The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 222 Excited little heart The elegant purple room glows with bunches of yellow lights, continuing its fantastic and secret effect.

Under the leadership of the staff, Tang Kexin walked into this elegant room where people's secrets could be hidden after taking a bath, wearing a white nightgown. She looked at a purple recliner in the center, and a bouquet of flowers on the small table next to it. Youlian, soaked in a transparent glass bottle, rose scented tea, is in a high-heeled cup, glowing with a little intoxicating aroma, there must be an alcoholic cocktail drink in it.

She was a little nervous.

"Please wait a moment, our tattoo artist will be here soon..." Work carefully closed the door, stepped back, walked along the long profile, and walked quickly to the hall, passed the exhibition hall, took a look inside, and then disappeared in front of the door.

Zhuang Haoran still looked at the bunch of crimson flames in disbelief, laughed a bit, a sound of footsteps came from outside quickly, he could feel someone coming, his footsteps were so heavy, and when he stepped forward, he was very determined and determined , He turned around involuntarily, and saw a figure disappearing at the door, leaving only the picture of long hair fluttering. His brows were slightly frowned, and he couldn't help but walked out of the exhibition hall again. He had already seen someone walk into Tang Kexin's room and close the door.

Qingchuan held her small aluminum alloy box in her hand and looked at the soft girl in front of her. She was wearing a nightgown, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the scenery outside the window, her face was calm, and she called without any waves: "You good!"

Tang Kexin immediately turned around nervously, and saw a woman in her 30s in front of her, wearing a white t-shirt with front suspenders, blue straight-leg jeans, and waist-length jet-black hair. The appearance of not caring at all made Kexin feel surprisingly nervous, and her eyes blinked quickly.

Qing Chuan looked at her expression, a little smile flashed across that somewhat unruly face just now, with a bit of laziness, and said like a sister: "Are you afraid?"

Tang Kexin saw some changes in her, her heart was a little calm, but she still held on to her nightgown tightly, panting for breath and said, "I...I'm a little nervous..."

Qingchuan put the box on the recliner, and then said slowly: "Don't be nervous, you young girls don't think so exaggeratedly, in the future, if you are dissatisfied, you can remove it..."

Tang Kexin watched as she suddenly took out the tattoo machine and all kinds of fine knives from the box, opened the hidden compartment in the cabinet in the room, took out all kinds of ink, and asked, "Did you drink before you came here?"

"No……"

"Is your body relaxed now?"

"Yes..." Tang Kexin replied weakly.

"If you are too tired, it is not suitable for tattooing." Qingchuan said.

"Oh..." Tang Kexin responded carefully.

Qing Chuan stared at the picture first, then injected the corresponding ink into the tattoo machine pipe, and said, "Have you taken a bath and sterilized it?"

"Yes!"

"Lie down, lie on that purple reclining chair..." Qingchuan said.

Tang Kexin turned her head and looked at the reclining chair. She was still a little nervous, but she walked towards the reclining chair step by step, sat down, held her nightgown tightly with both hands, and turned to look at her.

After getting everything ready, Qingchuan pushed the small platform towards Tang Kexin, stood in front of her, put his hands lightly on his waist, gave her a good look, and then sat on the small stool next to the reclining chair, facing her Said: "Turn around, lie on the recliner, don't move around casually, if the line is a little bit off, the effect will be greatly reduced."

Tang Kexin lay quietly on the chair.

Qingchuan's expression suddenly slowed down, her hands gently stretched out to her shoulders, and she slightly pulled down her white nightgown, revealing Kexin's white and clear shoulders, looking at the pink scar on the back shoulder , the skin is very thin, she frowned and looked at the scar and said, "Is it not easy to cover this scar? This tattoo is very likely to fail, and the color will fade, and it will hurt you to death. Can you bear it?" ?”

Tang Kexin gritted her teeth and nodded.

Qingchuan glanced at her again before saying, "That's the beginning..."

Tang Kexin stopped making a sound, closed her eyes, leaned her face on the recliner, closed her eyes, and stopped talking!

Qingchuan fell silent, picked up the sharp knife, inserted it into the tattoo, pressed the button, and the sharp knife turned sharply, she slowly looked at Tang Kexin's tender shoulders, lowered her body slightly, and gradually covered her There was a hint of evil eyes on her body, and her sexy chin gently rubbed her shoulders...

Tang Kexin blushed and turned sideways nervously.

With cold eyes, Qingchuan looked at Kexin's delicate face, smooth shoulders, and the natural body fragrance induced by her body, and then quietly asked, "Why do you like this flame?"

Tang Kexin's eyes rolled for a moment, and then she swallowed nervously and said, "Because... because... there is an inexplicable liking, an indescribable feeling, as if it was born to belong to me..."

Qingchuan's cold eyes flashed, she kept planning the tattoo pattern in her mind, and then turned her eyes to look at Kexin's white fragrant shoulders, which shone so seductively under the light, she didn't make a sound, but It was the sudden lingering on her smooth shoulders, like a pink scar, with that sharp chin, gently flowing across her skin...

Tang Kexin's face turned red, and she was a little nervous immediately.

"Relax..." After Qingchuan finished speaking, his eyes flashed sharply, looking for the right spot, suddenly pressed his hand hard on Kexin's shoulder, picked up the tattoo machine next to the slender scar, and stabbed on the skin again. go.

Tang Kexin groaned bitterly, clutching the falling nightgown, sweating profusely from the pain.

A burst of tattoo machine movement sounded continuously from this room.

Some things are constantly being destroyed and constantly being achieved.

Time passed little by little.

Zhuang Haoran sat in the VIP room, raised his wrist, and looked at the time on it. It had been nearly three hours, then he stood up, put his hands lightly in his trouser pockets, walked out of the back room, and stood in the lobby on the second floor again, looking at the neon lights outside the window .

The voice in the dark purple and gorgeous room suddenly stopped.

Qingchuan was sweating coldly on his forehead, raised his head, and slowly looked at the crimson flame on Tang Kexin's shoulder. On her snow-white skin, it seemed to be burning fiercely. The pair of golden wings hidden in the crimson flame , was about to spread her wings and flew out, she smiled with satisfaction, stretched out her hand, wiped the sweat off her forehead with her arm, looked at Tang Kexin's tired and sweaty side face, and said, "Okay..."

Tang Kexin was so tired from the pain that she quietly opened her eyes, and then looked at Qingchuan using the mirrors to reflect the crimson flame on her back for her. Raising her head, she looked deeply at the beam of flames, which were so vivid and moving, tightly attached to her left shoulder, so beautiful, so warm, so warm, she suddenly smiled moved, her eyes filled with tears.

Qingchuan looked at Tang Kexin's expression and asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

"I like it..." Tang Kexin stretched out her hand and used her slender fingers to brush away the red flame, but Qingchuan held her hand tightly and said, "I can't touch it now..."

Tang Kexin still looked at the flame with great emotion, and realized for the first time how precious the "change" of life is. She sighed deeply again, admiring the beauty of the flame.

Qingchuan put down the mirror with a smile, then gently pulled her snow-white nightgown on, and said, "It's all right, let's change and go out."

Tang Kexin stood up slowly, wrapped the belt of her nightgown around her waist, looked at Qingchuan packing up the props, and smiled gratefully at her and said, "Thank you..."

Qing Chuan glanced at her, then smiled and said, "You're welcome. There are too few people who choose this kind of pattern, it's rare for me to challenge myself today..."

"Really?" Tang Kexin asked in disbelief.

"Hmm..." Qing Chuan put away the paint, and then said with a smile, "A tattoo of 17 yuan is not something that ordinary people can get."

"Ah?" Tang Kexin exclaimed in shock, "17? So expensive?"

Qingchuan sorted out other things with a smile before saying, "This is the most beautiful paint in the world, and I'm also very expensive..."

At this moment, Tang Kexin realized that she had been rude, so she said to her, "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, let's change clothes and go out..." Qingchuan said with a smile.

Tang Kexin silently turned around and walked into the dressing room, changed her clothes, and thought of the red flames on her shoulders, she smiled happily and touched, walked out of the room, saw Qingchuan still packing things carefully, she He didn't dare to disturb any more, pushed the door and walked out, just happened to see the long back profile, Zhuang Haoran leaned on the back profile, raised his wrist, and looked at the time on the watch, but he didn't show any impatience, she Suddenly smiled, and called softly: "President..."

Hearing this call, Zhuang Haoran immediately turned his head, and looked at Tang Kexin who was already standing on the back, looking at him with a smile, he immediately smiled, and immediately walked over quickly, but suddenly saw a certain door opened again , a woman in her 30s, but sexy and beautiful, walked out of the room with fluttering long hair, that kind of enchanting, charming personality, his eyes suddenly burst into a pair of big red hearts, which shone like expanding and shrinking, and the top of his head The big red hearts on the screen floated out with a splash, and he suddenly walked over excitedly! !

Tang Kexin also looked at him excitedly.

Zhuang Haoran quickly walked in front of Tang Kexin, those eyes with big red hearts were blinded, and directly passed her side, walking towards the super sexy and mature beauty behind her!

Tang Kexin turned her head in a daze, and looked at Zhuang Haoran who had already come in front of the tattoo artist. He was so handsome, elegant and gentlemanly, he gave a sexy hi, and she gave a ha, hearing this hi, her goosebumps fell off, I was so angry that I couldn't speak, I actually believed this man just now, I really wanted to marry so-and-so as my wife, thinking that he was an affectionate man!

Qingchuan raised her head coldly to look at Zhuang Haoran, just nodded slightly, then stretched out her hand to fiddle with the long bangs on her forehead, her hair slid down sexyly, hanging down on her slender fragrant shoulders...

Zhuang Haoran was stunned, the big red hearts in his eyes flickered again, that fragile little heart was beating so loudly that he was going to die! !