The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 747 Tattoos (3)

When Concubine Jiang and Song Chengcheng came in, they saw four grown men sitting together around the sofa, three of them were holding a notebook in their hands, as if they were playing a game, and they were extremely excited.

"Fuck, old Xue, how the hell are you hot boy! Fuck, walnut milk me!" A roar made the small studio tremble.

It attracted Jiang Yu and Song Chengcheng to look over. The person who said that just now was a big fat man with a round body. His eyes were full of anger, and he almost dropped the notebook in his hand.

"Damn, I almost ate chicken, damn Canaan Zhenyin!" Shao Lang cursed in a low voice, and put the notebook in his hand on the table.

The other two people in his team also put their notebooks aside, and began to pinch their brows wearily.

Shao Lang was going to get up to drink some water, but when he turned around, he saw two beauties. Shao Lang was taken aback, amused: "Hey, what are these two beauties doing here so late?"

Aunt Jiang didn't finish her sentence, Song Chengcheng had long been used to this kind of scene, said with a smile on her heavily made-up face, "Brother, we made an appointment here for a tattoo at 09:30 tonight a month ago."

Yes, here is a tattoo studio.

The moment Song Chengcheng mentioned it, Aunt Jiang remembered it.

Shao Lang froze for a moment, and then his eyes passed over Song Chengcheng's body. She was wearing a small black leather skirt, and her top was also very short, revealing her waist. She had tattoos on her arms and thighs.

She looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, but she had such a strong bad breath.

There were quite a few people who made appointments for tattoos in the studio, but they were all adults. Shao Lang walked over and poured a glass of water, and said, "Sorry, you guys are not yet adults, are you? It must have been a mistake when we made the appointment. We There are no tattoos for minors here."

Song Chengcheng's face froze for a moment, she actually forgot about this.

But it was hard to coax Aunt Jiang to come here to get a tattoo. If she left like this, how could she be willing.

She looked back at Aunt Jiang's snow-white and clean skin, and her delicate appearance, with a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

Song Chengcheng prayed to Shao Lang and said, "Big brother, then you can do me a favor and be accommodating. You know, it's very difficult for your studio to make an appointment. I made an appointment with great difficulty. At this time, you said If you don't get tattoos, how can you do it!"

Seeing Song Chengcheng pestering him like this, Shao Lang looked back at his brothers in embarrassment.

"Little sister, it's not that we are intolerant, but the rules here are like this. No tattoos for minors, if you say no, you can't do it." When he stood up and spoke, it was a young man who looked a little gentle, and everyone here seemed to have In his twenties, he is very mature.

Song Chengcheng was not happy: "Aren't you the ones who set the rules? If you change them, it will be done!"

Someone chuckled, and that person said, "Hey, we really didn't set the rules. If you want to change the rules, you have to agree with Brother Qin. By the way, Brother Qin, he still has work tonight, so why didn't he disappear?" gone?"

Shao Lang drank the water in one gulp, put down the water glass, "I'm resting upstairs! I've been drawing for a few days, and I just finished drawing near dinner today."

Shao Lang looked back at Song Chengcheng, and naturally ignored Aunt Jiang who was beside him. After all, Aunt Jiang looked clean and beautiful, and she was a good student at first sight.

He said to Song Chengcheng: "Little sister, it's not uncle saying that it's not safe to dress like this at night. You're still a student, right? These tattoos on your body are not mentioned by school teachers? What else are you going to get tattooed?"

(End of this chapter)