You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 1299 Tattoos
What she was waiting for was this sentence, like a beheaded prisoner who received an amnesty, and immediately said:

"I'll pack my things today. Move out by tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

After all, he walked into the room.

But he heard his footsteps catch up.

A cold sweat broke out on her back.

I was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind again.

A hand was placed on the shoulder, and it was pulled over heavily, just seeing his icy cold face.

She was in a mess, not because she was afraid that he would scold and beat her, but because he would not let her go again.

Or he let her keep the baby.

I saw him staring at himself coldly:

"I can let you go, but you are my woman, and this cannot be changed in my life."

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

His hand on her shoulder slid down, grabbed her wrist instead, and led her towards the bed in the bedroom.

She only thought he wanted to do that to herself before he left.

Whether it's to vent hatred, or to punish her indifference...

never mind.

As long as he is willing to let himself go, he can accept anything.

Pushed down on the bed by him, he just closed his eyes tightly, waiting for what happened next.

However, for a long time, she didn't notice any movement from him, only heard his footsteps, as if he went to the side to get something.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw him walking over with a small box, and opened it with a bang.

Take out a metal object.

It's like... like the kind of laser gun in the medical beauty hospital.

As soon as the electricity was plugged in, there was a sound of electric current from the gun head. He seemed to be testing whether the machine was good, and turned it off when he saw that there was no problem.

She was horrified and saw clearly.

That's a tattoo machine.

That set is a tattoo kit.

Tattoo needles, tips, handles, tattoo inks, ink cups...

When she first entered the entertainment circle, a makeup artist once brought this set of equipment into the dressing room. She was curious and even saw it.

"Li Haoyuan... what do you want to do?" She sat up in a cold sweat on her back.

He leaned over and leaned against her ear, the evil on his lips spread:
"You're pregnant, so you can't take anesthesia, just bear with it."

Every cell in her body tightened even more, and she understood his intention.

He wants to tattoo himself.

"You let me go, Li Haoyuan, I don't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned on the tattoo machine again.

The sound of violent electric currents drowned out her words.

**
After night fell, Li Haoyuan left.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to wrap the place where she was tattooed with plastic wrap to fix the color.

The pain from the tattoo needle piercing her skin made her stomach contract violently.It feels like the baby is coming out early.

The whole process is worse than death.

Several times, she thought she was going to die.

In the end it survived.

Finally, passed out.

Before losing consciousness, she felt Li Haoyuan lift her chin and whisper beside her face:

"Even if you leave, you are mine. In this life, other men don't want to touch you."

...

She fell asleep for a day before waking up.

In a daze, she saw Aunt Xin standing by the bed, looking at her with a complex look of pity and horror, obviously, she also understood what happened to her:
"Miss Qin is awake. President Li said, when you wake up, if the wound doesn't hurt, you can take a bath."

A dull tingling somewhere on her body made her realize where her tattoo was.

Shaking his inconvenient body, he lifted the quilt off.

Aunt Xin wanted to help her, but she said with a pale face, "I'll do it myself."

Staggered into the bathroom.

She let go of all the restraints and looked in the mirror, and saw her own tattoo pattern——

(End of this chapter)