Burning Goose ABO

Gu Nianhan thought that Pei Hezhi's words were just words, but he never thought that the other party had really thought about it, and brought a tattoo artist back within a few days.

"You can just call me Ayao." The female tattoo artist brought a whole set of toolboxes when she arrived, and she asked while arranging the tools, "Do you have any designs in mind?"

Gu Nianhan had never touched anything like this before, so he shook his head.

A Yao took out a stack of pictures and handed them to him: "See if you like any of them."

She paused and added: "The second one is very suitable for you."

Hearing this, Gu Nianhan turned straight to the second one, glanced at it and frowned: "I don't like it."

"Which one do you not like?"

Pei Hezhi's voice sounded from behind, and a pair of well-knit hands passed in front of his eyes, gently pinching the corner of the picture.

On the picture is one, with a blue light glowing beside the butterfly wings, and the wings spread out, as if trying to break free from the painting.

Pei Hezhi just glanced at it and said, "That's it."

Seeing this, Gu Nianhan frowned lightly, probably knowing that he couldn't beat Pei Hezhi, so he accepted it and obediently unbuttoned his clothes.

His skin is pale and his waist is slender. To a certain extent, he really matches this butterfly perfectly.

A Yao's eyes fell on the scar on Gu Nianhan's waist, she was also taken aback for a moment, and then sighed with her eyes, what a pity.

"Because I'm afraid it will affect the effect, I won't take the anesthetic."

After finishing drawing, A Yao asked, "Does it hurt?"

The waist and abdomen are areas that are prone to pain, and Gu Nianhan's waist is sensitive, so he couldn't help shivering after the injection.

Gu Nianhan stabilized his voice: "It's okay."

A Yao continued to work, and in less than 10 minutes, Gu Nianhan's forehead was covered with thin sweat.

Sitting beside him, Pei Hezhi raised his face with his hand, watched the man's gradually pale face, and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Gu Nianhan didn't answer.

Pei Hezhi gently helped him tidy up the sweat-drenched hair on his forehead, and said thoughtfully: "But compared to the injuries suffered by Pei Shangze, these should not be worth mentioning."

Gu Nianhan didn't want to answer his question, so he just closed his eyes.The light hit his slightly trembling slender eyelashes, like a butterfly's wings about to spread its wings.

Unlike the instant damage caused by a knife or gun, the needles pierce the skin densely, and the spirit cannot be transferred from the needles at all. It is an exhausting and protracted battle.

Pei Hezhi seemed to be in love with his fragile appearance at the moment, as if peeling off Gu Nianhan's hard shell layer by layer. He looked at the slightly protruding shoulder blades of the other party, with doubts hidden between his brows: "Obviously so A person who is afraid of pain, why is he not even afraid of death in front of him?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear the unhappiness in Pei Hezhi's tone, with a childish tone of temper tantrum, but it's a pity that Gu Nianhan didn't focus on him, so naturally he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words.

Gu Nianhan didn't know how many hours he lasted, and he couldn't describe the feeling in the later stage - as if a blade had cut through the skin and turned up the flesh and blood, his whole body trembled violently.

A Yao has probably never seen such a forbearing guest like him, who didn't cry out for pain, her hands paused, and worried: "Would you like to rest for a while?"

Gu Nianhan said: "It's okay, continue."

His voice was weak but undiminished.

Compared with the pain during the usual estrus, these are really nothing.

Big drops of sweat slid down, blocking his vision in front of his eyes, Gu Nianhan bit his lips hard, his sharp teeth sank deep into his lips, blood would come from the bite immediately.

However, in the next moment, a pair of hands touched his pale lips, fingers pried open the teeth and slid into the mouth.

"Don't bite your mouth." Pei Hezhi said softly, "Bite me if it hurts."

Gu Nianhan's eyes were clouded with mist, and his teeth rested on the back of Pei Hezhi's hand. He wanted to refuse at first, but the next moment he couldn't help shaking his whole body due to the pain, his jaw tightened, his teeth sank into the flesh, and the smell of blood was very fast. spread in the mouth.

This blow was not serious or serious, after biting Gu Nianhan felt a little regretful, afraid that Pei Hezhi would get angry.Looking over secretly, he found that Pei Hezhi was looking at him seriously with his eyebrows downcast without frowning.

When the work was finally finished a few hours later, Pei Hezhi's hands were bloody.

Pei Hezhi withdrew his hand and wiped away the blood from the corner of Gu Nianhan's lips. The blood flowed down his fingers onto the wooden floor, but he didn't realize it.

This picture seems to have a strange and ambiguous meaning. Even though A Yao is slow, at this moment she finally sensed that something was wrong between the two of them. After saying goodbye, he left in a hurry.

Pei Hezhi didn't care about his bitten hand at all, he admired the slightly red and swollen ink butterfly on Gu Nianhan's waist, and said with a smile: "I didn't choose wrong, it really suits me well."

Gu Nianhan seemed to have exhausted all his energy these few hours. He raised his eyelids tiredly, followed Pei Hezhi's fingers to look over, and then looked back: "...I want to sleep for a while."

Due to poor sleep for a long time, his body was weakening day by day. What happened in the club not long ago was undoubtedly like a sharp knife, which once again lifted Gu Nianhan's scabbed wound with great difficulty, exposing the bloody and fragile inside.Waking up in a dream again and again, as long as you close your eyes, you can see Pei Shangze's appearance when he died.

The man in the dream was covered in blood, and he stood in the distance and stretched out his hand to him. Pei Shangze's gentle expression disappeared, and his eyes were full of resentment and hatred that wanted to tear him apart.

He was really tired.

"Go to sleep." Pei Hezhi bent down, rubbing his lips against the ends of his hair, "Be careful not to press on the wound."

In a trance, Gu Nianhan seemed to smell the faint smell of agave in the air, mixed with the slightly sweet fruity aroma, which instantly suppressed his restless heart, giving him a sense of comfort and ease.

Gu Nianhan closed his eyes, and darkness swept over in an instant.

It was a rare and dreamless sleep, and when he woke up, the sun had already set, and the lights in the courtyard outside the window were emitting fluorescent light.

Gu Nianhan blinked blankly, thinking he was on his bed, until his eyes fell on the pot of lilies on the window sill, he suddenly realized that it was Pei Hezhi's home.

The pot of lilies that he had unintentionally smashed was now placed neatly in his room.

Gu Nianhan bent over and stood up. At this time, the wound on the side of his waist was still stinging slightly, and there was faint blood oozing out from under the plastic wrap.

He buttoned up his shirt and walked out of the room barefoot.

The light was on in the living room, and Pei Hezhi was sitting at the dining table, leisurely flipping through the newspaper.

There was the sound of beeping water from the kitchen, and the aroma of the food gushed out.

"Are you awake?" Pei Hezhi raised his eyes slightly when he heard the movement, "Go and clean the wound first."

Gu Nianhan's shirt was unbuttoned, his black hair was hanging limply on his slender neck, he yawned with some lingering drowsiness, the corners of his eyes instantly turned red, his eyes were cold and aloof, ignorant Looking at Pei Hezhi calmly, it seemed that he was still a little confused about the situation.

Gu Nianhan's appearance was so alluring that Pei Hezhi couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

A few seconds later, Gu Nianhan finally recalled the tattoo artist's instructions before he left, and slowly turned around and went to the bathroom.

Gu Nianhan washed the wound with warm water, and the blood and dye flowed into the drain along the water.

After the warm water drenched him, he finally woke up. He took a closer look at the tattoo on his waist, and saw a black butterfly flying by his side. The scars from the past had been completely covered, and it was very eye-catching on his pale body. Carrying a strange magical power that can't make people look away.

For some reason, Gu Nianhan thought of the words "bees mad but butterflies chaotic".

Strange to say, he didn't hate this butterfly.

Most of the wounds on Gu Nianhan's body were covered by Pei Shangze, and the scars on his back could be pretended not to be seen, but the cut on his waist always seemed to remind him deliberately, as soon as he saw it, he would scramble for those past events into the mind.

Now that the wound is covered, it's as if the trauma of the soul is also covered, with the indelible memories related to Pei Shangze, so Gu Nianhan doesn't know whether it is a reward or a punishment.

Where is tattooing as punishment?

Gu Nianhan lowered his eyes in confusion.

What a mess.