Under a dome light, Ye Qiao lied on a soft j.a.panese style couch, upper

body bare and a robe casually stuck under her body .

Her long hairs, like a bolt of black silk, messily spread over her shoulders

reaching down to her waist .  Under the light, her skin looked like porcelain,

its sleek l.u.s.ter creating a sharp contrast to her dark hair .

The spotlight shone on her chest warming her body .  She began to swelter

when she heard Zhou Tingsheng ask: “Tattoo on the chest?”

His fingers slowly rubbed her chest in an up and down motion . The scar from

the surgery had faded with time . His fingers were a bit rough from his time as

a soldier . It stung each time he touched the scar .

Ye Qiao calmly nodded and mumbled in her throat: “En . ”

About half an hour ago, he had brought Ye Qiao to this place . Said location

was in a not so reputable area as far as she could remember when she was

living in Yang City . There were several clubs here that were famous for their

tattoo parlors . When she was young, she would never have thought that she

would be here someday trying to get a tattoo .

Zhou Tingsheng seemed to know his way around here quite well . It wasn’t

business hours, but he could easily get the keys from the owner .

The owner, Wuzi, was an easy-going person and was rather street smart .

The owner, Wuzi, was an easy-going person and was rather street smart .

Once he saw Ye Qiao, he immediately announced his status as a fan . Ye Qiao

thought Zhou Tingsheng visited the place quite often, but didn’t see any tattoos

on him . She was wondering about it when Wuzi laughed: “He’s not a customer!

Sheng Ge learned it in the past and is very good at it . But he only serves special

customers . ”

Ye Qiao asked: “What do you mean by special?”

Wuzi suddenly blushed: “Well… . . . especially beautiful ones . ”

Ye Qiao was stunned for a second and looked at Zhou Tingsheng . But then she

understandably smiled: “Alright, then let’s try it . ”

After she took a shower, Wuzi turned on the light in the tattoo room and showed

After she took a shower, Wuzi turned on the light in the tattoo room and showed

her in . Before he left the room, he sighed and said to Zhou Tingsheng: “She’s my

G.o.ddess, Sheng Ge, be easy on her . ”

Ye Qiao quietly lied down on the couch and asked: “Why did you bring me here?”

Zhou Tingsheng was concentrating on putting the needle in the tattoo machine:

“It’s my personal hobby . ”

Ye Qiao looked up at him . He had removed his jacket and the sleeves of his s.h.i.+rt

were folded up to his elbows showing his tanned arms . The arms were clean,

muscular, and without a single tattoo . She tried to find signs of a tattoo on his

body without luck .  She couldn’t see any even though she had peeked at his chest

through his s.h.i.+rt collar where the top there b.u.t.tons were unb.u.t.toned .

through his s.h.i.+rt collar where the top there b.u.t.tons were unb.u.t.toned .

She curled her lips: “Then what about learning this? Also a personal hobby?”

“En . ” He nonchalantly replied .

“Did you learn it before or after the military?”

“After . ”

“You have quite a resume . ” What she didn’t mention was that people who had

undergone many different careers usually had a depressing life . Ye Qiao didn’t

want to know the dark side of his life . She tried to lighten the conversation: “How

many years did it take to learn? How skilled are you?”

Zhou Tingsheng had put the needle in and smiled as if his prey had entered the

trap: “Give it a try and you’ll know . ”

Under a dome light, Ye Qiao lied on a soft j.a.panese style couch, upper. body bare and a robe casually stuck under her body

Her long hairs, like a bolt of black silk, messily spread over her shoulders. reaching down to her waist .  Under the light, her skin looked like porcelain,. its sleek l.u.s.ter creating a sharp contrast to her dark hair

.  .

The spotlight shone on her chest warming her body .  She began to swelter. when she heard Zhou Tingsheng ask: “Tattoo on the chest?”.

His fingers slowly rubbed her chest in an up and down motion . The scar from. the surgery had faded with time . His fingers were a bit rough from his time as. a soldier . It stung each time he touched the scar

Ye Qiao calmly nodded and mumbled in her throat: “En . ”.

.  .

About half an hour ago, he had brought Ye Qiao to this place . Said location. was in a not so reputable area as far as she could remember when she was. living in Yang City . There were several clubs here that were famous for their. tattoo parlors . When she was young, she would never have thought that she. would be here someday trying to get a tattoo

Zhou Tingsheng seemed to know his way around here quite well . It wasn’t. business hours, but he could easily get the keys from the owner

.  .

The owner, Wuzi, was an easy-going person and was rather street smart Once he saw Ye Qiao, he immediately announced his status as a fan . Ye Qiao. thought Zhou Tingsheng visited the place quite often, but didn’t see any tattoos. on him . She was wondering about it when Wuzi laughed: “He’s not a customer!. Sheng Ge learned it in the past and is very good at it . But he only serves special. customers . ”.

Ye Qiao asked: “What do you mean by special?”. Wuzi suddenly blushed: “Well… . especially beautiful ones . ”.

Ye Qiao was stunned for a second and looked at Zhou Tingsheng . But then she. understandably smiled: “Alright, then let’s try it . ”.

.  .

After she took a shower, Wuzi turned on the light in the tattoo room and showed. her in . Before he left the room, he sighed and said to Zhou Tingsheng: “She’s my. G.o.ddess, Sheng Ge, be easy on her . ”.

.  .

Ye Qiao quietly lied down on the couch and asked: “Why did you bring me here?”.

Zhou Tingsheng was concentrating on putting the needle in the tattoo machine:. “It’s my personal hobby . ”.

Ye Qiao looked up at him . He had removed his jacket and the sleeves of his s.h.i.+rt. were folded up to his elbows showing his tanned arms . The arms were clean,. muscular, and without a single tattoo . She tried to find signs of a tattoo on his. body without luck .  She couldn’t see any even though she had peeked at his chest. through his s.h.i.+rt collar where the top there b.u.t.tons were unb.u.t.toned

.  .

She curled her lips: “Then what about learning this? Also a personal hobby?”.

“En . ” He nonchalantly replied

“Did you learn it before or after the military?”.

“After . ”.

“You have quite a resume . ” What she didn’t mention was that people who had. undergone many different careers usually had a depressing life . Ye Qiao didn’t. want to know the dark side of his life . She tried to lighten the conversation: “How. many years did it take to learn? How skilled are you?”.

 .

Zhou Tingsheng had put the needle in and smiled as if his prey had entered the. trap: “Give it a try and you’ll know . ”.