"You are a person who watched your sister get raped and forced into the hospital and knows that she committed suicide and is indifferent, are you?"

"She sold her life for you for three million, bullied and humiliated by the king's people. She was blocked in the parking lot last time and almost killed half of her life. What about you? She deserves it."

"You are also a personal one?"

An Shan was very dissatisfied, but he couldn't find anything to refute Huo Zhao. After a long time, he shouted: "I'm younger than her, so it's natural for her to protect me."

"Indeed, you are all small except courage."

"you……"

After saying this, Huo Zhao put on his hat and fished in the sea, and no longer paid attention to An Shan.

An Shan was so angry that his chest was undulating, but he couldn't break free from the hemp rope, and he was even more unlikely to escape from this sea because he was really afraid of water.

Before Shi Lan left the door, she called Huo Zhao and asked about the little bastard's situation at the sea.

Huo Zhao put down the boom, then called and said, "I'm basking in the sun, but he seems very dissatisfied."

"You try hanging upside down? Or, tie your hands and feet, throw them into the sea, and then have a motorcycle racing at sea?"

"I'll make arrangements in the afternoon."

High spirits?

It doesn’t matter, it’s fifteen days of life at sea, slowly grinding.

...

After Shi Lan went out, she went to meet Sun Ling because she asked Sun Ling to find a reliable tattoo shop.

When Sun Ling saw Shi Lan riding a motorcycle, he was so handsome that he couldn't do it himself: "Big Boss, this is too handsome."

"Lend it to you to ride?"

"I don't have this aura." Sun Ling waved his hand to refuse.

Shi Lan parked the car and went to the tattoo shop with Sun Ling.

"Big Boss, I've found out that this store has the best reputation in Yancheng. It has received many celebrities and foreign celebrities come here. It has the best technical and sanitary conditions."

Look at the decoration, the exotic style of Southeast Asia is clean and tidy.

"That's the boss." Sun Ling said, pointing to the man lying on the front desk.

The boss is a man in his early thirties, with long braids and looks very personal.

"I heard you want to cover the scars on your wrist?" The boss looked up and looked at Shi Lan, obviously knowing what she wanted. "Have you brought the picture yourself?"

Shi Lan gave him the drawings.

After seeing it, the boss smiled meaningfully: "A few days ago, a remarkable man also came, which is similar to your nine-layer pattern."

"Yes." Shi Lan nodded, "You have good skills."

"By time, it should be scabbed."

"Yeah, I'm all taken off."

"Don't worry, I won't talk about your relationship. We also have professional ethics." said the owner of the tattoo shop.

Unexpectedly, Shi Lan replied to his three words: "It doesn't matter."

The boss looked at Shi Lan again and felt that this girl was really fearless. How could she have a rich Asian male tattooed her without a personality?

Shi Lan did not want to be black, but chose red. Because the pattern was not big, it didn't take much time, and it only took forty minutes.

She can now understand what it feels like to engrave names in each other's bodies. It is an indescribable sense of belonging, as if with this mark, you can clearly know who you belong to.

After the tattoo was completed, Shi Lan's wrist was covered with a layer of film. The boss asked a few more precautions: "I hope to see you next time, not to wash this tattoo."

"I never look back if I do anything, even if it's wrong."

The boss smiled, which was considered a blessing.

Sun Ling raised Shi Lan's wrist, looked for a while, and suddenly said, "Big Boss, are you tattooed on your body?"

"Dr. Sun can't react too?"

"Where are you tattooed? Will you have a chance to see it?"

"Don't think about it." Shi Lan coldly threw two words.
Chapter completed!