The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

Ge Han said thank you, buried his face in the cup and took a sip, his face turned pink from the heat, "Hey, I'm serious, get me a tattoo."

Zhou Liang wiped his wet hair with a towel, and the open collar revealed two perfectly lined collarbones with several red marks gnawed by the "dog".

"I have a name."

"All right, Xiao Zhou." Ge Han changed his words.

Zhou Liang threw over a price list, and Ge Han opened it. There were not only illustrations on it, but also prices marked on the side. Different painting styles and different tattoo artists have different prices according to the unit price per hour.

Ge Han hurriedly turned to the first page, and found Zhou Liang's name printed on the top, "Xiao Zhou is okay, store manager?"

"Earn extra money." In fact, Zhou Liang left a way out for himself.

She also knows that she has a bad temper, and there are many rules and restraints in the circle. If one day offends a certain big boss, it is not surprising that she will cut off the back of her photographer.

Even if she has produced some works and popularity in the past few years, she has not slackened, and she will go to the store to sit regularly. In this place, popularity is only the incidental value of the product. A capable businessman finds a good foundation and adds a few marketing drafts. You can create one at will.

"Then you." Ge Han flipped through the pages of Zhou Liang's works, pointed to one and said, "This one is pretty good."

"This is a private design, so I don't want to buy it."

"If you don't sell it, put it up."

Zhou Liang remained patient, "It's for you to see the painting style, and the design fee will be calculated separately."

"Oh, then you design it." Ge Han leaned on the bed, looked at her with his head propped up, "I'm not really short of money."

"..." I don't need you to tell me.

Among other things, Zhou Liang was very serious about his work. After asking Ge Han a few basic requirements, he started to draft.

"Reminder in advance, if you can't bear the pain and want to stop halfway, the money still has to be paid."

Ms. Ge Er still said the same thing: "I am not short of money, you can paint in Guili."

Zhou Liang's movements were quick, and he produced the drawings in two days. Ge Han actually didn't understand these art works very well. He only knew that Zhou Liang's unrestrained painting style was similar to Ji Yuan, an art student who was fond of abstract paintings.

A mass of cloudy and misty things wraps a bunch of half-bloomed flower buds, which makes people angry just looking at them.

"Why don't you just draw a big red flower, this thing is half open and half closed." Ge Han pointed at the ball.

Zhou Liang lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering his eyes.

Her personal preference is that she likes to design according to the customer's image. Zhou Liang felt this way when she saw Ge Han for the first time. The eldest lady is clearly trying to be strong, but she likes to pretend that she doesn't care about anything, which is very annoying.

It's just that after hearing the story of the Ge family later, I understood Ge Han's thoughts. Instead of trying all his strength to fight a battle that he might not be able to win with the powerful opponent in front of him, he might as well just give up, at least automatically abstaining is worse than wolf Embarrassed exited with a slightly decent gesture.

I don't understand how Ge Han has maintained his dignity all these years, turning himself into the image of a prodigal son.

"Tsk, fine." Ge Han curled his lips, "I really don't understand you art lovers, last time I told Ji Yuan that her paintings were too messy, so she was unilaterally rejected for a week, then I I don't even say that you don't draw well, so as not to make you angry."

"It's okay, you can change it." Zhou Liang has encountered many customers who have just finished the design of the front foot and are about to make major changes on the back foot. It is not uncommon for a design to be changed more than ten times at a time.

It was beyond her expectation that Ge Han was so eloquent.

"Forget it, I think it's okay after I look at it again." Ge Han stuffed the picture back into her hand, "I'll go to your place tomorrow."

Probably because he was worried that he would retreat after a long time, Ge Han pulled Zhou Liang up early in the morning and arrived two hours before the store opened.

Zhou Liang took out the key to open the lock, squatted down and opened the door.

Ge Han was very curious about everything in the store, he fumbled here and there until Zhou Liang took a good tool and pointed at a recliner chair and asked her to sit down.

"Where is the tattoo?"

Ge Han sat down, lifted his skirt, pointed to his white thighs, and said in a proud tone, "Here."

Zhou Liang glanced at her lazily, without any emotion in his eyes, "If you don't want to die from pain, change your position."

Ge Hanxing closed his legs, "That's fine."

Finally, it was fixed on the outer side of the right leg, so as to cover up the pain and make the pain weak.

Zhou Liang put on a mask and put a piece of cloth on her thighs. His hands were so crisp that it seemed that what was tied in his hands was not a human leg, but a piece of pork bought in a vegetable market for practice.

"Hiss—" Ge Han reacted as soon as the injection was given, "Zhou Liang, didn't you fucking say it doesn't hurt?"

"I didn't say it didn't hurt, I just said that 'normal people' can endure the pain here." Zhou Liang had strength in his hand, and held Ge Han's restless leg with one hand, while the other hand continued to move.

"No, no, no! It hurts too much! Just wait."

"If it hurts, I suggest chewing gum or saying something to divert attention. I'm just getting started." Zhou Liang pressed her leg again, and pressed it down, "If you don't want to be tied up, you will be moved around."

Hearing what she said, Ge Han stuffed chewing gum into his mouth, and when he turned his head to look at Zhou Liang, he saw her with drooping eyelids, her eyelashes slapping her face in a silhouette.

"Xiao Zhou, did someone say that you look good when you work hard?" Ge Han had already noticed this point of view when he went to AW to visit An Jing, but he was not familiar with this person at that time.