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Chapter 406 The only thing you can’t lose 1

Xia Chuan was moved in his heart, but he smiled and said: "Sister, you are so stupid. I lied to you about what you said in your sleep that day."

Shiyun was stunned for a moment, but then she also smiled. She didn't believe that he was lying to her. She even believed that her younger brother didn't want to be sad about his premature death.

"Okay, then my sister will give you a tattoo and you will feel at ease."

"Well, is the tattoo artist pretty?"

"Don't provoke sister, or I'll tattoo you with four characters."

While the two were chatting and joking, the doorbell rang. Shiyun went out and soon brought in a chubby woman in her thirties, wearing a purple woolen coat and carrying a tool box in her hand.

"This is Master Meng, and this is my lover Xia Chuan." Shiyun introduced simply.

The woman nodded, looking at Xia Chuan's expression like a doctor looking at a corpse on the autopsy table. She sat down and quickly opened the tool box without saying a word, took out a pen and paper and said to Shiyun: "Write down the words you want to tattoo. "

Shiyun finished writing and said: "It must be exactly the same as me."

The woman glanced at the text and looked slightly confused, but without asking anything, she began to disinfect Xia Chuan's lower abdomen.

Just two words, no need to tie the thread at all, just take the needle and prick it.

As soon as the injection was given, Xia Chuan screamed, which startled Shiyun. Does this first injection require pain relief?

"If you can't bear a single needle, what else are you getting a tattoo for?" the tattoo artist asked with a frown.

Xia Chuan cursed secretly, "How can you relieve the pain if I don't call you sister?"

He gasped and asked, "Shouldn't tattoos be anesthetized?"

"There should be no anesthesia. The tattoo is not an injected medicine like the one in the hospital. It is an ointment that is applied directly to the skin. Although it feels much better when applied, it will make the skin harden and even swell, and the pattern will be easily deformed when the tattoo is applied. .

Moreover, due to the effect of the medicine, the skin will recover more slowly, and the color may fade, and the color must be replenished to ruin the perfection.So there is no benefit at all from taking medication.Besides, a tattoo that doesn’t hurt is not called a tattoo, it’s called chicken soup!No more barking! "

Xia Chuan chuckled: "You definitely don't have a boyfriend."

The tattoo artist rolled his eyes at him, "What's the point of having a man?"

Xia Chuan was immediately shocked.

Shiyun felt a little ashamed. It seems that I am not in a good state, so I still need a man.

Only the tattoo artist continued to tattoo, and Xia Chuan did not dare to say anything this time.

Shiyun breathed a sigh of relief. She was embarrassed by the tattoo artist to relieve Xia Chuan's pain. She just hoped that her man could resist and not be embarrassed.

Fortunately, these two words are really simple, and it's all over in half an hour.

The woman didn't waste a second and quickly packed up her tools. Shiyun gave her 1000 yuan. She put them away expressionlessly and left.

Shiyun stroked Xia Chuan's cheek and said, "Sister, please help you relieve the pain."

"Tch, what did you just do?"

Shiyun said slightly embarrassed: "You didn't ask for it just now, how can I be so embarrassed?"

Xia Chuan sighed: "Okay, come up and do it yourself."

Shiyun chuckled: "Just don't scream, it will hurt if you touch the wound."

Xia Chuan had no choice but to try something practical... and it really had a pain-relieving effect.

……

It's daylight, the first day of the first lunar month.

During breakfast, none of the three Zuo Yiyang called Xia Chuan or Shiyun. They all felt that these two people needed to sleep. They were fighting and getting tattoos, and they didn't know how long they would have to sleep.

The phone in Ke Shiyun's room suddenly rang.

Shiyun closed her eyes in a daze and reached out to grab the phone: "Hello."

"Happy New Year, sister Shiyun. I disturbed your sleep." Jiang Yuhua greeted in a sweet voice.

Shiyun immediately cheered up, "Oh, Yuhua, happy New Year. Little brother, Yuhua's phone number."

Xia Chuan took the phone and asked casually: "What's the matter?"

"Senior Brother Liu is in Yanjing, it's inconvenient to ask you."

"Let him come without bringing gifts."

"Is it okay to take Yin Yin?"

"Okay, I almost want to die Yin Yin."

"Don't be kidding, I really told him."

"Let's just say, brother wants her to death." Xia Chuan hung up the phone proudly.

Shiyun was used to Xia Chuan's provocations and said with a smile: "Then you can kiss her."

"That's fine. A kiss will seal the deal. A hug and a touch of buttocks will do."

Shiyun beat him on the chest unceremoniously.

Xia Chuan laughed.

There was a knock on the door, and Zou Fengcui's voice came: "You two, get up and eat when you wake up?"

"Mom, we won't eat. Liu Changsheng and Liu Yinyin will come over later and have lunch together." Shiyun responded.

"Okay, then you can sleep a little longer. I'll call you when I come."

Xia Chuan continued to lie down, and Shiyun said: "I'll get up and help mom with some work. You just lie down and recuperate and don't move."

"No, this is my chance to show off. I want to get up and work." Xia Chuan posed and waited for Shiyun to stop him, but he didn't expect Shiyun to look at him with a smile like this. The two of them suddenly burst out laughing and collapsed into a ball. .

The three people outside suddenly started sweating. None of the three of us were as lively as you two.

Shiyun got dressed and went out.

He quickly brought a basin of warm water in, tore off the gauze from Xia Chuan's wound, gently cleaned it, then pressed it dry with a new towel, and said, "Go to sleep."

Then went out again.

However, Xia Chuan quickly stood up and ran to the full-length mirror to see the effect.

Well, it is indeed the same font as Shiyun.

what!

Xia Chuan's eyes suddenly widened.

I casually glanced at it and thought it was a poem cloud, but when I looked carefully, the word "cloud" was wrong.

It's the word 'jade'.

The tattoo is Shiyu!

Could it be that the tattoo artist made a mistake?The structures of these two words are similar.

He quickly found the piece of paper from the trash can, unfolded it and saw that his sister's handwriting was very clear, and the regular script she used was Shiyu.

Xia Chuan understood that jade is jade.

The emotion in his heart surged like a fountain.

"Sister, I have failed you again in this life and failed to give you my only love."

He understood that Shiyun was not declaring sovereignty, but rectifying Yuhua's name.

She knew that Yuhua and Xia Chuan were inseparable. If she really got the word Shiyun tattooed, it would definitely hurt Yuhua.

But Yuhua wants to inherit all the shares of Xia Chuan. Is there any difference between making it public and not making it public?

Does anyone believe they are not related?

So Shiyun generously and officially recognized Jiang Yuhua.

The two people each took a word, which didn't have much impact. At least Shiyun didn't feel uncomfortable because she had tattooed it.

What's more, Xia Chuan was so good to Jiang Yuhua that he could openly say that he would give her all the shares, but he chose Shiyun without hesitation.

Shiyun understood that she was the only one Xia Chuan could not lose.

Xia Chuan slowly got dressed and then called Jiang Yuhua.

"Yuhua, I have some sad news for you."

"Who died?"

"Uh... this is the New Year, can you say something to celebrate the New Year?"

"It's unfortunate that you said it first."

"Well, it seems I'm very lucky that my sister has two words tattooed on my belly."

"Ah...what word?" Jiang Yuhua's voice was already trembling.

Xia Chuan uttered two words clearly: "Poetry - Jade."

Jiang Yuhua was silent for a moment, then suddenly hung up the phone, tears streaming down her face.