MTL - Hollywood Lover-Chapter 510 never stop
Zhang Dongcheng watched from the side, secretly laughing in his heart, what does it mean to have this pattern tattooed on the back of the waist and that line of words?
This means let her kneel on the bed, with perfect curves, and when I am running amok behind her, I can see the beautiful angel wings and that sentence.
"I will always surrender to you!"
Wow, just imagining this scene makes one's blood boil! This sentence makes any man's heart beat and excited about it, how hard he will make himself dig and dig!
HOHO~~It's really wonderful!
"However, this sentence needs to be changed. I don't want this sentence." Seeing Old Jeff take over the pattern, Laticia said to Zhang Dongcheng by surprise.
Ah...you have to change it too...don't change it into something that doesn't sound good, it will make me...ahem...
"Which sentence do you want?" Laticia wanted English cursive characters, which were not as troublesome as Zhang Dongcheng's Chinese cursive script, so Old Jeff was naturally not afraid, so he could change them casually.
"Love is never ending, love me, forever." Laticia's eyes shone with an unknown light, and she said proudly, then looked at Zhang Dongcheng who was standing stupidly on the side, and raised her chin .
Love never ends, this sentence is a sentence in the Bible, and love me forever, Laticia thought of it herself, obviously she also thought of who would see such words.
Naturally, the closest lover.
Well, although it wasn’t what Zhang Dongcheng wanted, it was a good sentence, so he just nodded in agreement, expressing that he had no objection at all.
After the pattern was chosen and the words changed, Laticia was finally satisfied. She lay down on the operating table, revealing her white and slender waist that made people breathless, and the short skirt was also slightly down, revealing A little round and wonderful curves.
Zhang Dongcheng even swallowed his saliva. Although she is not a big-name star in the future time and space, she is so beautiful tonight, it is really hard to resist her ubiquitous charm.
I told myself to hold back the pain, but when the needle hit her body, Laticia couldn't help screaming: "Wow, it hurts, it hurts!"
Trembling all over, Laticia closed her eyes tightly, but when the tattoo machine continued to move, she wanted to jump out and hide immediately.
"Relax, it's hard for you to get a good tattoo like this." Old Jeff said unhurriedly, he was not in a hurry, anyway, he had to accept the money if he got a tattoo or not.
"But, it hurts so much!" Laticia shook her head and said frightenedly.
"Laticia, I have to tell you that if you give up now, it will be ugly to get a small part of the tattoo. You want to leave a nondescript mark on your body? That will make everyone People laughed so hard." Zhang Dongcheng said helplessly, because it was indeed a fact.
Laticia didn't know what to say, she thought that she would be able to bear the pain of the tattoo, so she tricked Zhang Dongcheng over with the aggressive method, but she didn't expect Zhang Dongcheng to get the tattoo without blinking. But he didn't dare to persevere. If he found out about it, Zhang Dongcheng would be the first to laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up before others laughed.
"Huh, come on, come on! Laticia, you can do it!" Pumping herself up vigorously, Laticia breathed heavily, and then laid down on the ground like a hero stepping on the enemy's execution ground.
As a result, after a while, Laticia held on, with a white face, and jumped up again while changing the needle: "Oh my god, it hurts so much, I don't want to get tattooed anymore!"
"Girls can bear the pain better than boys, why can't you bear it?" Zhang Dongcheng took a newspaper and sat on the side.
"How can I compare with you, a thick-skinned and rough smelly man... Hey!" Laticia turned around in pain.
"But, the tattoo will be done in a while..." Zhang Dongcheng put the newspaper down, and said encouragingly, "Why don't you hold on for another ten minutes?"
"Is it enough to persist for another ten minutes?" Laticia heard that she only had to persist for ten minutes, and her heart became active again.
"Well, I think ten minutes is enough!" Zhang Dongcheng said while winking at old Jeff.
"Beautiful lady, lie down, it will be done in ten minutes." Old Jeff also persuaded.
"Okay, I'll hold on for another ten minutes..." Gritting her teeth, Laticia lay down again with her eyes closed.
Half an hour later, Laticia got up on the ground and cried to Zhang Dongcheng with tears streaming down her face: "Ten minutes, is ten minutes so long? You lied to me, didn't you?"
"Oh Laticia, it's only been seven minutes, and you feel that time is long because of pain, just like Einstein's special theory of relativity, when you are facing pain, an hour is like a year, and when you When I'm with a beautiful girl, a year feels like an hour!" Zhang Dongcheng said in an exaggerated tone, waving his arms to make himself look more trustworthy.
"But I'm in so much pain, I really want to cry!" Laticia wiped away her tears, and said to Zhang Dongcheng pitifully: "Why don't you let me bite, so that I can relieve my pain gone."
"Bite... bite me?" Zhang Dongcheng was very dissatisfied with the word "bite" and pronounced it separately, but in order to show his consideration for her, Zhang Dongcheng also stretched out his hand carelessly: "You bite, if you hurt, just bite me!"
With a mischievous and scheming smile in her eyes, Laticia obediently returned to the operating table, and then, showing the row of shiny teeth in her small cherry mouth, she bit Zhang Dongcheng on the wrist.
The tattoo needle came up again, Laticia couldn't help but tightened her bite, and when she was sweating profusely, she realized that Zhang Dongcheng's hand was bitten by her and was covered with tooth marks. He couldn't help revealing such touching and inexplicable feelings, and all of these fell into Zhang Dongcheng's eyes.
Hehe, let her bite... It really is a good way to get closer.
Finally, finally done.
When Laticia finally defeated her fragile self and endured the pain, the wonderful pattern remained on her body, as beautiful as she imagined at the beginning.
"Woohoo! That's great, never thought I'd actually be able to do that!"
Leaving old Jeff's tattoo studio, Laticia was sitting in Zhang Dongcheng's broken Renault car, but she couldn't help herself with excitement. The endless pain disappeared, making her feel relaxed.
"Congratulations, you are a brave girl." Zhang Dongcheng smiled, life and death have their own destiny, and the ten running scripts of fortune and wealth are so conspicuous on the right arm.
Laticia turned her head and looked at Zhang Dongcheng with great interest: "It's quite interesting to be with you, are you free tomorrow night?"
"Yes, you want to take me to see your friend's band?" Zhang Dongcheng recalled the Steve who was shaken by his hand and burst into tears, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"That's great, as long as you're free. I want to take you to listen to Steve's music. Their band is the best I've ever seen!" Laticia yelled in an unladylike way Then, the enthusiasm of the Spanish beauty burst.
Best band? Zhang Dongcheng was noncommittal about this word, but he couldn't find any future achievements of Steve. It seemed that he was just a not-so-famous underground band.
However, the lead singer and guitarist of the rock band are very prominent figures on the stage. As long as they are young and handsome, it is enough to make some girls who are not deeply involved in the world sink. It seems that Laticia is also very fond of Steve. Good impression.
"Okay, take me to see this best band tomorrow. After you say that, I really want to hear what songs they can sing." Zhang Dongcheng smiled slightly, not thinking that Steve Take it to heart.
With Zhang Dongcheng's current physical fitness, seven or eight Steves will go together, which is a matter of one hand, so why not be afraid to listen to this guy's band?
Hearing Zhang Dongcheng's agreement, Laticia was so happy that she couldn't help leaning forward again, smacking Zhang Dongcheng's face.
"Can you, can you kiss here?" Zhang Dongcheng turned his face and said funny, but pouted his mouth.
Although I kissed Zhang Dongcheng once, in the restroom of the bar, it was a soul-stirring kiss, but Laticia laughed out loud when she saw him in this state, her pretty face was blushing, but she couldn't help it. Don't want to kiss anymore.
"Okay, okay, my hotel is here, see you tomorrow!"
While chatting and laughing, it was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night. Laticia pointed to an ordinary hotel and said, and then quickly opened the door and got off the car as if she was afraid that Zhang Dongcheng would pounce on her and kiss her.
"Okay, see you tomorrow." Zhang Dongcheng didn't force it. It is extremely necessary to maintain a demeanor in front of the beauties. Being too impatient will only make the beauties annoying, and there is no need for it!
Immediately waved goodbye, Zhang Dongcheng drove away in Little Renault.
Looking at the back of the car going away, Laticia couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and a voice kept echoing in her heart: "This guy, why didn't you say come to my room for a cup of coffee? Smith...is really an interesting person."
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Back at the five-star hotel where he was staying, after removing his make-up, Zhang Dongcheng lay on the spacious bed, recalling Laticia's cute smile, recalling her tenderness, making people want to Kissing the water chestnut mouth, recalling her coquettish or charming or passionate or domineering appearance, recalling her yelling and tearful helpless appearance when tattooing. There is always a longing in the heart.
It’s not that Zhang Dongcheng wants to change when he’s different, it’s just that every girl is different. They are like the most beautiful flowers in the world, with completely different beauties and completely different personalities.
As one of the most qualified men in this world and on this planet to pick these flowers, if Zhang Dongcheng still wants to be a strict self-disciplined person, then it is really too hypocritical.
