Chapter 17 Are you sure that she is a decent girl?
No one knew what Rong Shuyan was busy with, and his reply to messages was not very timely.
About two minutes later, Jiang Wanxing saw his reply.
[R.: Okay, let me know when you arrive and I'll have someone pick you up at the door.]
[JK Loli Miaojiang: Okay! Wait for me~]
After Jiang Wanxing went downstairs, he rode away on his motorcycle.
And on the other side, smoky color.
Xiao Ke looked at the exquisite handcuffs placed on the black satin and couldn't help but be dazed.
"Boss Rong, I feel...I feel like Miss Jiang seems to have ulterior motives."
Rong Shuyan, who was wondering what he was thinking at the moment, thought for a moment and then said:
"She's just a teenage girl. Maybe she has a cheerful personality."
Although Rong Shuyan always felt a strong sense of disharmony when communicating with Jiang Wanxing.
But when he thought about the other person's age and appearance, he felt that he had dirty thoughts.
Maybe the little girl just thought it was fun.
"Cheerful personality?" Xiao Ke: "...Are you sure she's a serious girl?"
What decent little girl would do something like this?
and……
Is that little girl really eighteen?
"Boss Rong, I think we can't look at a little... little girl like this with ordinary eyes. She asked you to make something like this for her. It's obvious that she has other intentions."
Rong Shuyan frowned slightly, obviously not thinking anything of it.
In his understanding, he was a man older than the other party, and the problem that Xiao Ke mentioned did not exist at all.
Soon, a message came from Jiang Wanxing.
[JK Loli Meow: I’m here]
Rong Shuyan glanced at the message on his phone and said to Xiao Ke, "The person has arrived. Go down and meet him."
Xiao Ke: “…”
For some reason, when Xiao Ke thought of Jiang Wanxing, the image of a rich male model who worked in nightclubs always emerged in his mind.
When Xiao Ke arrived at the door, he saw Jiang Wanxing sitting next to the motorcycle.
The little girl has a delicate face. The middle part of her face has a mixed-race look, but her cheeks are a little chubby, making her look very childish.
So, Xiao Ke immediately gave up the idea in his mind.
"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Mr. Rong is waiting for you upstairs."
"OK."
Jiang Wanxing nodded naturally and asked suddenly.
"By the way, how old is Rong Shuyan?"
Xiao Ke: “?”
How big?!
Jiang Wanxing glanced at him and said, "I mean age."
Xiao Ke looked into Jiang Wanxing's big, round eyes and couldn't help but curse himself in his heart for his dirty thoughts.
"Twenty-two years old." Xiao Ke said seriously.
"So young?" Jiang Wanxing squinted his eyes and said slowly, "I can't believe you're so successful at such a young age."
"Not as young as Miss Jiang."
"Hahahahahaha you have quite a sense of humor."
"Excuse me."
After Jiang Wanxing entered the box, he saw Rong Shuyan sitting at the table at a glance, and then he noticed the exquisite handcuffs on the table.
Rong Shuyan also raised his eyes and glanced at her.
"Please take a seat, Miss Jiang."
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ke pulled out a chair opposite Rong Shuyan for Jiang Wanxing.
But Jiang Wanxing walked straight over and sat on the table.
He didn't even glance at the handcuffs on the table.
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
While speaking, Jiang Wanxing's eyes were fixed on Rong Shuyan's face.
He actually didn't look too aggressive, with long eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. The outline of his eyes was very soft, but his face had clear lines.
How should I put it...
Jiang Wanxing couldn't help but think in his heart that this person is really suitable to play the white-robed immortal in the TV series.
But the immortal came down to earth, wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone, and his neck was so slender that people couldn't help but look down along his collar.
Jiang Wanxing has seen many good-looking men.
It was the first time she had met a man who aroused her worldly desires.
Thinking of this, she stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips.
Rong Shuyan met Jiang Wanxing's gaze.
The next second, he took off the black glove on his left hand.
The hand looked like it had stretched out from a comic book, and the detail of each bone was almost perfect.
On the back of his hand, there is a red seven-pointed star tattoo.
Just as Jiang Wanxing was about to take a closer look, the color of the tattoo gradually became lighter, eventually turning white that almost blended with the skin.
"Holy shit! Your tattoo's fading!"
Rong Shuyan shook his head and said, "It's not fading, it's temperature sensitivity."
Hearing this, Jiang Wanxing blinked, obviously still not understanding.
Rong Shuyan explained: "This tattoo will turn red as the temperature rises."
He was wearing gloves just now, so the tattoo was red.
Hearing this, Jiang Wanxing's eyes lit up instantly.
"I want to ask..."
Before Rong Shuyan could finish his words, his hand was grabbed by Jiang Wanxing.
Jiang Wanxing placed her palm on the back of his hand for a while.
Sure enough, the tattoo turned blood red again.
Rong Shuyan: “…”
Jiang Wanxing stared at the tattoo on his hand and said with a hint of excitement, "I have a bold idea..."
"Miss Jiang!"
Xiao Ke couldn't bear to watch Jiang Wanxing making advances towards Rong Shuyan.
"You have a good idea. Don't think about it next time."
Jiang Wanxing rolled his eyes but did not answer. Instead, he looked at Rong Shuyan.
"I say, when we meet, why do you want to bring someone here to watch? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
Rong Shuyan said, "Xiao Ke, please go out first."
Xiao Ke: “…”
Although Xiao Ke felt that this little girl was really not serious.
But Rong Shuyan had already spoken, and no matter how unwilling he was, he could only turn around and leave.
When they were the only two people left in the room, Jiang Wanxing slowly stroked the tattoo on Rong Shuyan's hand with her fingers.
As she moved, the tattoo, which had faded, regained its color.
Rong Shuyan wanted to take his hand back, but he never found the chance.
Jiang Wanxing sat on the table with her legs crossed, looking down at him.
"Is there something wrong with this tattoo?"
"right."
Rong Shuyan said, "I want to know the origin of this tattoo."
"You don't even know where the tattoo came from..."
Jiang Wanxing smiled, and seeing that Rong Shuyan didn't want to explain, she didn't ask any more questions.
Everyone has secrets in this world, and there is no need to delve into them.
"Okay."
Jiang Wanxing smiled and said, "I can help you check if anyone has seen this tattoo, but it's been there for many years, right?"
She felt that this tattoo was most likely done by Rong Shuyan when he was a child, and it looked a little deformed now.
Rong Shuyan nodded.
"Yes, this tattoo was given to me when I was young. I... don't remember it very clearly."
Jiang Wanxing nodded and took out his cell phone.
She first took a photo when the tattoo was white, then warmed it with her palm and took another photo.
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