "I'm forced" and "I don't want to get a tattoo at all" expression.

However, Kurolo smiled and nodded, and said to Maggie, "Don't listen to him, follow mine." ”

Not surprised, Maggie lowered her head expressionlessly and picked up her needle again.

Youguo's face changed slightly, and his face turned even redder - he was angry.

"Didn't you ask me what I thought?" Youguo said with a twitch of lips.

"That's right." Kurolo gently stroked Youguo's hair like a cat, smiled and said, "I'm just asking." ”

It's a shame!

Youguo blinked, tears fell down and dripped on the sheets, and he scolded the system: "Kurolo, this big liar! ”

System:......

Youguo said humiliatingly: "You watch! When the stab is finished, I want him to look good! ”

It had no choice but to echo: "Okay, good, all listen to you!" ”

Kurolo didn't tell Youguo what to tattoo, and Youguo could only feel a trace of coolness coming from the left side of his waist, and the thin needle pierced the skin, Youguo was sweating profusely, his skin was tense, and he opened his mouth slightly to gasp.

Kurolo had been staring at the place where Maggie's tattoo had been looking, but the sound of Youguo being gasping in pain from time to time quickly attracted his attention, and he looked at Youguo who was quietly crying and gasping for humiliation, and asked in surprise, "Does it hurt?" ”

Kurolo thought about himself when he got the tattoo, and he didn't feel the pain—perhaps because he had experienced a thousand times more pain than the pain of the tattoo.

It's just that the pain wasn't given by Kurolo, which is a bit of a pity.

After thinking only for a moment, Kurolo said to Maggie, "I'll come, Maggie. ”

Maggie stopped what she was doing, and without hesitation, handed Kurolo her own prayer needle.

After Kurolo took Maggie's prayer needle, Maggie left the room, and only Kurolo and Youguo were left in the bedroom full of ancient books.

And this is just the result of watching how Maggie operates for a while.

The palm of his hand gently stroked the skin reddened by the tattoo, Kurolo slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and continued with satisfaction, first piercing the lines and then supplemented with ink, Youguo clenched the sheets and sweated, he was speechless in pain, and looked out the window in a trance from the clear sky to the setting sun.

The red sunset filled the room, and the skin of Youguo was pink, and after Kurolo finished tracing the last stroke, he admired the sunset over the house.

The butterfly with broken wings on the dark cyan web struggled weakly, and the spider in the web was already approaching, and the butterfly in vain was already in its bag.

Gently wiping away the blood oozing from the reddened skin, Kurolo wiped his hands and said, "Okay." ”

Youguo finally let go, his fingers clutching the sheets loosening weakly, so tired that he could barely lift them.

Kurolo walked up to Youguo, patted Youguo lightly on the back, and said with a smile, "It's over." ”

Youguo didn't bother to lift his eyelids, and lay on the bed without saying a word.

Kurolo lowered his head and brushed away the wet hair that Youguo was standing on the side of his face, looked at Youguo's tired and reddened eyes, and actually smiled contentedly.

"The pattern is beautiful." Kurolo's expression was very modest: "You can go home and watch it." ”

Youguo tugged at the corners of his mouth, he couldn't laugh, so he stared at Kurolo, the lips that had been bitten tightly by him when he endured the pain were red, Youguo's lips moved slightly, Kurolo didn't hear what he said, so he leaned over.

Then Yuguo, who was holding his body and raising his head, opened his mouth and bit down Kulolo's lip.

The lips are the most

The weak place, other places Youguo didn't dare to say that he could bite and move, but his lips were different.

The sharp fangs easily bit through Kulolo's lip, and rust-smelling blood scrambled out of the wound, into Kulolo's mouth, and onto Youguo's lip.

The pain on the lip flap was not worth mentioning, and Kurolo looked at Youguo who was curling the corners of his mouth novelly, and raised his hand to gently touch the wound on his lips.

Youguo licked the blood from her lips and pulled the corners of her mouth at Kurolo defiantly.

Kurolo lowered his eyes and smiled slowly, as if in indulgence.

It was the first time someone had bitten Culolo's lip, and probably never again, Culolo remembered the first man who tried to touch him with his lips, when he was only eight years old and still on Meteor Street, and a kiss could be exchanged for an expiring piece of bread, and no one would feel a loss for any hungry Meteor Street kid.

But Kurolo didn't feel that he had bitten the man's throat alive as he lowered his head, and the scarlet blood splattered Kurolo's face, and he smiled in a pool of man's blood.

"Does it hurt?" Kurolo asked.

Youguo said faintly, "What do you say? ”

It seemed to be in pain, and Kurolo happily surprised his happy mood, and gently wiped the blood stains on Youguo's lips with the hand that had just taken the reading needle as if he were a lover.

Then he lifted Youguo's face, lowered his head with great revenge, and bit Youguo's lip.

It was a kiss full of blood, and both of them could smell each other's blood between their lips and teeth, and they tore at each other like wild beasts, with the determination not to admit defeat.

The blazing atmosphere was spreading, and Kurolo's hand on Youguo's waist rubbed heavily, and the cyan tattoos on the originally delicate skin began to gradually turn into a blood-like bright red under the surging of qi and blood.

Kurolo narrowed his eyes and smiled in satisfaction.

The system that was suddenly kicked into the small black room: ......

*

The next morning, Yogo opened his eyes and lay on the bed quietly looking at the ceiling.

And then he suddenly said, "The system ......."

The system that spent the night in the little black room: ......

System: "What's wrong?" ”

Youguo's eyes widened and tears welled up in his eyes: "Although, it's so cool!" ”

System:...... And not interested in knowing.

The last time he broke his virgin body, he was drunk, and Youguo has never had an exact perception of this, and has always regretted why he drank the wrong wine in the first place, and even thought bitterly that there would be no next time!

Then the next opportunity came, fortunately, this time he was extremely sober, and the position of the tattoo on his back was still faintly painful, but Youguo didn't care very much, and said to the system in an excited tone: "Although he is a scum, but Kurolo is not useless!" ”

System:......

Youguo still wanted to continue chirping, but was simply interrupted by the system: "...... I see, don't talk about it. ”

Youguo protested: "You liar! You can clearly only see the little black house! ”

The system was silent for a while, and said quietly: "...... But I can hear it. ”

Youguo: OvO!

Youguo said unapologetically, "Oh, I'm sorry. ”

Youguo turned his face sideways, and Kurolo was still asleep with his eyes closed, who would have thought that the commander of the Phantom Brigade, who was full of evil, would have a handsome, childlike face when he slept.

Youguo rolled over and got out of bed, slowly putting on his clothes—the top was Kurolo's, and his original shirt was no longer worn.

Kurolo's shirt was bigger than his, and Youguo buttoned it up, looking at himself in the mirror like a child stealing adult clothes.

The tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, and Youguo turned around expressionlessly and pushed the door open to leave, like a ruthless scumbag, he walked down the stairs until he left the villa, and no one came out to stop him.

As soon as Youguo stepped out of the door, the sleeping Kurolo opened his eyes, his gaze was clear, and then slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

*

Bowing his head and texting on his mobile phone, Youguo walked along the road for three or four minutes before Yi'er Fan slowly appeared from the opposite side.

He stood still in front of Youguo, looked at Youguo's red and swollen lips and blushing face, tilted his head and said, "Did it?" ”

"Hmm."

Youguo didn't deny it, and said casually: "It's done." ”

Ilfan looked very calm, "Then do you still want to him?" ”

Youguo pondered for a moment, and then asked sincerely: "Excuse me, which "engage" is this "engagement"?" ”

Only then did Ilmi realize that his words seemed to be a little ambiguous, he frowned, and said, "Of course it wasn't in the sense you had last night. ”

You Guo nodded knowingly, and then smiled slightly: "Of course you still have to do it." ”

"I thought you wouldn't be able to bear to continue after this kind of incident. ”

Youguo asked curiously, "Why do you think that?" ”

Yier Mi said calmly: "I have taken a lot of orders, and there are no longer a few lovers who regret after placing an order, and after the lover died, he cried bitterly and hugged his lover's corpse and cried, and then inexplicably hated us who did it." ”

Youguo inquired and said, "Then what?" ”

Yi'er Fan said lightly: "And then? Then I settled the employer as well, and one person's money settled two people, and I lost money. ”

Therefore, Yir fans rarely accept orders between lovers anymore.

"Oh, that's not the same as me." Youguo dusted off his sleeves and said calmly, "I slept with Kurolo, but for the time being, I am not the kind of lover you said. ”

Ilmi listened quietly.

"So, if you should 'do' Kulolo, you still have to 'do'."

Youguo laughed: "After all, I've been putting up with this kind of thing for a long time. ”