Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Jiang Chengli's back was exposed in front of the people, and he couldn't see the scene behind him, his heart was empty as if he was on the edge of a cliff, he couldn't help but struggled harder, twisting his head to see You Fan's movements.

You Fan frowned: "Xiao Li, you are too disobedient."

He seemed to have thought of how to tame this unruly little beast, and drove everyone else out of the room, put down the electric tattoo machine in his hand, and picked up the long silver needle beside him.

Needle tattoos last longer and are more painful.

Jiang Chengli noticed that the clothes on his waist were pulled up. After rubbing alcohol on his waist and touching the skin with silver needles, it brought a bone-chilling coolness. He couldn't help shivering in the air-conditioned room.

At first he resisted the pain, clenched his teeth and kept silent, fearing that opening his mouth would cause him to hum in pain.

The pillow was almost soaked in cold sweat, until he couldn't help letting out a soft moan, and the stubbornness that he was holding on to collapsed one after another like a broken dike.

You Fan deliberately did not give him anesthesia, and the already long process became even more difficult.

A small piece of the tattoo was painted, which was a string of luxuriant black vines, spreading down from Jiang Chengli's lower back and tailbone, winding like a snake to occupy his lower body, looking ambiguous and wild.

Jiang Chengli wasn't afraid of pain at first, but it was too long and he couldn't count how many hours. Worse than the pain was the endless fear, cold sweat and tears of fear mixed together, it looked like he just got out of the water. The poor little dirty cat that was fished out.

"Please little uncle, give me an anesthetic, I'm in pain."

"Uncle..."

Jiang Chengli begged and sobbed, even he couldn't understand what he said, but You Fan could understand every sentence, and responded gently to the movements of his hands without stopping.

"That's not enough, Xiao Li." You Fan temporarily stopped the needle, sighed in Jiang Chengli's ear, coaxing like a devil in a low voice, "You have to say something I like to hear."

Hearing the words, Jiang Chengli seemed to have caught hope, turned his head from the pillow and stared at You Fan, his eyelids were swollen and pink.

"Little uncle, you are... the dearest person in the world, I will definitely listen to you from now on... stay by your side and never run away again." Jiang Chengli searched for good words in his mind, forgot to cry for a moment but started to hiccup, Talk intermittently.

"It's not enough." You Fan's voice was a little cold, and he continued to tattoo.

Jiang Chengli had exhausted his good words. He sweated and cried a lot and developed mild dehydration symptoms. His mouth was dry and his throat was hoarse, but the bean-sized sweat still flowed down his temples non-stop.

A morning star lit up outside the window, Jiang Chengli looked at the pale gray sky outside the window, almost desperate.

[Say you like him, say you don't like Ji Xun, and are willing to be nice to him. ] Perhaps the system couldn't bear to see him suffer, or maybe it appreciated enough of him to suffer, so it suddenly made a sound.

Jiang Chengli was panting heavily on the pillow, and barely reacted when he heard the words: [What... what? 】

【This is what he wants to hear, you do as I tell you. 】

Jiang Chengli's pain-occupied brain flashed a sliver of clarity, and he was stunned for two seconds before saying: 【How are you sure he wants to hear this? 】

[Don't ask so many questions, just tell me. 】The system is a little impatient and speaks very fast.

【I will not say. 】Jiang Chengli's only rationality told him that he could not say this casually, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

[What capital do you have to say no? 】The system is very humane and sneered, 【Look at your situation, what do you have left? 】

Jiang Chengli was distracted by the system for a moment, and he was really thinking about what was left of him.

Thinking about it this way, he realized that he really had very little left.

Traveling to the book alone, the company he worked so hard for fell into the hands of others. People who he thought were friends and relatives bullied him, and even his dignity was trampled underfoot.

The only thing he has left is Ji Xun.

It's just that he can't protect himself now, and he can't give Ji Xun anything.

Only by going out from here can he see Ji Xun again.

[I said he will let me go? 】Jiang Chengli's mind was in chaos, all he wanted was to tell You Fan to stop torturing him quickly, and go out to find Ji Xun from here,【Don't lie to me. 】

【Will do. 】

Jiang Chengli was dizzy, buried in the pillow and muffled: "I like you and want to stay by your side, uncle..."

Before the little uncle could say anything, he heard the system say: [Call him by name. 】

"You Fan." Jiang Chengli then changed his mouth.

"Really?" You Fan's hands stopped, and his voice was very calm, coming from behind Jiang Chengli.

Jiang Chengli nodded quickly: "Really."

You Fan laughed, he naturally knew that Jiang Chengli's words were coaxing him, but he just laughed softly: "Me too." It was like a spider web gathering its prey.

Then put away the needle: "The tattoo is done."

Him too?

Jiang Chengli was stunned.

He said that he likes You Fan, and You Fan replied that he likes you too?

You Fan likes him?

Jiang Chengli was frightened sober all of a sudden, without caring about other things, he turned his head and asked stiffly, "You too?"

You Fan rolled up his cuffs to reveal a forearm, and was applying ointment to Jiang Chengli's wound. Hearing this, he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "I didn't want to say it at first, but since Xiao Li and I are in love, I can't bear it." Seeing that Xiao Li didn't get a response, are you scared?"

After speaking, he kissed Jiang Chengli's tattooed skin lightly, and felt the skin under his lips tremble stiffly, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

The ointment has a strong cooling and analgesic effect, and Jiang Chengli immediately felt much better.

He was completely dumbfounded, clutching his lower back and trying to crawl forward, the gold chain on his ankle jingled non-stop.

[System, is what he said true? 】

The system ignored him.

【Is that true? ] Jiang Chengli's voice trembled.

If Gu Subai and Ji Xun like him, he can understand, after all, Gu Subai and Zha Gong have an old relationship, and Ji Xun and him are a natural match.

But You Fan didn't get along with him much, except that he was often taken care of by You Fan in work and life when he first came here, and he rarely had other contact, plus their relationship in name, Jiang Chengli couldn't believe it and didn't understand it.

"Then can my tattoo be washed off?" Jiang Chengli didn't dare to take back what he said, he murmured for a long time, only dared to ask about his tattoo.

He turned his head to look at the tattoo on his lower back, but he could only see a small piece of dark stuff, but he couldn't see the specific pattern clearly.

"Xiao Li doesn't like it? You can wash it off, and I'll get a new one tattooed for you." You Fan's tone was a bit cold, but Jiang Chengli's whole body turned cold when he heard it. He absolutely didn't want to suffer this kind of pain again.

"No, no, this is fine." Jiang Chengli shook his head quickly.

"Since you agree, let's separate from Ji Xun first." You Fan gently stroked the skin on the back of Jiang Chengli's neck, causing a shudder, and the clear and pleasant smell lingered around Jiang Chengli, "Call him now, use me phone."