My rival won't let me fall in love early! !

Chapter 84

Seeing his terrified look, Yuan Qingzhuo couldn't hold back a chuckle. He looked warm and warm, and didn't look like he was going to harm him at all.

Yuan Rong tried his best to hide beside the bed, and saw the young man half kneeling on the bed with his knees pressed against his lower back, firmly suppressing him, and did not allow Yuan Rong to show any intention of refusing.

"Wuuu... Yuan Qingzhuo..." Yuan Rong blinked and began to behave miserably, her bound hands kept grasping the bed sheet, "Let me loose, can you speak well if you have something to say? I'm afraid of you... ..."

In his eyes, it was not a toy at all, it was a torture tool!

If this thing is used on him, he will definitely see blood...

"Yuan Qingzhuo, why are you so ruthless? I'm your younger brother. How dare you torture me?"

Yuan Qingzhuo was softened by his crying, and let go of the shackles on him a little bit, then picked up Yuan Rong and put him on his lap, but still kept him in a lying posture: "Don't move around, if you Cooperate obediently, and I guarantee that it will be over within half an hour."

half an hour?What? ?

Yuan Rong's pretended crying stopped immediately, and his thinking fell into a sluggish state. He tilted his head and thought for a moment: What will end in half an hour?

Turning around and looking, Yuan Qingzhuo took out a packaging bag from the toolbox, the skin was torn open, and inside was a pair of white rubber gloves for medical surgery. On the palm, the tail tightens at the wrist with a soft snap.

Yuan Rong looked at the hands dangling in front of his eyes, and his face blushed unconsciously. He didn't want Yuan Qingzhuo to see his reaction, so he could only turn his head back, lay his upper body on his lap, and let his orders nervously .

Yuan Qingzhuo placed a lot of scary-looking things on the bed. In the end, he felt that the body of the boy on his legs had started to tremble, and he even grabbed his pajama pants and asked, "No, you have to tell me... ...What the hell are you going to do?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

The young man picked up the electrified instrument, held it in his hand like a pen, and slowly replaced the tip with a sterile needle. With his other free hand, he pinched the soft flesh on Yuan Rong's face and turned his head back. : "Be good, I'll give Rongrong a stamp."

As soon as the words were finished, the pen made a buzzing sound, and Yuan Rong was so frightened that he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

He hugged the pillow in front of him tightly, and felt his fingertips wearing rubber gloves moving back and forth near the spine, as if they were in the right position. Suddenly, a sharp tingling fell on the skin, as if a piece of paper thin The knife sliced ​​through his skin and traced a curve on his back.

Yuan Rong couldn't see what was going on on his back, he could only feel the needle-like pain converging on a certain point, and then it spread out densely. Looking at the soft fabric, his eyes blinked, and a layer of mist appeared in his vision.

Yuan Qingzhuo could feel that the boy under him was very scared, but he still tried his best to cooperate with him, put the electronic pen aside, leaned over and kissed Yuan Rong's earlobe, and asked softly in his ear: " Rongrong hurts, doesn't it? You're shaking."

Yuan Rong is very sensitive to pain. Usually, doing anything with a little force on the body will leave marks, let alone pricking it with the needle point. He heard Yuan Qingzhuo breathing by the side of his ear, so he just buried his face in the On the bed, she didn't intend to respond to him at all.

"I'm angry, ignore me," Yuan Qingzhuo rubbed his body, and said quietly, "If you don't speak, I will continue." After speaking, the electronic tattoo pen began to make the sound of turning again.

Yuan Rong raised his head, teardrops were hanging on his wet eyelashes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yuan Qingzhuo, you bastard..." His words had a strong nasal voice, which didn't sound intimidating at all, and he wiped it hard Eyes, I don't know whether I feel ashamed or feel embarrassed, in short, I just don't want to look at Yuan Qingzhuo.

To be honest, he has hardly cried since he was a child. First, he feels that shedding tears is not what a man should do. Second, he has a big heart. Not a single tear was shed.But...he really couldn't stand the pain, physical tears overflowed with vague grievances in his heart, and he couldn't explain why he started crying.

Yuan Qingzhuo's moving hands paused slightly, gently caressing Yuan Rong's waistline, and stretched out his arms in front of him: "Don't cry, how about biting me if it hurts? Once you shed tears, I can't go on gone."

If he continues to do what he wants to do without paying attention, Yuan Rong will not feel anything except the pain, but Yuan Qingzhuo still cares about his feelings, what was originally only a grievance is now magnified into a very big one. , he said in a muffled voice, "Huh...untie the chain for me first." Now it's like the police interrogating a prisoner, even if you want to play role-playing, it's not like that.

Yuan Qingzhuo solved it for him according to his words, and Yuan Rong immediately jumped up and wanted to sit up, but he pushed him back again, and coaxed him in a low voice: "It's not finished yet, don't move around."

Yuan Rong was so angry that his whole body was stained pink, and the burning pain made him shed a few more tears. He couldn't help but raised his voice and said, "What are you drawing on my back? If you dare to write your name, I will never finish with you in a while." .”

Who on earth named Yuan Qingzhuo? There are so many strokes. If this is the case, his memorization would make Yuan Qingzhuo write it like a sieve.

A muffled laugh came from above his head, Yuan Qingzhuo said, "If you don't write your name, just bear with it, okay?"

In order to calm his emotions, Yuan Qingzhuo kissed and hugged him, hugging him and talking for a long time, giving Yuan Rong little by little psychological support.After about twenty or ten minutes, Yuan Rong almost felt that it was all right, she threw her hands and lay back on her stomach again, looking like she was being bullied again.

It's so easy to coax, and Yuan Qingzhuo didn't want to put too much pressure on him. While observing Yuan Rong's reaction during the tattooing process, he focused on the patterns he drew.

The dense, continuous sharp pain made the young man highly emotionally tense, Yuan Rong hummed, his fair and delicate skin turned pink, and at the same time, Yuan Qingzhuo's hands kept rubbing him He tried to help him relax, but Yuan Rong became more and more tense, and in the end he couldn't hum anymore, the hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat, and he gasped for breath trying to recover his exhausted energy.

"You... have you practiced before..." Yuan Rong tried to divert his attention.

"No, this is the first time I have tattooed someone else, so you have to be obedient, so that you will be safe." Yuan Qingzhuo held his waist, admired the pattern that was about to be completed, kissed the tailbone with his body, and then Bite hard, leaving a tooth mark.

"Wh-what?" Yuan Rong said angrily, "You are... you are using me as a guinea pig? What if I stab it and break it?"

Yuan Qingzhuo said lightly, "If it's broken, there's nothing you can do about it."

"You...! You're so mad, I'll forget it!" At this moment, the tattoo pen started to swim around his body again, Yuan Rong let out a low moan unexpectedly, and his body was held down by Yuan Qingzhuo's dry and warm palm, unable to move. Under the double torture of pain and pleasure, a variety of complex emotions mixed with the messy five senses swept around him like a wave. Even without saying anything, he could feel the prickly pain of the intersection of the needle tip and the skin. Carved with love.He wanted to hide, but his upper body was pressed against Yuan Qingzhuo's legs, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to, "Stop, stop."

(Sister review, I’m getting a tattoo! This is all a psychological description! What are you locking up??!!! The two of them just have a heart and a guts and didn’t do anything, I’m really convinced!!! )

Wuwuwu, what's the matter, could it be that he really has the talent to be whipped around by Yuan Qingzhuo with a small leather whip in his bones──

The pattern that could be finished in half an hour, the two of them had to wait for more than an hour to finish it. Yuan Qingzhuo satisfiedly caressed the lifelike leaf on the young man's back, and his obscure eyes burst into fiery fire.

When he thought that this stamp would be with Yuan Rong for a lifetime, he felt excited and satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

There were still wet tears on Yuan Rong's face, and when he noticed that the young man behind him had stopped moving, he asked weakly, "Is it over? I want to watch it too, let me watch it, I want to watch it."

"You can't see it, only I can," Yuan Qingzhuo rubbed his hair and helped him wipe away his tears. "If you're really curious, I have another one here."

After that, he opened his cuffs, only to see half a leaf tattooed on the inside of his arm, which was surprisingly similar in shape to the necklace Yuan Rong ordered.

"Why do you have one here?" Yuan Rong hugged his arm, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the spot, "Who tattooed you?"

Of course it was Yuan Qingyan himself.

He said it was the first time to experiment with Yuan Rong, how could he really do this?

Yuan Qingzhuo swept the rest of the things onto the carpet, ripped off the rubbery white gloves, and took off his brother's pajamas by the way.Yuan Rong couldn't lie down, so he could only sit on his lap. The moment their eyes met, they saw a deep attachment in each other's eyes.

I don't know who came up first, Yuan Rong's hands were drawn to climb up to Yuan Qingzhuo's shoulders, the two of them were inseparably pressed together, and there was no way to hide their reactions.

Yuan Qingzhuo took out a glass bottle from the drawer, unscrewed the lid with one hand, squinted and said, "Baby should be ready this time, isn't it?"

At night, the cold wind whistled and knocked on the window panes, one after another, very regularly.The quilt on the bed in the bedroom was crumpled, Yuan Rong had her lips blocked by the young man, and together with him she sank deep into the soft carpet from the edge of the bed.

The scene in his mind became vague and blurred, and he heard someone talking in his ear between half-dream and half-awake.

"Go to sleep," Yuan Qingzhuo fiddled with his eyelashes, and said very lightly, "Brother loves you."

—

acid.

It's really sour everywhere.

This was Yuan Rong's first impression after waking up.

When he woke up, he found that he was lying flat again, and quickly sat up on the bed. Unexpectedly, there was no pain from the tattoo on his back, but there was obvious discomfort elsewhere.

"Original---"

After uttering the first syllable, he was taken aback by the loss of his voice.

Afterwards, the frenzied memories of last night flooded into my mind like a flood.

If I remember correctly, something must have happened between him and Yuan Qingyao... And according to Yuan Qingyao's meaning, the one who couldn't sweat after tattooing was the one who put it on himself first, but the result was that the tattoo consumed a lot of energy. Physical strength, I fell asleep without much support.

(Excuse me, have you reviewed any prohibited descriptions here??? Pull the light and write directly that it will be locked the next day? Engage in asexual reproduction, right? I really complained about the random locks, don’t be endless every day.)

It can be said that the situation is very bad, even as bad as their first confession.

Yuan Rong felt a little regretful, and felt that what he did was very dishonest. I guess Yuan Qingzhuo's experience was not very good, but he did try his best. It can only be said that there is a huge difference in physical strength, and some gaps cannot be easily caught up.

He pressed his forehead, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but found that he was struggling to get up: "..."

Glancing at his watch, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Yuan Rong cleared his throat and shouted hoarsely, "Yuan Qingzhuo?"

No one answered.

"Yuan Qingzhuo?"

Still no sound.

Yuan Rong frowned and sat up, fumbled on the bedside table for a while, took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call, when the sound of the door opening suddenly came from the living room.

Soon, Yuan Qingzhuo appeared at the door of the bedroom. Seeing that he was in good spirits, he was not at all tired from a long journey. On the contrary, Yuan Rong seemed to have been sucked dry by him, and he couldn't even sit properly.

"You, where have you been?"

Yuan Qingzhuo shook the document in his hand: "Go to the school to get the application materials. Didn't you say that you want to go to Europe together?"

The author has something to say:

First of all, I would like to thank the readers for the nutrient solution irrigated by "Lang's false name".

There are a lot of private settings in the article, everyone needs to find a professional tattoo artist to get tattoos, don’t try it yourself (it’s better not to try!!! This will affect future employment, the two protagonists in the article will be their own bosses in the future, so the author They are only allowed to have tattoos. The little cuties who are going to school remember these two negative teaching materials, don't learn from them!

In addition, strenuous exercise is not allowed after tattooing.