There's not so much nonsense. Lou tianqin went up and grabbed Jiang Xiaozai's arm. With a click, Jiang Xiaomi felt like a mule, and her master was stamping her.

After finishing the tattoo, Lou tianqin loosened Jiang Xiaomi and turned to find his mobile phone.

When he saw the little red man representing Jiang Xiaomi returning to the map, Lord Lou's hanging heart suddenly fell to the ground and felt more secure.

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Xiaomi rubbed his arm and leaned in front of the technician: "where's your boss?"

The technician smiled: "young grandma, Guan Gong is really inappropriate."

The lyrics were tattooed last time, which made Lou tianqin afraid to take off his clothes in front of outsiders for three years. If he wanted to really tattoo Guan Gong on a motorcycle this time, would Lou be a man?

Lou tianqin narrowed his eyes and said, "the pattern is OK. In the future, we'd better follow the old rules."

Isn't the old rule just to take a bath?

As soon as Jiang Xiaomi chrysanthemum tightened, he blurted out, "forget it."

It's not terrible to help him take a bath. What's terrible is that the process of taking a bath not only takes effort, but also wastes his waist.

……

Lou tianqin knew that it would not be so easy for Jiang Xiaomi to be unrepentant. The man raised his jaw to the technician: "take the template and let her choose."

Holding the template, the technician ran to Jiang Xiaomi and said, "young grandma, choose one."

Jiang Xiaomi doesn't like anything now.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

Jiang Xiaomi made a wait gesture to the technician.

Song Zhenzhen called.

The due date is up, but song Zhenzhen hasn't heard anything yet. Jiang Xiaomi was going to have breakfast, go around the hospital, and then go to the company.

"What's the matter, song Meier?" When Jiang Xiaomi spoke to song Zhenzhen, his tone was unusually sweet and gentle.

"Xiaomi, please go to my house later."

Jiang Xiaomi was stunned: "did you drop anything?"

Song Zhenzhen's voice was very low: "no, go and help me bring out all the things about Jin Tianyou."

Jiang Xiaomi couldn't help but be happy: "why, I want to ask Jin Tianyou to give you a midwifery?"

"What? I'm afraid Jiatai will throw things around and throw away my collected signatures and posters later."

Wanyan Jiatai's dissatisfaction with Jin Tianyou has long been known, but song Zhenzhen endured it because he was pregnant with a little prince in order not to affect the mood of pregnant women.

However, the prince spoke early in the morning. The day song Zhenzhen gave birth was when Jin Tianyou got out of their house.

Song Zhenzhen thought Wanyan Jiatai was joking at first. How could he argue with several posters.

But in fact, her man's mind is so small.

"Where will you put it when you get it out?"

"Put your house."

"My home?" Jiang Xiaomi's eyes turned several times.

To be honest, she also likes Jin Tianyou. Although she hasn't really contacted him, Jiang Xiaomi occasionally pays attention to his reports.

"Can't you put it in your house?" Song Zhenzhen asked cautiously.

Jiang Xiaomi pretended to be embarrassed: "it's OK to put... But..."

Song Zhenzhen's IQ soared 180 at the moment: "Jiang Xiaomi, do you want to take advantage of the fire?"

"Don't be so ugly. What is looting? It's good for everyone to share. In this way, I'll get it back for you and you can give me some limited edition signatures."

"Jiang Xiaomi, your uncle, I'm like this. Do you still have the heart to exploit?" Song Zhenzhen felt cold for his carelessness in making friends.

"If you don't want to, forget it."

"Hey -" Song Zhenzhen counseled: "don't hang up, I'll give it, I'll give it."

"OK, I'll help you bring your things back in a minute."

"Not now?"

"I'm busy."

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Xiaomi looked at Lou tianqin angrily: "busy tattooing someone."

"Help who? Lou tianqin? He's so nice. What's the tattoo for?"

"For positioning."

Song Zhenzhen suddenly realized that she was very unkind and laughed at the other end of the phone: "last time it was the lyrics, what are you going to tattoo him this time?"

Jiang Xiaomi suddenly had an inspiration: "Hey, what would you tattoo for your Jiatai?"

Song Zhenzhen thought: "of course, tattoo my name!"

In fact, Jiang Xiaomi didn't want to tattoo his name on Lou tianqin.

However, his name is a little... A little out of hand.

Her surname is Jiang, but her surname is Jiang in the household register. If you don't want a last name, just tattoo a first name. At that time, Lou tianqin rolled up his sleeve and revealed the word "Xiaomi". He thought it was too low to burst.

Lou tianqin is not ashamed, but she is.

"You think I don't want to. It's not a bad name." Jiang Xiaozai said helplessly.

Song Zhenzhen thought, "the Chinese name doesn't sound good. You can change your English name. I remember you seem to have an English name."

"Yes, I remember, too."

At the time of college, all the students in the class had English names, including Jiang Xiaomi, but after many years, she forgot her English name.

"Call... Call Jay? Your name seems to be Jay." Song Zhenzhen was very excited.

"What?"

"Jay, that's what you call it. I remember clearly. You say little and simple."

After Song Zhenzhen's reminder, Jiang Xiaomi really remembered: "yes, Jay."

When the technician saw that Jiang Xiaomi had finished the phone call, he immediately came forward with the template: "young grandma, have a look. Which one do you like?"

Jiang Xiaomi seemed to be in a good mood: "do you have letters?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" No matter what Jiang Xiaomi says today, he has everything.

Jiang Xiaomi said, "then spell my English name."

The technician immediately showed a look of disbelief, as if to say, do you also have an English name?

Jiang Xiaomi was seen as very innocent: "why?"

The technician hurriedly said, "what's your English name, young grandma?"

"Jay. The J with the tick, the a of ABCD. The opening letter of yes, Y."

Lou tianqin heard Jiang Xiaomi say she wanted to print her English name. He was inexplicably relieved. Fortunately, it wasn't a mess.

The technician quickly installed the template. He walked up to Lou tianqin with a tattoo gun and said, "Lord Lou, you can start."

Lou tianqin rolled up his sleeve and stretched out his arm.

With a crisp click, it's done.

The technician breathed out a deep breath: "Lord Lou, it has been tattooed."

Lou tianqin gave a sound and stretched out his arm in front of him.

However, after reading it, Lou tianqin was stiff there.

"Lord Lou? Lord Lou?" When the technician saw Lou tianqin staring at his arm motionless, he suddenly had an ominous premonition. Is it wrong?

Lou tianqin was silent for a moment and slowly raised the tattoo on his arm to the technician: "how do you read this?"

The technician almost went crazy when he saw it.

GAY?

Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no! NO! NO!

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