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"I don't want tattoos..." The last time, and the countless times along the way, I reiterated my wishes.
Ning Shi didn't even look at me: "Come on, I'll come to you after I park the car."
I pursed my lips, turned and walked towards the tattoo parlor behind me.
When the glass door was pushed open, the other hand just happened to be on the metal handle. When I looked up, I saw a beautiful omega, about my age, with short hair dyed to purple-pink at the end, and a ...
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