After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

In a few days, the tattoo equipment Song Rao bought arrived.

There are not many classes in the school. He only needs to take classes three days a week. The rest of the time he spends the rest of the time studying the tattoo equipment. He even went to a tattoo artist to learn.

This day, when Jiang Yi came back from get off work, he was dragged into the study by him.

Song Rao said to her as he unbuttoned his shirt, "Would you like to try it first? Tattoo your name on my heart."

Jiang Yi glanced at the ink pen used for the tattoo. The front end was very sharp. As long as she used a little force, she could kill a person.

"I haven't learned it yet." Jiang Yi rejected him, "It will hurt you."

"It doesn't matter."

Song Rao took off her shirt. She had a good figure and clear texture. There were several red marks on the skin on the back of her shoulders. Jiang Yi accidentally grabbed it, and she couldn't help blushing when she saw it.

"Change the place, the same place as my tattoo."

Her eyes were drooping, her eyelashes were long, and she dared not look at him.

Song Rao thought about it and thought it was okay.

Seeing Jiang Yi's expression a little unnatural, Song Rao hooked his lips and deliberately teased her, "Then take off my belt, your tattoo is under the waist, is it better to take off your pants? "

"..."

His gaze was very aggressive, which made Jiang Yi think that he would get up in the next second and press her on the bed to do something indecent, so she held the ink pen for the tattoo and did not move for a long time.

Song Rao dragged her into his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'll hold back, and I'll mess with you after the tattoo."

"...That was not what I meant."

"That's what I meant."

Song Rao lowered his head and bit her earlobe, Jiang Yi's body trembled slightly, and turned to cover his eyes with his hands, "Don't stare at me, I will be distracted."

"Okay, take my tie and cover my eyes."

Jiang Yi stood up and went to the bedroom to get his tie.

For a moment, Jiang Yi covered Song Rao's eyes with a tie.

Although she has never learned tattooing, she has watched the instructional video with Song Rao, so she knows how to use this instrument.

A hand with a knife and a gun will only be more stable than a tattoo artist. Even if Jiang Yi is tattooing someone for the first time, he still writes his name fluently.

"All right."

"so fast?"

Song Rao tore off the tie on his eyes, and then looked at his waistline. She had a good tattoo, as if she had signed her name on his body.

"Baby is amazing."

He couldn't help but hug her and kiss her.

When it was his turn to help Jiang Yi tattoo, the cold white and slender fingers skillfully took off her skirt.

Seeing the original string of tattoos, his eyes were slightly darker, and his voice was a little hoarse, "What does M09 mean? Who made this tattoo for you?"

He was still sitting on the bed, Jiang Yi was sitting in his arms, his cold phoenix eyes were fixedly looking at her, dark tides surging in the bottom of his eyes, revealing a dangerous atmosphere.

At first he didn't dare to ask, but after Jiang Yi coaxed him for several days, Song Rao finally gained some confidence in himself. He even thought that it doesn't matter if Jiang Yi liked others before, he can only like him now and in the future.

"This is a number." Jiang Yi said truthfully, "In the past, when I worked for others, everyone had a number, and Wen Xuan also had this number on his body."

"What work?"

"Murder and set fire, do everything."

Song Rao was slightly startled, but he didn't expect such an answer.

He had long known that Jiang Yi was not simple, but he didn't ask anyone to investigate, so he was relieved at this time and did not continue to ask.

"Don't kill people and set fires in the future, it's too dangerous."

Song Rao pondered for a moment, "If there is really something that is not pleasing to the eye, let me go."

Jiang Yi smiled, he didn't want her to take risks, how could she let him go.

"Wash it off, this number has passed."

When getting the tattoo, Song Rao thought of Mu Fanzhou. He wanted to ask a thorough question today, so he asked again, "What is your relationship with that Mu Fanzhou?"

"boss."

"Is he your boss?"

"Ok."

"How long have you been helping him?"

"Four years."

"..."

Song Rao paused with his hand holding the ink pen, then suddenly threw the ink pen aside and pressed Jiang Yi on the bed to kiss her.

She looked at him suspiciously, "Are you tattooed?"

"No, I can't stand it anymore."

"..."

Song Rao reached out and opened the drawer of the bedside table. It was full of family planning supplies bought by Jiang Yi. This time, it was estimated that it would take a long time to use up. bag.