Although Jiang Cheng’s guess is completely opposite to his true thoughts, Gu Fei felt it was not so much. He could not explain his thoughts to Jiang Cheng anyway, and he did not want Jiang Cheng to feel uneasy because of his thoughts.

He decided to cooperate honestly and nodded seriously in case the academic master gave him another sip.

Moreover, Jiang Cheng was full of sexy when he said this. Gu Fei stared at him and felt that he wanted to overturn him on the operating bed next to him with his arm. All the bad images in his mind, such as dentist bed p, and train sleeper p were shouting.

Fortunately, the bite was so full of enthusiasm that it was a bit harsh. It was almost as painful as the finger tiger smashed its collarbone that day. The scene in his mind was fleeting, and he returned to the state of an upright and good boy in time.

"This should be OK," Jiang Cheng took a step back and looked at the teeth marks. "It's so round, I found that my teeth are pretty good."

"Yes," Gu Fei touched his collarbone, "After all, it's a tooth that can bite off the zipper head."

"That's right," Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "So be honest with me, or I'll chew you and can't even leave any residue."

"I understand." Gu Fei answered very sincerely.

Boss Lu prepared the tools he wanted to use and came in to look at the dental marks: "Okay, do you want to be more cartoonish or have a stronger three-dimensional sense?"

"Is there any difference?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"You can look at the photos," Boss Lu opened the notebook next to him and found a few pictures. "There is a stronger three-dimensional feeling, just like this."

Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. It turned out that there were many people who were doing such idiots with tooth marks on his body. Under the cover of a group of idiots, he and Gu Fei immediately seemed less stupid.

But he immediately felt a little frightened when he looked at this tooth mark with a strong three-dimensional feeling. The black tooth mark had a visual redness and a little horrible effect.

"Isn't this possible?" Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei, "it looked like he was about to be poisoned."

"You are so poisonous, you are so poisonous, you are so poisonous, you are so poisonous," Gu Fei leaned against the side and sang in a low voice, "What is the cartoon?"

"The cartoon is flat, with fewer shadows, and there is not that strong three-dimensional sense," Boss Lu showed two more pictures, "It is basically a flat one based on the traces you bite. This is more cute."

"That's it," Jiang Cheng looked at the photos. In comparison, although cartoons are called cartoons, they actually look much more normal than three-dimensional ones, and there is not that strong sense of non-mainstream idiots. "How can you not use black?"

"Any color is fine. If you like it, you can make it into colorful colors for you," said Boss Lu, "but I personally recommend that it be a darker color, which is better."

If it weren't for considering that once this was done, even if it was washed, Jiang Cheng really wanted to get him some pink and blue ones, be good at the little rabbit.

In the end, I chose black, who was low-key and stupid and cool.

After Gu Fei lay on the bed, Boss Lu put on his gloves and began to show off the disposable tools he wanted to use, the needle and the tube. Jiang Cheng looked at it and felt that making a tattoo was going to be punished.

Connecting means disinfection and starting to draw out the pattern.

After the drawing, Boss Lu asked Jiang Cheng to check it out, and then took a mirror for Gu Fei to look at it: "It's roughly like this. If there is no problem, I will start to cut the lines."

According to Boss Lu's explanation, the cutting line is to first draw out the edge of the pattern, but it is the word "cut" that makes Jiang Cheng feel a faint pain on the inner side of his thigh. He frowned: "Don't you apply some anesthetics or something?"

"This area is not large, so if you can bear it, you should bear it for a while," said Boss Lu. "A good ointment does not affect the coloring, but it affects the elasticity of the skin and has an impact on the shape of the pattern."

"Then do you bear it?" Jiang Cheng stretched his face above Gu Fei's face and looked at him.

"Yes." Gu Fei smiled.

Jiang Cheng controlled the urge to lower his head and kiss him, sat back on the chair next to him, and watched Boss Lu take something like a pen and start to stumble on Gu Fei's collarbone. I don't know if it was poking or cutting.

Gu Fei had no reaction, and the pain was probably tolerant.

It was just a bit long. Boss Lu was wearing a mask and bowed his head halfway. It took him more than forty minutes to cut the thread just by carefully crafting it.

"It's time to start coloring," Boss Lu said while changing tools, "It shouldn't hurt much now. It will hurt a little when you start coloring later, but it's still very fun to hurt and look forward to it."

Jiang Cheng rubbed his legs beside him and asked Gu Fei in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay now, it doesn't feel too big," Gu Fei turned his head and smiled at him. "Maybe the skin here is not delicate enough, so I don't feel it hurts. If it's inside the thighs."

"Shut up." Jiang Cheng interrupted him.

"The inner thigh is not bad, but it is actually not as painful as the collarbone. There is fat on the thigh, which is relatively less painful," Boss Lu glanced at Jiang Cheng, "Do you have to do the inner thigh?"

"Ah," Jiang Cheng crossed his legs awkwardly, "You can start coloring."

The process of coloring was quite boring. Jiang Cheng watched Boss Lu lie on the head of the bed with something similar to a dental cleaner, doing it bit by bit, and the visual effect was like teeth washing, and he had to rub the blood from time to time.

Jiang Cheng was not afraid of blood, but when he thought of himself, he was still a little cautious.

He took out his cell phone, took a few photos of Gu Fei, lowered his head and started playing with pictures. After a while, Gu Fei said, "If you want to be bored, why don't you help me eliminate love? If you can't get over it, I haven't played for several days."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng reached out and touched Gu Fei's pocket, and first pinched his legs through his pants before taking out his cell phone.

Gu Fei tsk.

"Does it hurt?" Boss Lu asked immediately.

"No," Gu Fei said, "It's already numb and I can't feel it."

"It's almost done," Boss Lu wiped the blood that oozed out, "Your collarbone is beautiful, this article must be cool."

Jiang Cheng leaned over and took a look. The tooth mark had been half a circle. Although the skin was red and swollen, the effect could still be seen. It looked much better than the three-dimensional one. Gu Fei's collarbone was beautiful in shape, and it was indeed quite sexy with such a contrast.

I can forgive Boss Lu for his constant touching back and forth on his collarbone and shoulder.

Jiang Cheng pinched Gu Fei's finger and locked the phone, and began to pass the test.

However, as soon as he opened the interface of mentally retarded and eliminated joy, he saw more than 300 little red hearts: "Fuck, so much heart?"

"Yeah," Gu Fei smiled, "I haven't saved up for a few days."

"I haven't played for half a month and can't save so much," Jiang Cheng clicked his friend and looked at him. He felt like his friend list was not enough to turn over. "The number of friends is a bit amazing."

"It's all classmates," said Gu Fei. "For the sake of Xiao Hongxin, there are only so many people, and I can't even save the words I always play."

Jiang Cheng simply didn't understand Gu Fei's behavior. He was usually like a flower in the high mountain, but in order to play a game, he could add a bunch of people who he usually ignored at all. He probably couldn't even recognize him. He was a poor student, and for a mentally retarded game, he didn't even want to maintain his character design for more than ten years. What kind of spirit is this?

Li Yan had passed this level of Gu Fei's card. Jiang Cheng took a look and found that Li Yan was almost at the top of the level. His competitor was about to reach the top and sent him a congratulatory message. He was still stuck in the level with a very disgusting pace and a very few steps. He was really breathless.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and began to think that if he had been tattooed for a long enough time, he might have passed a few more levels.

The strength of their academic masters is that they can quickly concentrate their attention no matter what they do, and even if it is a mentally retarded game, they can still be seriously involved. The efficiency of using brain and time are not comparable to Gu Fei's half-baked slags.

Jiang Cheng passed this pass with six hearts, and then continued to rush to two levels. He was still two levels away from Li Yan. He was about to move his neck, which was a little sore, but the pseudo-dentist machine in Boss Lu's hand stopped.

"It's OK," said Boss Lu, "Look at the effect, it's still swollen now, and it's different after the swelling is reduced."

"Let me see!" Jiang Cheng immediately jumped up and leaned over on the edge of the bed.

This is his tooth mark, this is the mark he left on Gu Fei. It is indeed worth it after so long waiting.

Gu Fei's collarbone and shoulder were a little red and swollen, but it could still be seen that the black tooth marks on it were very beautiful. Of course, this also has a lot to do with the neat and elegant appearance of his teeth.

In short, this tooth mark is much more beautiful than Jiang Cheng imagined. He took the mirror and Gu Fei and looked at it: "I think it's good, what do you think?"

"Your teeth are so neat." Gu Fei smiled in the mirror.

"Nonsense, I not only have neat teeth, but also my whole body is neat." Jiang Cheng said.

Boss Lu needed to rest for half an hour, so Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei walked downstairs, found a small coffee shop, so they asked for some food and sat down.

"Let's open the collar and let me see." Jiang Cheng stared at Gu Fei's shoulder.

"Didn't you just see it?" Gu Fei pulled his collar away, "You can only see the effect after two days of swelling."

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"It's hot," Gu Fei frowned, "I kept holding it over and didn't say it. It hurts so much. I thought it wouldn't hurt after the poke is numb, but it turned out to be jumping in pain."

"Fuck," Jiang Cheng told him to say something, and he was a little nervous. Gu Fei is a person who can endure pain. If he changes himself, I don't know what the situation will be. "Did he just say that there is fat on his legs so it doesn't hurt that much?"

"Well," Gu Fei looked at him, "If you are afraid of the pain, I will see that his house has tattoo stickers. It is very beautiful, much higher-quality than the kind you bought for a few dollars, and can be customized."

"What the hell do you mean?" Jiang Cheng interrupted him.

Gu Fei really wanted to seriously discuss with Jiang Cheng about who was contagious. Before he met Jiang Cheng, he would not have said the wrong words again and again, especially the content that had been thought about.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?" Gu Fei could only smooth things over for himself.

"People say that places with fat don't hurt that much," Jiang Cheng looked at him, "And whether I'm afraid of the pain or not is it different from whether I can endure the pain. OK? I haven't tried it or not."

"What should I do if I find it hurts after trying it? Will I get a half-tip mark?" Gu Fei said with a smile, "Or it would be changed to getting on my butt, and the fat will be thicker."

"No," Jiang Cheng tsk, "it must be the root of his thigh."

"Why?" Gu Fei thought for a while, "It really doesn't look like a top student."

"Is it porn?" Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "I am also a top student when I am lustful."

Gu Fei smiled and didn't say anything. Jiang Cheng was a little bit particularly good. His attention could easily be diverted. He was a sensitive and delicate person, but when he was too ambitious, he could hold several seeds.

"I'll tell you," Jiang Cheng picked up a piece of cake and ate it slowly, "Why did I have to put the tooth marks there?"

"Well, why?" Gu Fei asked.

"If I get it there, I will take a look when I fucked myself, oh, my boyfriend's tooth marks," Jiang Cheng smiled, "It's like you give me a mouth."

"Fuck me." Gu Fei looked at him for a long time without saying anything.

"How is it?" Jiang Cheng continued to look at him with a smile.

"No," Gu Fei laughed, "You really want me to call you, I'll arrive right away, or you come here directly to find me."

"Get out," Jiang Cheng glared at him, "You've gotten along and you're climbing quite fast."

"I'm serious." Gu Fei added another sentence.

"Do you want to fight?" Jiang Cheng took a hard bite of the cake.
To be continued...