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"Director Yuan...Don't do this, Director Yuan. Artists are not allowed to have tattoos. If I have such marks on my body, they will definitely be discovered. By then, my acting career will be over!"

Luo Zhiwei watched him fiddling with those tools, with despair in his eyes, his fear of pain made his acting skills explode, and he threatened sharply: "Yuan Yiqi, if you must use this method to destroy me, I will fight with you." perish together!"

Yuan Yiqi played with the coloring material in his hands, looked at him with a smile, and asked lightly, "Are you afraid?"

The young man stubbornly pursed his lips into a line, without saying a word.

"Don't be afraid, how can I be willing to destroy you?"

Yuan Yiqi gently combed the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears, smiled lightly, and said, "In order to protect your acting career, I checked the relevant information and made full preparations."

"Have you ever heard of pigeon blood tattoos? It is said that blending pigeon blood and cinnabar pigments can make the tattoos hidden in the skin without showing any traces. It will only appear when you are emotional or drinking alcohol. Is this true? Very suitable for you, Xiao Luo?"

He tilted his head slightly and looked at him with a smile, as if thinking of him.

Of course Luo Zhiwei knows about this kind of tattoo. As a Two-dimensional resident nerd and the chief planner of the game, he hasn't found anything about secondary school. This kind of thing...

In an instant, his face turned green, and he sternly refused: "Director Yuan, calm down, these tattoos are fake, and animal blood contains bacteria. If you use it on my body, I will definitely get infected." , Director Yuan, do you want to watch my whole body fester and die..."

He said, looking sad.

"Yes, pigeon blood does have serious disadvantages. Of course, I am reluctant to take this risk to hurt you, even if you are the little bastard I hate so much."

Yuan Yiqi smiled lowly, and said softly: "But he is also my favorite little bastard."

He looked at him with infinite tenderness in his gray-blue eyes.

Luo Shiwei didn't expect him to be so eloquent, and was stunned for a while, but then he heard him say:

"So, I spent half a month researching the principle of the pigeon blood method, taking the essence and discarding the dross, and replacing pigeon blood with more suitable and perfect materials for tattooing, so as to ensure your absolute safety."

"What... what method?" Luo Zhi asked in a daze.

He felt that Yuan Yiqi was too scary.

These days, if you're not afraid of the villain's bloodlust, you're afraid that he is educated, not only can lie, can make movies, but also has rich knowledge and theories that allow him to study tattoos?

This one also has a modified pigeon blood tattoo, just to mark him?

What kind of vigorous execution is this, no wonder ordinary people can't be villains...

As he thought about it, when he looked up, he saw the man put the coloring material on the test bench, and took out an unopened syringe from the freezer.

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and blue blood vessels could be seen faintly flowing on his suet-like white wrist. Yuan Yiqi, like a professional doctor, carefully and rigorously disinfected his arm, and then wiped the sharp The needle pushed into his vein little by little.

The needle did not go in.

He didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and he didn't even move. The man's handsome face was serious and calm, as if he was just doing an elegant and meticulous artistic practice, drawing his blood out of his body little by little.

Luo Shiwei stared at this scene with wide-eyed eyes. He even felt a little dizzy, and his brain began to feel dizzy.

But as the person involved, Yuan Yiqi's expression remained unchanged.

Only after drawing a tube full of blood and pulling out the needle did his face turn pale due to blood loss, and the corners of his eyes turned slightly red due to physiology, which added a touch of soul-stirring to the indifferent elegance. colorful.

"As long as human blood is mixed with cinnabar, the blended pigment can ensure its lasting imprint on human skin without fading."

Yuan also looked forward to the blood red flowing in the needle, looking extremely calm, but this calmness added a little bit of madness.

Luo Shiwei's scalp went numb for a moment.

What is the principle of using human blood, it is impossible, he will definitely die! !

Thinking of dying in Yuan Yiqi's hands in this way, he immediately began to struggle violently, desperately trying to tear off the tie tied around his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes were covered by shadows, and Luo Shiwei moved aside in fright for an instant, but there was nowhere to escape, so he could only watch the man approaching.

Yuan Yiqi looked like a refined scholar, but he suppressed people lightly. He lifted Luo Shiwei's chin, forcing him to raise his head helplessly and swing back and forth helplessly.

Immediately afterwards, a smell of disinfectant came to my face, it was choking and spicy, it was the smell of iodine!

Luo Zhiwei's face changed drastically immediately, and he screamed: "Director Yuan, don't worry, you can get tattoos, and if you get tattoos, you don't need to let me drink medical alcohol, that stuff is spicy and bad, and it will poison you if you drink it. Yeah... um!!!"

He raised his head, and Yuan Yiqi gracefully and forcefully parted his lips. Cold alcohol was poured into his mouth forcibly, and the excess liquid overflowed from the corners of the young man's lips. Suddenly, Luo Shi's fair cheeks were flushed.

Yuan also expects to let go.

The young man fell powerlessly on the sofa, his whole body was covered in seductive pink, like a drunken shrimp that had been peeled off its shell, leaving only a pair of eyes that were so misty that they couldn't wake up, with tears in their eyes, they wanted to stare at Yuan Yi. Expect.

Eyes full of hatred.

A pungency filled the whole palate, and Luo Shiwei was filled with despair of wanting to be cold. Before he died, he stared at Yuan Yiqi. When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, but it couldn't cover his mouth. scold.

"Yuangou... Dad will never let you go even if he is a ghost!"

He looked fierce and stern, he was no longer a little white rabbit in disguise, but the little bastard who jumped up and down to fight against him.

The corners of Yuan Yiqi's lips raised slightly, he happily shook the glass in his hand, and casually stuffed the ice cubes in the glass into the little bastard's mouth.

The ice cubes entered the mouth, reducing the spicy feeling and diluting his anger. Luo Shiwei regained his composure a little bit. While he was half drunk, he looked at the wine glass and realized in a trance...

It's not like medical alcohol.

When did he blend the whiskey? ? ?

In the next second, the man's cold and affectionate lips were pressed down.

Yuan Yiqi's kiss was just like himself, calm and restrained, but with a bit of madness hidden under the undercurrent.

He tasted the sweetness of the young man's lips slowly, and when he was hot, he took possession at a deep level and plundered endlessly.

Luo Shi's slightly drunk brain was in chaos, and he could only passively accept the man's plunder, thinking dizzily...

[Brother, I am dedicating myself to the mission, work-related injury, I have to pay more! 】

[System: ...] The scary brain circuit of a straight man.

The young man lay weakly on the black sofa, his cheeks buried in the blanket, his breathing was messy, and his red and swollen lips murmured unconsciously, no one could hear him clearly.

His shirt was half-faded, revealing his thin back. Under the incandescent light, his skin was dazzlingly white. The needle was lowered steadily, cutting out beautiful lines, which successfully made his body tremble, and his tense skin instantly turned pink.

Yuan Yiqi is tattooing ouroboros, he looks serious and pious, as if treating a unique artwork in this world, each stitch can make the waist of the young man more clearly outline a perfect circle, which is his unique mark.

It only belongs to Luo Shiwei.

"pain……"

"Good, it will be fine soon."

Feeling the youth's uneasiness, he leaned over slightly, his gentle voice whispered in Luo Shiwei's ear, with a drowning tenderness like water, but the movements of his hands were ruthless and precise, stitch after stitch.

The pattern of ouroboros is made of special materials that have never been seen before, and the strokes are drawn one after another, making the pattern look extraordinarily gorgeous and enchanting, lively and fragrant.

On the other hand, when the snake head swallowed the snake tail, the icy snake eyes burst out with a chilling and dangerous aura.

This is Ouroboros, no, it is Yuan Yiqi.

He carved himself into Luo Shiwei's body, and this mark will follow the youth throughout his life, like a shadow; similarly, he will also imprint himself in Luo Shiwei's soul in an extreme way, and never fade away.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yiqi slightly bent his lips, and there was a kind of pure joy in those bewitchingly beautiful eyes.

He gently wiped the sweat from the young man's forehead, bent down, and prepared to give him a rewarding kiss.

The next second, Luo Shiwei grabbed his wrist and bit down hard.

With this bite, he did not hide his resentment at all, the small canine teeth between his lips were extremely sharp, and actually bit his thin wrist.

Fishy sweet blood spilled into the mouth.

The tingling travels from the wrist to the heart.

Yuan Yiqi didn't seem to notice it, no, he even smiled more cheerfully and purely, watching Luo Shiwei's venting his anger calmly and dotingly, and then handed the other hand up in a good-tempered manner, encouraging with a smile : "Don't be angry, this hand can also bite."

Luo Zhiwei spat out his wrist, licked the blood from the corner of his lips, sneered, his face was gloomy and fierce, and said, "Yuangou, you wait, I will repay today's hatred ten times, one hundred times sooner or later."

"Okay, I'll wait."

He watched the blood on the young man's lips being drawn in, his eyes moved slightly, and then without concealing his intentions, he lifted Luo Shiwei's chin and kissed him.

"Woo----!!!" You are meowing again! ! !

The kiss ends.

Luo Shiwei glared at each other, and sneered again and again: "Yuangou, I really didn't know you were gay before! You're a faggot!"

This scolding is a bit sad and indignant.

Yuan Yiqi smiled and shook his head, he wiped Luo Shiwei's lips, corrected him with a creepy temperature: "No, I am asexual, this kiss is just the creator's expression of his artwork The way I like it, and you... will be my most perfect and beautiful work."

Luo Shiwei didn't know whether he was angry or drunk, and passed out directly.

Luo Shiwei has been on leave for a week and hasn't come to work.

It was originally said to be a cold, and now it is said to have aggravated the cold.

Yue Qiao woke up from the hospital and never saw him again. At first, he didn't care about it, because he was seriously injured when he was drunk this time. The key is now that both hands are bandaged together. Can rest.

In the beginning, he was actually a little lucky that he didn't see Luo Shiwei.

Thinking of the last memory of that night, that bite mark... Cough, Yue Qiao coughed in a concealed manner, Chun Qing's cheeks were a little red.

Was he crazy at the time, not only biting down but also kissing...kissing...

I don't know what Shiwei's mood is, is it frightened.

So, when he didn't see anyone, he was a little lucky.

It's just that he didn't see Luo Zhiwei for a week, so he couldn't sit still. Taking advantage of Mei Yunting's delivery of fruit, he asked directly, "Where is he?"

"Who?" The manager pretended to be stupid.

Yue Qiao looked at him coldly.

Mei Yunting: "..."

She reluctantly replied: "I have a cold, I'm lying at home, why are you so anxious, I will come to see you when he recovers!"

"Hey, you can't get out of bed...!"

The most fortunate thing for Luo Zhiwei is that he was not killed by Yuan Yiqi's perverted blood tattoo method, but he just had a fever and planned to rest at home for a few days before going back to work.

"Brother, that tattoo method is absolutely unscientific. I suspect that there are bugs in your world!" Luo Shiwei was filled with righteous indignation.

The system is very calm: [You have traveled through time and still believe in science? 】

Okay... He reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to find fault.

At this moment, the agent sent a WeChat message: "Yue Qiao insisted on coming to you, he is already on his way, and will be there soon."

"Vietnamese??!"

Luo Shiwei was so frightened that he jumped up, and was about to put on his clothes quickly, for fear that he would see his appearance. When he got excited, the bright red soul-stirring tail appeared quietly on the back of his waist and buttocks snake.

Luo Shiwei was so scared that he quickly calmed down.

but……

"Wait?" He was half dressed, then suddenly slipped back into bed, and murmured, "If there's anything you can't see, you have to let him see it, and see his good guide Yuan, that Yuan dog treats him all the time." What did daddy do!"

Starting today, his green tea skills will evolve, and he will be Luo Niu Colu Tea from now on!

The author has something to say: Of course, Luo Chacha's revenge in the future will not only be estrangement... You have to peel off the original dog's skin to relieve the hatred! ! !