"......" As their eyes met, Su Fanxing was very sure that she had never seen this person before.
But Wenyue Bay has one apartment per floor, and since he appeared on this floor, it was obvious that he was not here to look for someone else.
She was a little puzzled. She turned her head to look at Zhou Moshi beside her. His peach blossom eyes sparkled, and he looked very delicious and charming. For Zhou Moshi now, it was no different from a blatant seduction.
The man resisted the urge to hold the back of her head and give her a deep kiss, and his Adam's apple moved.
When he spoke, his voice was horribly low and hoarse: "I found this, the tattoo artist."
"Ah?" Su Fanxing's lips parted in surprise, her eyebrows raised. After a long pause, she finally thought of something, and her pupils suddenly contracted. "Are you the one who wants a tattoo?"
Zhou Moshi couldn't help laughing secretly at her reaction, and his fingers that were pinching the ends of her hair twisted unconsciously.
"Can't I get a tattoo?"
"That's not what I meant..." Su Fanxing could more or less sense what he wanted to do, but she was a little bit unconvinced.
After all, this kind of thing...is a mark that will follow you for the rest of your life.
Even though she and Xu Jinyan had a passionate relationship in the past few years, it was only a brief encounter and she had a faint tattoo of the letters on her waist where no one could see.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy for her to cover it up with a rose tattoo.
She couldn't believe that Zhou Moshi would really be willing to do this... After all, it had only been less than half a year since they met.
Thinking of this, Su Fanxing tugged at the corner of his clothes, pursed her lips slightly, and whispered in his ear: "Zhou Moshi... tattoos are very painful, do you want to... reconsider it?"
Zhou Moshi looked away as if he couldn't hear her.
He just mouthed to the private tattoo artist, "Go to the study at the door and wait for me." He put his arm around Su Fanxing's waist and lifted her up upright with almost no effort.
The other hand skillfully opened the fingerprint lock of the door.
Su Fanxing didn't expect him to use this trick. She didn't even have the chance to react or struggle before he carried her into the house and placed her on the sofa next to Aunt Xu.
No matter how shameless she was, she would not be embarrassed to play around in front of her elders.
But when he looked at Zhou Moshi, his eyes were filled with a hint of anger.
"......" She glared at Zhou Moshi fiercely.
As if he didn't see her dissatisfied look, Zhou Moshi reached out and ruffled her hair, whispering in her ear, "You talk to Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu first, I'll come find you later."
Su Fanxing knew that this man was determined to die and could not be persuaded.
If you talk too much, this person might turn the tables and think that you are still brooding over something that happened in the past and get angry with you.
She was just a little frightened.
I was afraid that I couldn't respond in kind to his overly strong and illusory sincerity.
Uncle Xu didn't dare to call her until Zhou Moshi left, "Fanxing, you haven't been to the store for a while. How come you have lost so much weight?"
Su Fanxing finally managed to regain her scattered attention: "I have work recently... You know, I have been losing weight."
"Isn't this nonsense?! You..." Uncle Xu wanted to ramble on and give some instructions.
Just when she was halfway through her words, her hand was grabbed by Mrs. Xu and pulled aside.
"Fanxing, ignore your Uncle Xu's nonsense and come and talk to Mrs. Xu. Has anyone been bullying you outside recently?"
Su Fanxing hadn't heard her nagging for a long time. Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.
Yes, there are still many people in this world who love her.
Aunt Xu didn't bother to be polite with her. They reminisced about the past for a long time before Su Fanxing realized that too much time had passed.
She secretly opened her phone and took a look. More than half an hour had passed.
This man has a tattoo on his arm in the house?
"Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu, please wait here for a while. I'll go see what Zhou Moshi is doing." Su Fanxing finally couldn't help it. She stood up in her slippers and prepared to walk towards the study.
Aunt Xu said hello repeatedly, and did not forget to remind: "Aunt Xu will make you longevity noodles now, just in time for you and Mr. Zhou to have some later."
Su Fanxing forced out an absentminded smile: "Okay."
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To her surprise, when she opened the study door, the tattoo artist had already left.
The lights in the study were off, so dim that one couldn't see the scene inside.
The only source of light was the thin sunlight that slowly streamed in through the window covered with white gauze.
At the same time, the silhouette standing against the light at the window attracted all her attention.
Zhou Moshi had one hand in his pocket and was on the phone.
When he keenly noticed the knock on the door, he hung up and turned around lazily.
Seeing that it was Su Fanxing, he walked over and turned on the desk lamp.
The light is not too glaring, but it allows people to clearly see what is happening inside the house.
Su Fanxing slowly approached the man standing there, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Zhou Moshi was leaning against the table, his hair and clothes slightly messy, his shirt sleeves pulled high up at his elbows, looking smart and capable.
But in contrast to this, the fourth button of his black shirt was undone, and the wide-open collar was loose, as if it would fall down if he moved even slightly, revealing his bruised and hard abdominal muscles.
Su Fanxing suddenly felt dryness in her throat and even swallowing became difficult.
She knew better than anyone what was hidden under the fabric.
It is an imperfect work of art that is full of imperfections but more beautiful than any treasure.
If...she was not mistaken.
Now, on this work of art, her unique mark was clearly imprinted—
On the cold white collarbone, the three big black characters "Su Fanxing" looked like a signature on a white paper.
In fact, this is indeed her handwriting.
When making their debut, designing their own artistic signature is a compulsory course for every star.
She didn't even remember when Zhou Moshi saw her signature.
But what appeared before my eyes were indeed those three words.
When he found out that she had seen it, Zhou Moshi didn't hide it and pulled his collar down again.
As if afraid that she couldn't see clearly, his footsteps gradually approached her.
Step by step.
So close that he cornered her.
It was so close that Su Fanxing's eyes were filled with her name written on the collarbone of this showy man.
"How could you be so stupid... You can't get rid of this tattoo for the rest of your life."
As she finished speaking, she was shocked to realize that her voice had taken on an inexplicable tone of tears.
A tear, without her knowing when, flowed down from the corner of her eye to the tip of her chin.
Zhou Moshi originally wanted to ask her for a kiss, but who would have thought that he would make her cry? He couldn't help but feel angry and amused.
The hot fingertips wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes in a slightly panicked manner.
"Why are you crying? You're not the one who's in pain."
"Big fool Zhou Moshi!" Su Fanxing felt indescribably heartbroken.
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