"Just take it as a birthday gift I gave you in advance this year." Mu Yuan said, "if you don't take it, I'll be very sad."

"Oh..."

I've never been sad because I can't send out a car or a suite.

Seeing that there was a play, Mu yuan was not in a hurry to force him.

When they arrived at a private club, a Brazilian girl tattooed them. Her skin was honey tanned and she drew heavy makeup. Her messy but stylized hair lined her facial features deeply, which was very beautiful. She enthusiastically and vividly introduced them to all kinds of tattoos. Mu yuan simply opened his own world.

Tattoos have so many shapes to choose from.

Various colors can be selected.

Jack asked, "what kind do you want?"

"Name?"

"The name can also be used for modeling." The Brazilian girl happily introduced him. Mu yuan was thinking about whether to let Jack tattoo his English name, but he didn't feel good. He wanted to tattoo his Chinese name. Mu yuan was tattooed on the inside of his thigh. It was great to think about it, but he couldn't take such a risk. In case someone really saw the inside of his thigh one day.

In such a private place, Jack's character and ability have little chance to be seen, but just in case.

"How about Xiaoyuan?" Jack asked.

Mu yuan's eyes lit up. Xiaoyuan was good. Xiaoyuan was good. The Brazilian girl also saw that it was a Chinese name. She also made them a fancy character, which looked very beautiful.

Mu yuan chose Jack's name, Jack. Very simple, Mu yuan also let the little girl quietly add a little love, especially the boy heart, the Brazilian girl oh, at a glance.

This is a pair.

When they came in, they felt like a couple, and now they have confirmed it.

"Choose a color."

The styling design passed, and there is a little love in the middle of the name. The Brazilian girl said, "in fact, I suggest you have both names tattooed with a love in the middle, which can be abbreviated with your own letters."

"No, that's it." Jack refused her offer. He tattooed Mu yuan's name. Mu yuan tattooed Jack's name. Mu yuan glanced at all the colors and wanted to choose coquettish red.

Jack rejected, "black."

"Red."

"Black!" Jack used his killer mace, "no more tattoos."

"Then black."

The Brazilian girl was happy to see the little couple bickering, "selected, where is the tattoo?"

Jack, "..."

Mu yuan had no psychological barrier at all, "inner thigh!"

The little Brazilian girl was not surprised at all, and looked knowledgeable. "OK, then take off your pants and come one by one. Who will come first?"

"He!" Mu Yuan pointed to Jack and told him to come first.

Jack changed his special shorts. For the first time, he had to lie down, raise his legs and let the little girl tattoo his inner thighs. It was a shame to think about it.

Mu yuan's eyes are bright. Jack takes a deep breath. Forget it, it's only half an hour. Bear it!

He chose black without coloring, and the tattoo is not complicated to look at, so it won't waste time. When the Brazilian girl saw this handsome boy, she endured humiliation. "The burden of idols is not so heavy. In fact, it doesn't matter. Just treat me as a doctor."

Posture is not important!

Mu yuan also coaxed aside, "that's right, don't carry too much burden on idols."

Jack is in good shape, with muscles in his thighs, strong and fit. The Brazilian girl chose a place, which is really close to the root. Mu yuan is lying between his waist and abdomen. There is a good smell on Jack's shirt, which is familiar to Mu yuan. This smell is all over his quilt, hair and skin. For a period of honeymoon, he seems to have been poisoned and takes a sip on him every day.

"You can go in a little more." Mu Yuan said, stretching out his hand and nodding. His head crossed his stride, and his chin almost reached the unspeakable place. Jack grabbed his arm and pulled him over, "come here!"

"Let me see."

"Don't look, stay away from me!" Jack was black faced and tugged at his arm. Mu yuan was so embarrassed just now that he wore a pair of shorts.

"Then why should I stay away from you when you drag me?"

"Why don't you go out."

"Your idol burden is too heavy." Mu Yuan said earnestly, "to be a man, you should leave the burden behind and be more comfortable."

The little girl's needle had begun to stab Jack's skin. After all, it was a delicate place. His skin shrunk slightly. Mu yuan asked, "does it hurt?"

"You talk too much."

Mu yuan saw that he pulled down his shirt intentionally or unintentionally to block his penis. He remembered his posture just now, and his face suddenly warmed up. Then he understood why Jack asked him to stay away.

Mu yuan, "..."