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Volume 1 Chapter 39 A condition

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    "Bang bang bang¡ª¡ª"

    Mo Yan, who had barely slept all night last night, had just returned to the house and closed his eyes for a while. There was a persistent knock on the door outside the house, and a familiar voice made him pretend to be away.  The trick was directly aborted.

    "If you don't open the door, I will rush in. I know you are inside."

    "Here it comes." Mo Yan had no choice but to put on his clothes, slowly walked over and opened the door.

    Ai Jiao, who was wearing a fiery red leather jacket, looked more and more charming. She poked her head into the room suspiciously, but found nothing wrong, so she waved her hand impatiently, "Come out with me."

    "Sister, I haven't brushed my teeth yet?" Mo Yan pretended to open his mouth, and Ai Jiao quickly took a few steps back, glaring at the former with an angry expression.

    Ai Jiao has a slight mysophobia, which Mo Yan discovered during his contact. It is difficult for a poor person like him to understand such a complex mental illness.

    Strangely, Ai Jiao didn't get angry today. She just frowned and retreated outside the room, "I'll give you three minutes to wash up and deal with chores, if you still want the odds and ends in this room."

    A wisp of green smoke slowly rose from her fingertips.

    Mo Yan didn¡¯t doubt the authenticity of this sentence. The other party had a history of arson, so he didn¡¯t care about complaining. He grabbed a towel and toothbrush and rushed towards the faucet.

    When he came back from washing, he looked at the timer and saw that it was exactly three minutes. He suddenly laughed, seeming to be quite satisfied with his speed.

    Looking at the other person's proud look, Ai Jiao's mouth twitched, and she felt the urge to light a fire, turned around and walked out of the hospital.

    Mo Yan lowered his head and thought for a moment, Ai Jiao was a little abnormal today, and immediately followed her.

    The two of them left the college, walked along the smooth streets, and passed through two lively markets. Mo Yan realized that this road was so familiar.

    Seeing the huge phantom advertisement in the distance, he has been walking for three years. How can he not be familiar with it? Although he was curious about why the other party brought him here, he still did not ask out loud and followed it in silently.

    For a big customer like Ai Jiao, there was no one who didn¡¯t recognize the clerk at the Pattern Stone Shop. Sister Ling immediately greeted her enthusiastically, ¡°May I ask, Miss Ai?¡±

    Ai Jiao, however, was a little impatient and interrupted Sister Ling's polite words, and directly pointed out the purpose of her visit, "Bring over your latest tattoo equipment and take a look."

    Sister Ling was stunned for a moment. She remembered that this big benefactor had just bought one a few days ago, but she quickly responded, "Okay." She turned around and went to the counter to get some of the latest tattoos.  came out and explained the performance characteristics of these tattoos in detail.

    Mo Yan noticed that these tattoos were all high-end products with three holes. If he hadn't been concerned about the occasion, he would have drooled out. The only thing that was a bit annoying was that these tattoos were all for women, so they were obviously not suitable.  use it yourself.

    He secretly glanced at the price tag above and was immediately shocked. The cheapest one cost 300,000 francs. How many pieces of patterned stone would he have to sell?

    Not to mention that Mo Yan was crying secretly while watching from the side. Ai Jiao was also in a low mood when looking at these tattoos. She was obviously dissatisfied. Her eyes wandered over the tattoos for a long time, and unexpectedly asked to the side:  "Which one do you think looks good?"

    Mo Yan wiped his saliva and said with disdain: "Either the color of these models is too bright, or they are as delicate as toys, and the appearance is not domineering at all. Also, if you can't eat the grapes, you say the grapes are sour."  , at this time, he had this mentality and tried his best to belittle these tattoos.

    "I've never seen such a shameless person. He obviously said these words without conscience despite his desire." The crowd's eyes were sharp, and they immediately saw Mo Yan's sinister intentions.

    Sister Ling even spontaneously began to wonder what the relationship between the two was, but she did not explain anything out loud.

    Her moving red lips curled up slightly, and a brief smile appeared on Ai Jiao's face. "I think these tattoos are pretty good. Forget it, let's just get this one." Her eyes were on a few.  After searching for a tattoo for a long time, I finally settled on an orange-yellow tattoo.

    Sister Ling looked on and was very puzzled. The one the other party chose was almost the same as the previous one except for a slightly different color. However, her professionalism was not low and she did not ask this presumptuous question. She was sure that the other party had indeed purchased it.  After expressing his wishes, he said: "Do you need packaging?"

    "No need." Ai Jiao replied simply. She immediately took off the tattoo on her arm, put the tattoo stone inside into the new tattoo, and wore it on her arm. She moved her joints, and it seemed that  I'm quite satisfied and I paid happily.

    Then she looked at the tattoo tool she had brought on the table with some regret. After all, one could only be usedOf the tattoo tools, she obviously has no use for that one.

    "What a pity, it's a lady's model, otherwise it would be a good idea to give it to you." Ai Jiao glanced at the man next to her, with a very regretful look on her face.

    Hearing this, Mo Yan's throat made two "rumbling" noises. He turned his face to one side and forced himself to say the words of begging. He didn't believe that such a good thing could happen. It was probably just to make him greedy.

    If she hadn't heard the rumbling sound, Ai Jiao would have really thought that the other person had changed her gender. She was not in a hurry and just talked about some of the advantages of this tattoo in detail, "It uses the latest materials, is light, strong and  The appearance design is reasonable and will not affect the flexibility of the joints. It has three stone slots, which can be put into three stone patterns: attack, airflow and defense at the same time. "

    "Drop-" But the saliva in Mo Yan's mouth finally couldn't help but fall to the ground. Every time the other person mentioned an advantage of this tattoo, his heart became more and more itchy. In the end, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. It was really itchy.  Feeling impatient, he ignored the words on his lips and leaned forward with a shy face, "Just give it to me. Really, I don't mind at all."

    Ai Jiao looked over as if she had discovered a new world, "But it's a lady's shape."

    "As a man, I shouldn't care about it. Although it has some flaws and defects of women, I should use the broad mind of a man to tolerate it and cherish it."

    "Has anyone ever said that the color of this tattoo is too bright, the shape is too cartoony, and it is not domineering enough?"

    Mo Yan suddenly looked serious and said righteously: "Who, who said such irresponsible words, stand up." After saying that, the surroundings fell silent, and then he looked flattering again, "Look, everyone  I think this is nonsense, so let¡¯s talk about the future of this tattoo.¡±

    "You want it?" Ai Jiao said sharply.

    Mo Yan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, barely lifting his paws and wagging his tail.

    "It's not impossible to give it to you, but you have to agree to one condition."

    PS: My head is a little big. I guess I took a long car ride today. Please give me some tickets to cure my motion sickness.

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