The little fairy in the literary and art world is a tattoo artist. Since she is a tattoo artist, she must have tattoos on her body.
Let’s just say that tattoos are a standard for every tattoo artist.
But, I don’t know what her tattoo is.
Lin Yuan thought for a while and said to the little fairy from the literary and art world: "I need to take a look. What is your tattoo?"
As soon as these words came out, the pretty face of the little fairy in the literary and art world turned red, like a ripe apple.
After being stunned for a moment, she agreed: "Okay!"
"Come inside!"
"Just in time, I want to change my clothes!" said the little fairy from the literary and art world, and walked into the house.
The little fairy from the literary and art world went into the bedroom to change clothes, but Lin Yuan was too embarrassed to follow her in and waited outside.
After a while, the voice of the little fairy from the literary and art world came from the bedroom: "I'm ready, come in!"
After hearing this voice, Lin Yuan entered the room.
Lin Yuan was stunned after seeing the little fairy from the literary and art world in the room.
She has a tattoo of Princess Iron Fan all over her back, wearing fiery red armor, holding a sword in one hand and a banana fan in the other.
Lin Yuan admitted that he was a little impulsive. This damn strange invasion made him become impatient.
It can be said that since his rebirth, he has been suppressing a fire in his heart.
The greater the pressure, the more it should be vented, otherwise, the human spirit will collapse.
Lin Yuan now is like a powder keg, ready to explode at a moment's notice.
Just when Lin Yuan was trying to suppress the anger in his heart, the little fairy from the literary and art world took the initiative.
She suddenly hugged Lin Yuan and said, "Don't you want me to commit myself to you?"
"This is all I have now!"
Lin Yuan froze there.
I have to say that the little fairy in the literary and art world does look pretty good.
Although it's a little worse than the vixen at home, if I were to rate her appearance, it would still be above ninety points.
For a moment, Lin Yuan was stunned.
What should I say to him and this woman?
When it comes to feelings, there really aren’t any.
However, it is indeed very ridiculous to talk about relationships in this strange invasion era where you may die at any time.
"She has tattoos and a navel nail. She looks like a "good" girl who drinks, gets tattoos, and dances in disco!"
"I guess I have had many boyfriends.",
"you......"
Lin Yuan lit a cigarette and asked awkwardly.
"Do you men like to judge people by their appearance so much?"
"In the eyes of you men, women dressed like us must not be good women?" the little fairy from the literary and art world said angrily.
Lin Yuan smiled awkwardly and said, "No, that's not what I meant."
Men are best at duplicity, and Lin Yuan really felt that the woman dressed like this didn't look like a good woman.
Whose good wife and mother is dressed like this?
Although I think so in my heart, I definitely can't say that.
If this is the case, then you must choose something nice to say.
At this time, Lin Yuan seemed to have thought of something and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"
This is somewhat outrageous.
However, this era of strange invasions is absurd enough.
In ridiculous times, it is natural for some outrageous things to happen.
The little fairy in the literary and art world rolled her eyes at Lin Yuan and said angrily: "Wen Yingying."
Although she couldn't say she liked Lin Yuan, she didn't dislike him either.
How to put it, after all, the two have only known each other for a short time, and they have only met twice in total.
Sometimes, not everything can be talked about feelings.
Yesterday, after seeing her father's brain being eaten by a mourning crow, Wen Yingying was filled with only fear.
In addition, after being trapped in a well and experiencing endless despair, he was rescued by Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan is her savior, and this man has the strength to protect her.
In this precarious world, these two points are enough for her to sacrifice her body.
Furthermore, as long as you don’t hate someone, feelings can be accumulated.
Even in peaceful times, don't there still be cases where two people who don't know each other get married soon after a blind date?
What's more, in this era of weird invasion, love is almost a luxury.
Wen Yingying looked at Lin Yuan who was half lying on the bed smoking, and asked, "Are you still coming?"
Lin Yuan: "??????"
Lin Yuan thought for a while and said, "Forget it! The days are long."
After Lin Yuan declined the invitation to test drive again, Wen Yingying began to wash the car, tidy up the interior, and then put on the car clothes.
Ten minutes later.
Wearing tight jeans, a knitted sweater, and white shoes, Wen Yingying came to the mirror, holding a pair of scissors in her hand.
With tears in her eyes, she cut off all her hair.
Finally, I cut my hair short.
Looking at the cut hair, Wen Yingying said: "My father braided this braid for me when he was still alive."
"You can keep it!" Lin Yuan took a puff of cigarette and said.
"I like watching dramas and often watch disaster movies. In those disaster movies, hair like this would be very troublesome."
"Clothes, it's a pity that I don't have sportswear. These clothes may also get in the way."
"I don't know if I can still buy it," Wen Yingying said.
Lin Yuan suddenly discovered that although Wen Yingying was young, she was not just a vase!
She has tattoos and is very determined.
This point of will can be seen just from the fact that she took the initiative to cut her hair short just now.
You know, this is one of the thoughts her father left for her.
Even though she knew that she was very powerful, she was not the kind of person who always relied on her own body and begged for protection from the strong.
"This girl can be saved!" Lin Yuan thought in his heart.
If you have a strong tattoo and a strong will, if you cultivate it well, you will be a good helper.
"The clothes matter is easy to solve. Now you can buy them for zero yuan."
"More than just clothes!" Lin Yuan said, throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand.
Wen Yingying, who was standing in front of the mirror, rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "You stinking scoundrel."
