Days dominated by wife-watching demons

Zhou Liang seems to have an indifferent attitude towards everything, and it is the same now, she just thinks that Miss Ge Er is fresh and self-willed for a while.

Let's live, at least there is still money to get, Zhou Liang thinks very openly.

Worried that this delicate master would catch a cold after wearing wet clothes for so long, Zhou Liang dug out a few packs of ginger tea that he didn't know when he put it in from the drawer, and after confirming that it hadn't expired, he brewed it and served it to Ge Han.

Ge Han said thank you, buried his face in the cup and took a sip, his face turned pink from the heat, "Hey, I'm serious, get me a tattoo."

Zhou Liang wiped his wet hair with a towel, and the open collar revealed two perfect collarbones with several red marks gnawed out by the "dog".

"I have a name."

"All right, Xiao Zhou." Ge Han changed his words.

Zhou Liang threw over a price list, and Ge Han opened it. There were not only illustrations on it, but also prices marked on the side. Different painting styles and different tattoo artists have different prices according to the unit price per hour.

Ge Han hurriedly turned to the first page and found Zhou Liang's name printed on the top, "Xiao Zhou is okay, store manager?"

"Earn extra money." In fact, Zhou Liang left a way out for himself.

She also knows that she has a bad temper, and there are many rules and restraints in the circle. If one day offends a certain big boss, it is not surprising that she will cut off the back of her photographer.

Even if she has produced some works and popularity in the past few years, she has not slackened, and she will go to the store to sit regularly. In this place, popularity is only the incidental value of the product. A capable businessman finds a good foundation and adds a few marketing drafts. You can create one at will.

"Then you." Ge Han flipped through the pages of Zhou Liang's works, pointed to one and said, "This one is pretty good."

"This is a private design, so I don't want to buy it."

"If you don't sell it, put it up."

Zhou Liang remained patient, "It's for you to see the painting style, and the design fee will be calculated separately."

"Oh, then you design it." Ge Han leaned on the bed, looked at her with his head propped up, "I'm not really short of money."

"..." I don't need you to tell me.

Among other things, Zhou Liang was very serious about his work. After asking Ge Han a few basic requirements, he started to draft.

"Reminder in advance, if you can't bear the pain and want to stop halfway, the money still has to be paid."

Ms. Ge Er still said the same thing: "I am not short of money, you can paint in Guili."

Zhou Liang's movements were quick, and he produced the drawings in two days. Ge Han actually didn't understand these art works very well. He only knew that Zhou Liang's unrestrained painting style was similar to Ji Yuan, an art student who was fond of abstract paintings.

A mass of cloudy and misty things wraps a bunch of half-bloomed flower buds, which makes people angry just looking at them.

"Why don't you just draw a big red flower, this thing is half open and half closed." Ge Han pointed at the ball.

Zhou Liang lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering his eyes.

Her personal preference is that she likes to design according to the customer's image. This is how Zhou Liang felt when she saw Ge Han for the first time. The eldest lady is obviously strong but she likes to pretend that she doesn't care about anything, which is very embarrassing.

It's just that after hearing the story of the Ge family later, I understood Ge Han's thoughts. Instead of trying all his strength to fight a battle that may not be possible to win with the powerful opponent in front of him, it is better to give up directly, at least to give up automatically than to exit in embarrassment The posture is a little more decent.

I don't understand how Ge Han has maintained his dignity all these years, turning himself into the image of a prodigal son.

"Tsk, fine." Ge Han curled his lips, "I really don't understand you art lovers, last time I told Ji Yuan that her paintings were too messy, so she was unilaterally cut off for a week, then I also Don't say that you don't draw well, so as not to make you angry."

"It's okay, you can change it." Zhou Liang has encountered many customers who have just finished the design of the front foot and are about to make major changes on the back foot. It is not uncommon for a design to be changed more than ten times at a time.

It was beyond her expectation that Ge Han was so eloquent.

"Forget it, I think it's okay after I look at it again." Ge Han stuffed the picture back into her hand, "I'll go to your place tomorrow."

Probably because he was worried that he would retreat after a long time, Ge Han pulled Zhou Liang up early in the morning and arrived two hours before the store opened.

Zhou Liang took out the key to open the lock, squatted down and opened the door.

Ge Han was very curious about everything in the store, he fumbled here and there until Zhou Liang took a good tool and pointed at a recliner chair and asked her to sit down.

"Where is the tattoo?"

Ge Han sat down, lifted his skirt, pointed to his white thighs, and said in a proud tone, "Here."

Zhou Liang glanced at her lazily, without any emotion in his eyes, "If you don't want to die from pain, change your position."

Ge Hanxing closed his legs, "That's fine."

Finally, it was fixed on the outer side of the right leg, so as to cover up the pain and make the pain weak.

Zhou Liang put on a mask, and put a piece of cloth on her thighs, and his hands were so terrific, it seemed that what was tied in his hand was not a human leg, but a piece of pork bought in the vegetable market for practice.

"Hiss—" Ge Han reacted as soon as the injection was given, "Zhou Liang, didn't you fucking say it doesn't hurt?"

"I didn't say it didn't hurt, I just said that 'normal people' can endure the pain here." Zhou Liang had strength in his hand, and held Ge Han's restless leg with one hand, while the other hand continued to move.

"No, no, no! It hurts too much! Just wait."

"If it hurts, I suggest chewing gum or saying something to divert attention. I'm just getting started." Zhou Liang pressed her leg again, and pressed it down, "If you don't want to be tied up, you will be moved around."

Hearing what she said, Ge Han stuffed chewing gum into his mouth, and when he turned his head to look at Zhou Liang, he saw her with drooping eyelids, her eyelashes slapping her face in a silhouette.

"Xiao Zhou, did someone say that you look good when you work hard?" Ge Han had already noticed this point of view when he went to AW to visit An Jing, but he was not familiar with this person at that time.

Zhou Liang replied without blushing, "Thank you."

"I found that I still hurt, why don't you talk to me for a while." Ge Han clasped the edge of the chair with both hands, his fingertips turning white.

"OK."

"..." I have to find the topic myself.

There were only two people in the studio, and there was no other movement except the sound of the machine. Ge Han didn't know which muscle was twitching, and said, "Ask me something that might make you angry. It's your hand. How did you do it? If you don’t want to say it, you don’t have to, but if you do, I can also tell you some of my secrets in exchange.”

Zhou Liang raised his hand, and the tattoo stopped, "I was a little stressed when I was young, and I got it at that time, but now I feel stupid when I look at it, there is no special story."

Different from the smooth sailing life of people like Zhou Yuan and Ge Han, Zhou Liang's family suddenly went bankrupt when she was in middle school, and her parents hid from loan sharks abroad, so she took care of Zhou Yuan's family for a while.

She was also an art student, but she chose to give up because she couldn't continue to pay the high tuition fees. After hearing that photography can make money, she taught herself photography.

She works as an apprentice everywhere, and after she finishes her studies, she accepts jobs from anyone who comes to her. Sometimes, just to take a group photo, she has to make a three-hour drive to the other side of the city, and she arrives without saying a word.

Up to now, she has some savings and helps her parents pay back the money to bring her back to the country. No one knows how much she has suffered, and her parents will only praise her for her ability to outsiders.

The tattoo shop is not only a way out for Zhou Liang to prepare for herself, but also a place she built for her art dreams that have nowhere to rest.

"Xiao Zhou, how old are you?" Ge Han suddenly said seriously, "I've never dated anyone five years older than me."

Zhou Liang was silent for a moment, the little sadness in his heart just now because of recalling the past disappeared, "Ten years older than you, just right, if you can't accept it, you can break up immediately in place."

"You lied to me, I'll ask my sister." Ge Han fiddled with the phone a few times, and Ge Zijie always responded quickly, "Damn it, you really lied to me."

"Well, I lied to you." Zhou Liang twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, "So what."

Ge Han followed her example and narrowed his eyes, "It's not that bad, I think you are more interesting and lovely, this girlfriend is really worth it."

In the next few days, no matter where Zhou Liang went, Ge Han would cling to her. At home, he would hug her, and when he went to work, he would follow her. I see, there are two conjoined twins in the company.

The news quickly reached Father Ge's ears.

"I called her to the company for her to study, not for her to mess around!"

"Chairman calm down, the second lady may also be playful for a while, you also know her temperament, the more you stop her, the more she will fight against you."

"Then you can't mess around in AW, spread it out to think about what it will be like." Father Ge smoothly waved his hand to let the secretary approach, "Go and investigate the other party's details, and persuade if you can."

"it is good."

That night, Zhou Liang's card received a huge amount of remittance. If converted into work, it was enough for her to take three filmings a day for five years without eating or drinking.

She was very witty and knew what the other person meant, so after guessing that the eldest lady was not that interested, she broke the relationship with a text message.

It's not that she is cruel, it's just that she doesn't want to run into Father Ge head-on. At this stage, the other party is still willing to use friendly means to persuade him.

Thinking of those round and puppy-like eyes, Zhou Liang hesitated to edit the text message. After careful consideration, he sent the other party's favorite emoji.

After sending the message, she turned off her phone, leaned against the head of the bed, and sighed: "Perfect."

In this game, the eldest lady enjoyed herself to the fullest, and she also gained a lot of benefits. Compared with the previous one, it could not have been a better ending.