My brother is not a good person

Zhongyuan Zhong also naturally heard "Tatoue-moi (Tattoo Me)".

He smiled and lowered his head, touched the tip of his nose, raised his eyelids and looked at her from under the brim of his hat.

"Of course I want to see it, so what are you going to do?"

Ask her what to do?

Laisha raised her eyebrows, reached out and grabbed his fedora, and then twirled it on her fingers.

She said to the staff member: "Just add "Tatoue-moi (Tattoo Me)". You should know which one it is, right? It is also a song from "Rock and Roll Mozart". Can you find an official photo?" ?”

The staff didn't dare to neglect, nodded and slid to the console.

During the period, other staff arrived to maintain order.

Surrounded in the middle, Laisha put the hat on her head behind her back and waved her hands around, "Can anyone lend me a long-handled umbrella? It's better to be black!"

After a while, the umbrella was passed to the most central row and pushed from the ice to her feet.

Bending down to pick up the umbrella, Miss Champion touched the brim of her hat, and finally twisted it a little crookedly.

The staff who played the music was still very fast.

As soon as the opening piano of "Tatoue-moi (Tattoo Me)" starts, she grips the handle of her umbrella and begins to slide.

Accompanied by the sound of drums that followed, the girl with the top hat crooked leaned on the umbrella with her left hand, and behind the back of her right hand, after a few circles on the spot, she raised her right hand and held it up to her chin.

"Whether you are holy or simple or profane."

Humming the French lyrics softly, the corners of her mouth raised in an arc that could never be called kind, she raised her jaw slightly, and raised her eyebrows at Zhong Yuanzhong who was standing not far away.

"Tonight I'm going to sneak into your tender land."

Ending the provocative opening, Laisha slid away immediately, stretched out her index finger to cover her lips in a silent gesture.

Stepping back into the spin, she tucks her arms tightly at her sides to increase the revs while planning the first jump of the program.

After ensuring sufficient initial speed, Miss Champion stood on the ice in a figure-eight shape and took off with the left rear inner edge.

One lap, two laps, three laps.

When the right rear outer edge landed, she also happened to slip in front of Mr. Cadre.

"I will learn your language, your accent."

Laisha put her right hand lightly on the opponent's shoulder, and scratched it lightly like a kitten stretching out its paw.

"Just to get to know you better."

Flipping her palm quickly, she slid the back of her hand down the neckline of the suit jacket.

"I will be frivolous, amorous and depraved."

She turned over again and again, covering his heart with her palm.

"Just to bewitch you."

Responding to the sudden acceleration of the music rhythm, she pushed his chest vigorously, and quickly slid back, her smile contained a bit of provocation and a bit of wicked humor.

"Through my lips."

Slender fingers caressed her lips, then she narrowed one eye, and made a gesture with her right hand in the shape of a gun.

"Tattoo me on your chest."

Aiming at Nakahara Chuya's heart, Raisha shot a wink without hesitation.

Once a bullet enough to capture the heart is fired, there is no turning back.

Seeing the onlookers covering their hearts one after another, the instigator immediately withdrew his right hand as if nothing had happened.

She stuck out her tongue mischievously, slid two steps to the distance, then touched the ice surface with her right knife tooth, and jumped 4F (jumping four times after touching the ice inside).

After landing on 4F, Miss Champion used her umbrella as a cane and took a jazz-like dance step.

"I'm going to take all my wild passions."

She took the opportunity of squatting and spinning to put down the umbrella in her hand.

"Engraved into your luxurious life."

She glides more easily with empty hands.

"Tattoo on your body with impunity."

With her left hand behind her back, she extended her right hand as an invitation.

Before Zhong Yuan could reach out to respond, Laisha returned to the show again.

She quickly slid to the side of the umbrella, and followed the music that raised the scale step by step, and opened the umbrella when the thunder rang.

Even with an extra umbrella to increase the resistance, her Bellman spin was completed meticulously, which is enough to show her superb skills.

At this time, the music finally came to an end.

Putting the umbrella on her shoulders simply and casually, Raisha successfully concealed the fact that she hadn't thought about how it would end.

She stood in the center, putting away her umbrella and preparing to hand it back to the staff.

It wasn't until they saw that she had tightened the umbrella again that the onlookers were sure that the show was really over.

They applauded in unison, and what's more, they hid in the crowd and shouted "Encore".

Everything around me is under the eyes of Mr. Cadre.

He waited calmly for Miss Champion, who came to hand over the umbrella, to approach.

After she told the staff, "Please return this umbrella to the gentleman who owns it", he also added a sentence right after her.

"If there is any property loss, it should also be calculated. I will send someone to compensate tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, under the puzzled eyes of the staff, he grabbed her arm tightly.

With a slight movement, the black-haired girl slid into his embrace under the influence of force.

Encircling her waist, he directly hugged her horizontally.

As soon as they stepped on the ground, the two disappeared from the crowd and flew towards the entrance.

Grabbing the shoes of the two of them, Zhongyuan finally landed in an alley with few people.

He took off his skates in two or three strokes, and changed back to the leather shoes he was used to wearing, "Do you want to change your shoes?"

change shoes?What shoes should I change to?

Laisha looked at him blankly.

It happened so fast that she didn't even understand why she was brought out.

Picking up the skates with one hand, Zhong Yuan saw that she hadn't taken any action and said, "It's okay, it's fine if you don't change it."

"No, it doesn't matter if you change it or not." Laisha waved her hands again and again, "Where is this place? What are we here for?"

Taking off the hat on her head, Zhong Yuanzhong also put it back on his head.

He coughed unnaturally, "I've been thinking about one thing just now."

so what?Raisha leaned against the wall and waited for him to continue.

"I was wondering how obsessed you are with the idea of ​​'putting your name on my heart'."

I can still remember it from the day it ended at Tokyo Station until now.

"And I don't want others to watch you for even a second longer."

The orange-haired boy used the brim of his hat to hide the embarrassment that could no longer be hidden on his face.

Even though he was already close enough to be honest with each other, he was not very embarrassed to confide to the other party this kind of heartfelt that made his mouth sour.

Even if it's the most truthful truth.

"So I was thinking about getting a tattoo."

He took a step back and stood in the middle of the alley.

The cool moonlight fell on his shoulders, but it couldn't extinguish the burning flame in his heart.

The Central Plains has actually done an investigation.

This is where the best tattoo artist in Yokohama hides.

It's just the combination of getting a designer to design an engagement ring and all the port mafia business, and it's taking him too long to get around to getting a tattoo.

"Now just happens to be a very suitable time."

Not only can there be a reason to take Raisha away from the ice rink, but also take this opportunity to get her name tattooed.

Mr. Cadre took out his mobile phone, clicked on the pad, and turned the screen of the mobile phone to the other party.

"Come on, my Miss Champion, sign an autograph for your fans."

Раиса·Михайловна·Достоевская.

Laisha Mikhailovna Dostoevskaya.

This is the first sentence Nakahara Chuya and Laisha said.

It's the beginning, but it's by no means the end.

Raisha took the phone and lowered her eyes.

She suddenly turned off the phone and put it in her pocket.

"There's no better time to get a tattoo now."

The girl raised her eyes, smiled and looked at her fiancé, whose face was full of surprise.

She reached out and grabbed the other man's neckline, and pulled him towards her.

Worried that she would be injured by this insignificant action, Zhong Yuanzhong naturally did not dare to resist.

however……

The girl wearing skates lowered her head and lightly pressed his slightly parted lips in confusion.

For the first time, she moved the tip of her tongue into another person's lips and teeth.

At the same time, what forced her to close her eyes was the inexplicable shame caused by this action.

The tip of the green tongue trembled, with a little cautious temptation, and finally fell into the trap.

It was captured by a seasoned hunter.

Entanglement, plunder, this is the true nature of the mafia.

Not to mention it's still the perfect time to have it delivered.

How can you let it go?

The right leg was squeezed between Raisha's legs to prevent her from being weak and unable to support her.

And the hand that she had grasped her neckline gradually lost strength, so she could only hug her neck instead.

From slightly raising his head, Nakahara Nakahara kissed him until he needed to turn his head down in order to continue this long kiss.

Reluctantly letting go of his lips, he looked at his fiancée who was sitting on his lap, rubbing the tips of his nose against each other twice.

"What's the matter?" He took advantage and asked obediently, "Don't you want to tattoo your name on me?"

"Or...you want to tattoo me yourself?"

Why can't Laisha understand this subtext?

She just glanced at him with those moist grape reds without any strength, and pursed her lips and let out a muffled "hum".

This guy thinks beautifully.

But even if she was to do it, she definitely couldn't be here.

"I've already tattooed you!"

Miss Champion stretched out her index finger and poked his chest mercilessly.

Through the clothes and skin, below is Mr. Cadre's beating heart.

Fiery to the point of boiling hot.

Sincere to almost bare/naked.

That is the most powerful proof that the other party has humanity as a human being.

"It's here." Her tone was full of unprecedented determination.

It sounds like a more determined attitude than "I will get the gold medal".

Laisha was embarrassed to look up at him, but she had to say the next thing.

"Whenever you miss me."

"When you worry about me every time."

"Every time you need me."

"I will appear in front of you."

She raised her left hand to cover her heart.

"Also appear here."

That is the most invisible and heavy shackle in the world.

It is also the deepest and hardest tattoo to wash off.

"It has my name engraved on it," Raisha announced. "It's been a fact since we first met."

"Whether it is the past, the present, or the future that is far away in the sky."

"As long as you still love me, my name will always be tattooed on your heart."

After a long silence, Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed.

He spread his arms and hugged Laisha tightly into his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, and stuff her into his heart.

"Of course I love you, and only you for the rest of my life."

He closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm only embarrassed to say it now."

"It's okay." Raisha returned the same hug, "After all, I am too."