i'm not a tattoo

Chapter 29

It's gone, the hair is smooth, brushing Lu Xuting's shoulders, a little itchy, he couldn't help moving his arms.Wen Yu noticed his movement, retracted one hand and fished the hair back, and said helplessly: "The hair is long, there is no way."

Lu Xuting felt the hot air around his neck, as well as the incomparably clear voice from his ear, he really felt like his scalp was numb.Fortunately, no matter what happened, he could force himself to calm down, Lu Xuting couldn't help smiling.

He also turned his head sideways and asked, "Why do you have such long hair?"

Wen Yu slowly wrapped the bandages, and his answer became more and more unhurried: "Did I tell you that I am a writing brush? After transforming into a human form, I have to have some connection with the prototype. It is equivalent to the tip of the brush. Although it is very troublesome. , but it never occurred to me to cut it off."

Lu Xuting looked at Wen Yu's long hair, "Your hair is of very good quality."

"Ah, thank you." Wen Yu said, fixing the bandage in his hand at the end, frowning and thinking for a while after handling it, and then said, "I remember someone told me before that 'the quality of the hair is really good', He should be the most speechless person I've ever met."

Lu Xuting put on his clothes with Wen Yu's help and said with a smile, "It's not Lu Yuanche?"

"He didn't know about me before, so it definitely can't be him... Hey, but this is indeed something he can say. I will try it when I have a chance."

Lu Xuting thought to himself that Lu Yuanche should not be mentioned, the fact that he and Wen Yu have such a good relationship really made Lu Xuting unable to ignore it.

Wen Yu only mentioned Lu Yuanche and brought the topic back to changing the medicine, "If you have a leg, you don't need to change the medicine. You should take care of the fracture. Even if you are very talented, it still takes time."

Lu Xuting nodded, he really didn't want to take off his pants in front of Wen Yu... and judging from Wen Yu's behavior before, he would probably directly help him take off his pants.It's a little embarrassing to think about it... Lu Xuting is not worried that he will react, and he is not so sensitive, but with the current relationship between him and Wen Yu, if Wen Yu really helps him change the medicine on his leg, Lu Xuting I don't know what Wen Yu will think, but he still feels a little too close.

And this kind of excessive intimacy may not necessarily play a good role in the relationship between two people.

When Wen Yulin went out, he asked Lu Xuting, "Would you like to sit for a while or lie down? If you want to sit, I'll move it back for you."

Lu Xuting replied: "I'd better lie down, I'm a little tired."

Wen Yu nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Lu Xuting's neck as gently as possible, and said, "Lie down."

With Wen Yu's strength, Lu Xuting slowly lay down, Wen Yu bent down and lifted the air conditioner covering Lu Xuting's legs to the shoulder position, then got up and looked around, thinking that there should be nothing he could do here.

Lu Xuting smiled slightly and watched Wen Yu go out with the medicine box.

Although he has zero love experience, Lu Xuting has a mysterious confidence in the progress of this relationship, as if everything is under control.

26

Wen Yu put away the medicine box and went down to the second floor to wait for the guests who made an appointment. Because it took a lot of time to change the medicine, the guests came upstairs not long after.

Wen Yu looked at the familiar person in front of him, and greeted, "Meet you again. The last time you came was a few days ago?"

The other party smiled slightly: "Senior, it has been several days."

Wen Yu said casually: "That's a few days. Azan, are you still painting today?"

Wen Yu didn't think that Ah Zan came here simply to draw a picture, after all, Qin E lived here.Although I don't know what happened between Azan and Qin E, Azan's attitude towards Qin E is too obvious, so obvious that Wen Yu, a bystander, can make up a hundred thousand words of love-hate entanglement just by thinking about it .

But now Wen Yu is no longer interested in their past.In the past, Wen Yu had a fixed life center, so he would listen to other people's affairs for entertainment. Now Wen Yu's life focus is completely shifting to himself, so he is naturally too lazy to take care of other people's affairs.Besides, Azan and Qin'e... It's not something that can be easily gossiped at first glance.

Azan said shyly, "Although I came here to paint, I actually have other things I want to ask Senior."

"what's up?"

"Although it's presumptuous, I want to know if senior has the ability to turn paintings into real objects?"

Wen Yu looked bewildered, "Ah?" and said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Do you regard me as a magic pen Ma Liang?"

Azan's expression was a bit disappointed, "I have always felt that with your ability, senior, you can do anything you want."

"There are many things I can't do." Wen Yu almost blurted out, "I won't have children. Thinking about it, I don't think so. Maybe if I become a woman, I can also have children?"So he changed his words: "For example, I can't become a horse monkey shochu."

This time, Azan looked at a loss, he hesitated and repeated: "Horse Monkey Shaojiu...?"

"Well, it's a magical girl. My nationality is wrong and my age is wrong. It's absolutely impossible unless I'm reincarnated."

Azan was still at a loss, "...Huh?"

"Speaking of which, you asked me this to ask me to help you draw something?"

Ah-zan lowered her eyelashes and pressed her chest. After a while, she put down her hands, raised her eyes and said with a shy smile, "I did have something I wanted when I came here, but after thinking about it, I still feel that it is only possible to get something unique. There is no point in getting an exact replica.”

Wen Yu didn't answer, just looked at A-zan.

"I'm so sorry for delaying senior's time today. Here are my own snacks. Senior and Mr. Qin...you can try my cooking." Azan stood up as she said, and handed it over with an apologetic expression on her face. Comes in a nice box.

Wen Yu flatly refused, "No need, I'm here for business, and I only accept equivalent exchange, and you didn't get anything from me."

After Azan was rejected, the expression on his face was a bit sad, he changed his words: "Then please give this to Mr. Qin directly, senior."

Wen Yu frowned, but this time he agreed.

Before going downstairs, Ah Zan asked Wen Yu: "Senior, does the restaurant have any requirements for the guests?"

"No, as long as you can afford to pay, you can come if you want."

"Well, I see." A-zan bowed and went downstairs.

Wen Yu watched Azan go downstairs, and he went downstairs after a while.

Bi Qianqian looked at Wen Yu who came down, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wen Yu said: "Next time, if Ah Zan comes to make an appointment again, remember to let me know in advance."

"Well, good." Bi Qianqian saw that Wen Yu's expression was not too serious, and after answering, she didn't ask any more questions.

Wen Yu was still absent-minded when entertaining the second guest.Qin E and Ah Zan are two, one lives under his nose, and the other shows the intention of being a regular visitor.Although Wen Yu felt that their affairs would definitely not involve him—even if they did, Wen Yu would have nothing to do with him, but the current situation is that Qin E and Azan did not cause him any major troubles, it was just a matter of fact. It distracted him a lot.

The second guest also went downstairs, Wen Yu rested his chin, thinking that if he went on like this, he would pack Azan and send him to Qin E's bed.

... Or send Qin E to Azan's bed?

Before the third guest came up, Wen Yu checked the time and found that today was later than usual, so he sent a message to Bi Qianqian on the first floor.

"Help me pick up Lu Yuanche outside the door later, I may not be in time here."

"Okay. If you have a word to say, just come down and say it =="

Wen Yu originally wanted to reply "Because I'm lazy", but after thinking about it, he put down the phone again. After all, he is lazy, so it's normal not to reply.

The third guest was a young boy.The other party was very polite, and seemed a little more sincere than Azan. Wen Yuxin said that Azan looked black, but the person in front of him looked quite innocent.

Wen Yu took the paper handed over by the other party, looked at the crooked black pattern on it, hesitated for a long time and asked, "Do you really want to draw this pattern?"

The man was a little shy, "Actually, there is the original drawing, but I heard that you don't look at the picture here but only the drawing, so I drew a new one."

"It's enough if you have the heart. If I really draw like this, people will laugh at my professional ability. You should show me the original drawing."

The boy blushed a little, took out his mobile phone, opened a photo and handed it to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu took it over and saw a naked back covered in black patterns on the screen of the mobile phone. After a careful look, it was a man.Wen Yu ignored that person, looked at the pattern carefully, and sighed for a while: "It's a good thing you showed me this picture." Otherwise, I might not be able to tell what it would look like based on the picture drawn.

"And the next one too."

Wen Yu swiped over and saw the frontal photo of the man, but only the chin and collarbone were exposed, because the pattern was wrapped around the neck, which looked like a black collar.

"You want to draw exactly the same?"

"Ah."

Wen Yu held the mobile phone in one hand, and tapped the folding bed in the corner with the other hand. The bed unfolded automatically, with clean sheets on it. Wen Yu simply said: "Then take it off."

The boy took off his clothes and sat sideways on the side of the bed. Wen Yu looked at the photo again, traced it in the void with his hands first, and made sure that he was sure, and then sat behind the boy.

Before writing, Wen Yu asked: "Do you have any requirements for the color?"

The boy was a little surprised, "Maybe it's not black?"

"As long as it is the color that can be painted