Chapter 880

Zhao Jian was paralyzed in bed, feeling as if she had just climbed back from the gate of death.

Ji Rufeng rubs and rubs her abdomen to remove the white spots just shot on it. Zhao Jian doesn't care about him. Every time he does it, he doesn't like to shoot it in her body. Instead, he always rubs it on her. He wants to stain her or wipe things on her in front of her.

Sometimes it's the abdomen, sometimes it's the buttocks, sometimes it's the chest, and even two times it's in her face.

"Why do you have such a hobby?"

Zhao Jian grabs a tissue and wipes it on her body. She is speechless in her heart, just like a dog urinating.

Ji Rufeng snorted and said that if you are good, I don't have to bother to remind you who your woman is.

After a nap, they get up together. Ji Rufeng orders tickets and Zhao Jian takes a bath.

Two days later, they flew directly from Edinburgh to London. However, the first thing after landing was that Zhao Jian did not take Zhao Jian back to Zhao's home, but took him to her nest.

Zhao Jian has her own residence in London. She found someone to clean it two days ago and it was clean when she came back.

Two people went home to put things, who knows no rest, even dragged him out.

"I'll take you to a place." Zhao Jian said excitedly.

He thought she would not be too happy to return to London.

"I've known this place for several years. Their home technology is good. I heard that it won't hurt when they make it."

There is a question mark on Ji Rufeng's face, but Zhao Jian just laughs and refuses to say what to do.

After driving on the road for more than half an hour, the car stopped at a place similar to a pharmacy. When Zhao Jian pulled him into the door, she heard the voice inside saying, "do you want a tattoo?"

Ji Rufeng was stunned.

Then there was Zhao Jian's crisp voice, "yes."

Then Ji Rufeng felt that he was pushed out, "give him a smell."

"Well? I didn't say I wanted a tattoo. "

Zhao Jian listened to the other person to introduce her tattoo master, and heard the words, like a wind, "your body, I has the final say."

Ji Rufeng's eyebrows beat for a while, and there was something in her heart Comfortable.

The tattoo master was soon selected. He was a man of twenty-four or twenty-five years old, wearing a white coat and taking Zhao Jian to choose the potion.

Zhao Jian looked at Ji Rufeng sitting on the bed and asked the man, "is there any medicine that can't be washed out?"

That person a Leng, Ji Rufeng also turns head to see her, some accident.

The man thought about it for a while and said, "tattoos can be washed off as long as they are not afraid of pain. However, there is only one color that can't be washed off

Zhao Jian didn't even think, "OK, then use this one."

After all, it was tattooed on his body. Ji Rufeng still asked, "what color?"

If it's tuhaojin, or other gaudy colors, he still has to think about it.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Jian's cool eyes swung over, and its meaning was self-evident.

Tattoo master took out the potion, is a kind of indigo, Ji Rufeng looked at it, relieved.

"Where are the lines?"

Ji Rufeng looks at Zhao Jian. Without saying a word, Zhao Jian begins to take off his clothes. Today, Ji Rufeng's baseball shirt is covered with a T-shirt. Zhao Jian pulls down his T-shirt and points his fingertips at his heart, "here."

Ji Rufeng

After a pause, Zhao Jian asked the tattoo master, "will this medicine affect your body?"

The tattoo master shook his head to say that he would not, and Zhao Jian said, "here it is."

Ji Rufeng

It's his body. Don't you need to ask for his advice?

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