Tattoo shop owner & rich second generation nobleman (4)

Jiang Ye replied, "Don't worry, just go ahead, I'm mentally prepared."

He had heard that tattoos would be painful.

Even if someone compared this pain to hell on earth, Jiang Ye would not be afraid.

No matter how painful it is, can a small hole be hurt as much as being poked by such a thick thing?

He can endure that kind of pain, so why would he be afraid of a small tattoo?

Jiang Ye had a tragic expression that said, "Come on, just make me feel pain."

Chi Yan started cutting the lines for Jiang Ye with a cutting machine. A picture of daisies had been transferred to Jiang Ye's buttocks with transfer oil. Now he only needed to go through the outline and overall lines of the picture.

Cutting the lines is the most painful step in the tattoo process.

The silver needle pressed against Jiang Ye's buttocks without hesitation.

Jiang Ye felt a chill on his back and got goosebumps, but he still smiled and said without any psychological burden, "Ha, it doesn't hurt at all..."

The wire cutting machine in Chi Yan's hand moved slowly.

In less than half a minute, Jiang Ye's expression twisted into a knot, some cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he grabbed the bed under him tightly.

I asked in embarrassment, "How long will it take?"

How does he think...

It's not as easy as I imagined.

Chi Yan raised his head and looked at Jiang Ye, just in time to see Jiang Ye's clear and stubborn eyes when he turned his head, and his lips that he had bitten until they were rosy red.

The red is like petals.

For some reason, Chi Yan felt a little flustered.

Chi Yan retracted his gaze and replied calmly, "About an hour."

Jiang Ye looked like he was constipated.

Shit, one hour...

He felt as if his buttocks were being cut open bit by bit by a thick scalpel, and it was burning with pain. Although the pain was not unbearable, it was still quite uncomfortable.

It's okay to endure it for a while, but if it goes on like this for an hour...

"What? Does it hurt?" Chi Yan asked, staring at the white, tender and soft buttocks under his hands. He no longer felt uncomfortable as before.

Jiang Ye didn't dare to admit it. After all, he was just pretending to be cool. Wasn't it a joke that he revealed his true nature so quickly?

Master Jiang was just about to say that it didn't hurt when he suddenly felt a more severe pain from behind.

This was a slight mistake that Chi Yan deliberately made, as he used a little too much force.

“Ah…it hurts…”

Jiang Ye's slender and beautiful fingers grasped the bed sheet, his eyelashes trembling. He shouldn't have been so hypocritical, but in front of this person, it seemed that any pain would be deepened and aggravated.

Instinctive habit.

I always reveal my hypocritical side in front of this person.

After all, love has a sour smell.

Chi Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and a dark light flashed across them. He couldn't tell why, but the sight of Jiang Ye lying on the small bed with his white butt exposed and humming "Ah, it hurts" made him feel anxious.

Although he himself didn't know what he was anxious about.

Chi Yan said coldly, "Don't be so startled..."

Jiang Ye asked without difficulty, "Why did you suddenly become stronger just now?" Did you do it on purpose?

Without blushing or panting, Chi Yan replied, "Do you think your butt is flat and the flesh on it is the same thickness? Do you have to use the same amount of force?"

When Jiang Ye heard Chi Yan say this, he fell silent.

Another half minute passed.

Chi Yan felt that he had no tattoos at all, and Jiang Ye started to get startled and whimper again.

"It hurts... it's uncomfortable..."

"Could you be gentler?"

I don't know if Jiang Ye did it intentionally or not, but the humming sound was dragged out a little, and the ending sound was like a small hook, or to be more precise, more like a feather, which made people feel itchy.

If you don't know, you might think Jiang Ye was calling out "Haru".

Chi Yan's eyes turned cold, "Be honest, do you think this tattoo shop is a nightclub or a hotel?"

Jiang Ye smiled like a fox in his heart. Now it is a tattoo shop. When he becomes a boss, this tattoo shop can also be used as a hotel.

Maybe this small bed will be used for something else next time...

[Host, your idea is really outrageous. ]

Chi Yan continued for a while, but before making any substantial progress, the person on the bed suddenly turned over.

Chi Yan didn't even have time to press the button.

Jiang Ye rolled and crawled off the bed.

"No more tattoos, I won't get tattoos anymore..."

I thought tattooing was fun at first, but now that I've taken off my pants and laid on the bed, after experiencing it for a while, I find it boring!

Suddenly I don't want to get a tattoo anymore.

Chi Yan frowned and was about to criticize Jiang Ye for being coquettish and uncooperative, but he stopped short and changed his tone to ask,

"Does the two hundred thousand still count?"

Jiang Ye's expression after escaping death was like he had escaped into some remote wilderness again. His face turned red and white, which was beautiful and exciting.

This guy is only interested in money.

I have seen his half-naked body, but you are still only interested in money? ? !

His thong wasn't seductive enough? Didn't Chi Yan have any bad intentions?

Jiang Ye pursed his lips and said, "Let's do the math. It's only two hundred thousand. Look at you, you're so greedy for money..."

Chi Yan was amused by Jiang's expression of being crazy but still trying to be strong. He rarely curled the corners of his lips and actually forced a smile.

"I'm almost getting stye, and only money can make up for it."

Jiang Ye was putting on his pants while complaining in his heart, isn't it him who got hurt? How dare Chi Yan talk to him as if he got hurt?

He is obviously the worst one.

The butt is also shown to others.

Also attached his own hypocritical. Panting.

In the end, you still have to give others 200,000 yuan.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like I've been taken advantage of.

What a tragedy this is!

"I've given you $200,000, but you still owe me a tattoo! I'll always be your customer until I get the tattoo done."

Jiang Ye finally found something to say. He followed this line of thought to fight for his own interests and spoke to Chi Yan righteously.

"Be nice to your guests."

"So next time I come to your place, you have to serve me well every time. Until the service is over."

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "You mean you're going to continue tattooing there in the future?"

Does he have to face Jiang Ye’s...buttocks again?

Thinking about it, I still feel a little unhappy.

Jiang Ye felt even more unhappy, as if he was being paid for it. He curled his lips and said, "It depends on my mood. I can tattoo wherever I want. Anyway, customers are God, and you have to listen to me."

After saying that, Jiang Ye put on his pants and left the tattoo shop without looking back.

Four words were revealed from that back view: I am so miserable!

…

After Qiao Beicheng returned to the store, he found that something was wrong with his boss.

Logically, Chi Yan should have criticized him harshly, but unexpectedly, Chi Yan not only did not criticize him, he didn't even say a word to him.

What's even more bizarre is that if you peek at Chi Yan, you'll find that the corners of his lips will unconsciously curl up slightly.

He was actually laughing!!

His boss is obviously Bao Zheng! He always has a gloomy face!

Even if he doesn't have a sullen face, he still looks lazy, distant and frivolous, as if he never takes anyone seriously.

It definitely won’t be this expression!

"Boss Chi, are you...are you in love? You look so happy..."

When Chi Yan heard Qiao Beicheng's voice, he was in a good mood and didn't show a cold face. He raised his voice and said,

"What's the point of falling in love? Wouldn't you be happy if I gave you 200,000 yuan?"

I don’t know whether he is happy about the $200,000 or for something else.

Qiao Beicheng was so shocked that he was speechless. When he came to his senses, he said with great confidence, "Boss, if someone gave me 200,000, I would be very happy..."

"My mouth is so wide from laughing that the corners of my mouth are split into two parts."

After joking, Qiao Beicheng asked tentatively, "Boss, is what you said true or false? Did someone really give you 200,000?"

Chi Yan knew that Qiao Beicheng was always a person who wanted to get to the bottom of things. If he said a little more, Qiao Beicheng would probably know about the part of his body that Jiang Ye wanted to tattoo on him.

Getting a tattoo on your buttocks should be a private matter.

In order to protect Jiang Ye's thoughts, Chi Yan didn't say anything more to Qiao Beicheng.

However, after chatting for a few words, Chi Yan pretended to ask casually, "I want to ask you something, can you help me analyze it?"

Qiao Beicheng nodded, "Boss, you ask."

Chi Yan slowly lit a cigarette. While smoking, he asked carefully,

"A friend of mine wants to get a tattoo on his butt. Do you think he is a top or a bottom?"

“…”

Qiao Beicheng blinked, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Um, boss..."

"The friend you are talking about...is it you?"

Does this belong to the series of creating something out of nothing?

Is Chi Yan asking this because he is embarrassed to tell him directly?

When Qiao Beicheng was doubting this, Chi Yan hit him on the head without hesitation. Qiao Beicheng frowned heavily.

"Do you think I'm the kind of psychopath who would want to get a tattoo on my butt? Do you really dare to think about it?"

Qiao Beicheng smiled awkwardly, thinking that his boss would not be such a person. He thought seriously for a while and made an objective assessment.

"Then your friend is most likely a bottom, or 0.5. A pure top with a tattooed butt that's been fed up? Only a bottom would think about decorating that part of his body..."

"And I think this kind of suffering should still be considered as suffering?"

Chi Yan's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

It's quite sexy...

That cry...

He coughed lightly and asked calmly, "Then it can't be a sexual attack?"

Qiao Beicheng: Forgive my ignorance, but I don’t think I have ever heard of the existence of sarcastic remarks.

After knowing that Jiang Ye was most likely actually victimized, for some reason, Chi Yan's attitude towards Jiang Ye changed slightly.

I always feel that it is not as natural as before.

But he couldn't tell exactly what was unnatural.

When Chi Yan was silent, Qiao Beicheng asked suspiciously,

"Boss Chi, do you like your friend or something...otherwise why would you care about his top and bottom?"

Chi Yan was stunned for a moment, as if some acupoint had been pressed.

Immediately, Chi Yan glanced at Qiao Beicheng as if he were a fool, "Are you a fool? Is this what I call caring?"

"Isn't this just curiosity? How can this be called concern?"

Qiao Beicheng said nothing.

What he didn't dare tell Chi Yan was that gays all have radars.

In the past, he always thought Chi Yan was a straight man and never felt that there was anything wrong with Chi Yan.

But this time, he felt that his radar...

It seems that I received Chi Yan's signal...

Boss, is he going to bend?