"Bang bang bang--"

Mo Yan, who hadn't slept all night last night, just returned to the house and closed his eyes and glanced for a while. Outside the house, there was a knock on the door that he would never give up until he achieved his goal. A familiar voice made him plan to pretend to be absent and directly have a miscarriage.

"If I don't open the door, I'll rush in. I know you're inside."

"Here you come." Mo Yan had no choice but to put on his clothes helplessly, walked over slowly to open the door.

Ai Jiao, wearing a fiery red fur coat, looked more and more beautiful. She looked into the room suspiciously. She found nothing wrong, so she waved her hand impatiently, "Go out with me."

"Sister, I haven't brushed my teeth yet?" Mo Yan opened his mouth, and Ai Jiao quickly took a few steps back and stared at the former with anger.

Ai Jiao has a slight obsession with cleanliness, which Mo Yan discovered during contact. It is difficult for poor people like him to understand such complex mental illness.

Strangely, Ai Jiao didn't get angry today, just frowned and retreated outside the house, "I'll give you three minutes to wash and deal with chores, if you still want the fragments in this house."

A wisp of blue smoke rose slowly from her fingertips.

Mo Yan did not doubt the authenticity of this sentence. The other party had a criminal record of arson, so he didn't bother to complain. He grabbed the towel and toothbrush and rushed towards the faucet.

When he came back from washing up, he looked at the timer and for about three minutes, he immediately laughed, as if he was quite satisfied with his speed.

Looking at the other party's smugness, Ai Jiao's mouth twitched, and she had another urge to ignite, and she turned around and walked out of the yard.

Mo Yan lowered his head and thought about it. Ai Jiao was a little abnormal today, so she followed her immediately.

The two left the academy and walked along the flat streets and through two lively markets. Mo Yan realized that the road was so familiar.

I saw the huge phantom advertisement in the distance. I had been away for three years. How could I not be familiar with it? Although he was curious about what the other party brought him here for, he still didn't ask and followed him silently.

For big customers like Ai Jiao, there is no one who doesn’t know the clerk in the stone shop. Sister Ling immediately welcomed her enthusiastically, “Miss Ai”

Ai Jiao interrupted Sister Ling's polite words impatiently and pointed out her purpose directly, "Take the latest tattoos here for you to take a look."

Sister Ling was a little stunned. She remembered that the big money owner had bought one a few days ago, but she quickly reacted, "Okay." She turned around and went to the counter to take out several latest patterns, and explained the performance characteristics of these patterns in detail.

Mo Yan noticed that these patterns are all three-hole high-end products. If you weren't concerned about the occasion, you would be afraid that saliva would flow out. The only thing that was a bit annoying was that these patterns were all for women, which was obviously not suitable for yourself.

He secretly glanced at the price on it and was immediately hit hard. The cheapest one was 300,000 faks. How many pieces of patterned stones he had to sell was enough.

Not mentioning that Mo Yan was crying secretly when he looked at the side. Ai Jiao was also in a bad mood when she looked at these patterns, and was obviously not satisfied. She had been cruising on several patterns for a long time, and unexpectedly asked to the side: "Which one do you think looks good?"

Mo Yan wiped his saliva and said with disdain: "If these models were not too bright in color, they would be as delicate as toys, and their appearance was not domineering enough. There is also." If you can't eat grapes, you say that the grapes are sour. At this time, he had this mentality and did his best to belittle these patterns.

"I have never seen such a shameless person. I clearly said these words against my conscience," the crowd's eyes were sharp, and I could see Mo Yan's sinister intentions at once.

Sister Ling spontaneously began to figure out what the relationship between these two people was, but she didn't explain anything.

Her charming red lips curled gently, and Ai Jiao's face exuded a brief smile, "I think these patterns are pretty good, forget it, just want this one." Her eyes wandered up the patterns for a long time, and finally chose an orange-yellow pattern.

Sister Ling was very puzzled when she looked around. The other party chose a little different color from the previous one, except for the slightly different color. However, her professionalism was not low and she did not ask this presumptuous question. She confirmed that the other party did have the intention to buy it and said, "Do you need packaging?"

"No need." Ai Jiao answered very simply, and then she untied the patterns on her arm, put the stone inside into the new patterns, and wore them on her arm. She moved her joints and seemed to be quite satisfied and paid very quickly.

Then she looked at the pattern she had on the table with some regret. After all, one could only use one pattern, and she obviously couldn't use the other.

"What a pity, it's a lady's, otherwise it would be nice to give it to you." Ai Jiao glanced at the man beside her, looking very regretful.

Mo Yan heard the sound of "gurgling" in his throat, he turned his face to the side, and forced himself to say what he wanted to send. He didn't believe that such a good thing would happen, and it was probably just intentionally making him envious.

If it weren't for the rumbling sound, Ai Jiao really thought the other party had changed. She was not in a hurry. She just explained the advantages of this pattern in detail. "It uses the latest materials, it is light and sturdy, and has a reasonable appearance design, and will not affect the flexibility of the joints. It has three stone grooves, which can be placed in three types of stone stones at the same time, and also "

"Drip--" But the saliva in Mo Yan's mouth finally couldn't help but fall to the ground. Every time the opposite side said one of the advantages of this pattern, he felt itchy. In the end, he liked it more and more. He felt itchy. He ignored the mouth of his mouth and leaned forward and looked at it with a shy face, "Forget it for me, really, I don't mind at all."

But Ai Jiao looked over when she discovered the new world, "But it's a lady-like one."

"As a man, I should not be petty. Although it has some flaws and flaws of women, I should tolerate and love it with a broad mind of a man."

"Did someone have said that the color of this pattern is too bright and the appearance is too cartoony, so it is not domineering enough at all?"

Mo Yan suddenly looked serious and said righteously: "Who said such irresponsible words? Stand out." After saying that, it was quiet around him, and then he looked pleased again, "Look, everyone thinks this is nonsense, let's talk about the future of this tattoo."

"Do you want it?" Ai Jiao said incisively.

Mo Yan's head was like a chicken pecking at rice, almost raising his claws and shaking his tail.

"It's not impossible to give it to you, but you have to promise me a condition."

PS: I'm a little too big. I guess I've been riding the bus for too long today. Please give me some tickets to treat motion sickness.

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