"Siren Mo, your craftsmanship is so good, you must have many repeat customers, right?" Zhou Fang's voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of temptation that was not easy to detect.
Silence turned a deaf ear, and the tattoo gun in his hand made a buzzing sound, as if venting the owner's dissatisfaction.
Zhou Fang was not annoyed and kept talking to himself: "I heard that some tattoo artists will tattoo special people, such as their lovers, can you do it?"
Later, the word Zhou Fang was engraved in the most hidden place of silence.
*
After living together.
"Siren, do you think this shower gel smells good? It seems to be very similar to the perfume on your body." Zhou Fang picked up a bottle of lavender-flavored shower gel, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed.
Silence's ears were slightly red, "Nonsense, I don't need such a girly shower gel."
Zhou Fang couldn't help laughing when he saw Silence's awkward look.
He put his arm around Silence's shoulders, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "I just like the smell of you. It's cold and abstinent. It makes people want to..."
Zhou Fang deliberately lengthened the end of his voice, and his ambiguous breath sprayed into Shen Mo's ears, making her body tense up instantly.
He pushed Zhou Fang away and said calmly: "Don't be ridiculous, there are many people here."
Intention: Say goodbye to Moerer, and have fireworks every year