"You really want to see it?"

Wu Yanmei did not refuse, and looked straight at Yang Mu.

"Yes! But, I don't want to take advantage of you, Sister Mei, I'm just curious."

Yang Mu nodded and then quickly explained, which sounded a bit like it was about to overwhelm.

"Eat first, and after I'm full, I...I'll show you again."

Wu Yanmei picked up Yang Mu's empty bowl and filled it with it.

Although Yang Mu wanted to make sure immediately what Wu Yanmei had tattooed, it was always bad to behave too anxiously. He felt that in Wu Yanmei's eyes, he was a gentleman, and it would be bad if he was treated as a chromatic embryo!

More than ten minutes later, a large table of dishes basically entered Yang Mu's stomach. Wu Yanmei didn't have much appetite. After eating a little, she smiled and looked at Yang Mu to swallow it.

After killing the last bowl of rice, Yang Mu burped and looked at Wu Yanmei with anticipation.

Although Wu Yanmei was a little embarrassed, she was not shy. She stood up and soon, Yang Mu saw a tattoo two inches below her navel.

Last time, the spot was a light brown scar seven or eight centimeters long, like a centipede sticking to Wu Yanmei’s snow-white skin.

Now, there is no trace of the scar at all, and instead it is a black tattoo.

The pattern is a blooming black rose, which forms a sharp contrast with Wu Yanmei's snow-white skin. The simple colors of black and white make people feel extremely stunning, lifelike, and amazing beauty.

What made Yang Mu stunned was that this black rose had a name tattooed on it: Yang Mu.

Seeing Yang Mu looking at him in confusion, Wu Yanmei blushed and explained: "The one who helped me tattoo is a very famous tattoo artist in Tianhai.

She learned that the scar came from a car accident, and when I saw the scar, I would recall some bad scenes, and even had nightmares, she said that it was all caused by the inside, and suggested that she could tattoo another name.

For example, some people will tattoo the name of Guan Erye on their body, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and give themselves comfort.

As long as I feel safe in my heart, I will no longer think of those scenes that make me scared.

so……"

"So, Sister Mei, tattoo my name.

Is my name better than Mr. Guan Er?"

Yang Mu came to his senses. Although his expression was still calm, ripples appeared in his heart. He was not a monk who had lost his feelings and desires, so how could he remain indifferent?

Let me ask, how many men in this world can make a woman willing to tattoo his name on her body, not to mention that it is a woman like Wu Yanmei.

This woman seemed to have never thought that if she had not been with Yang Mu in the future, how could another man accept that she had another man's name?

Or maybe, her emotions are so ignorant of consequences, like a moth to a fire, without the word "if".

"Does it look good?"

Wu Yanmei answered the question that she was not asking.

“I can’t see clearly.

I have to get closer and enjoy it to give you an answer.

You can wait a little longer!”

Yang Mu said, stepping forward, the distance between him and Wu Yanmei was less than half a meter.

His eyesight is very good, and he can only see clearly by getting closer together. He is simply a hooligan. However, at some point, being a hooligan is actually a kind of romance.

Wu Yanmei did not stop Yang Mu from approaching, her heart beat rapidly, and there seemed to be a pool of spring water flowing in her eyes.

"Should I go out tonight and find a place to stay here?"

An old voice suddenly sounded like a basin of cold water poured on Wu Yanmei and Yang Mu's head.

Yang Mu turned his head and looked at Situ Ying standing at the door. If the other party was not old, he would have the urge to beat the other party.

Situ Ying said expressionlessly: "I know my current behavior is a little bit unsightly, but I don't have a penny on me. If I spend the night outside, I can't sleep on the street."

“Do you don’t have a cell phone?

These days, you’re paying for mobile phones!”

Yang Mu said irritably.

"No.

I don't like using that kind of thing."

Situ Ying shook her head with confidence.

"..." Yang Mu had nothing to say. If he continued, he seemed crazy and actually asked the old man to sleep on the street. Is this what people did?

etc!

Why do I sound like I am just confirming her words, saying that she must spend the night outside tonight?

No, I didn't think I would really do anything to Sister Mei.

Yang Mu turned around and saw Wu Yanmei staring at him.

Well, after all, I was regarded as a pervert. In Sister Mei's opinion, I must be uneasy and planned to eat her tonight!

I'm wronged!

But it's not right, why do you feel a little guilty again?

Dingling--

The cell phone rings.

No matter who was calling, it was really helping Yang Mu to rescue him at this moment.

"Ahem! I'll go out and answer a phone call."

Yang Mu coughed dryly and went to the corridor outside to answer the phone.

As soon as he left, Wu Yanmei transformed from a gentle, friendly and shy lady, and her aura was strong and cold.

"You did it on purpose!"

She stared at Situ Ying.

Situ Ying did not deny it and sighed: "I said that you are not suitable to break your body now, otherwise it will be difficult to exert all the power of Juetian Gu in the future, and it will be even more difficult to become a powerful Gu master."

Wu Yanmei said: "Do you think you are very smart? I need your reminder in everything?

As long as he is happy, I am happy, what's wrong with it?"

Situ Ying said: "Of course.

But he is destined to be extraordinary. Even if you have more worldly power, you are destined to drift away from him.

If you just want to be by his side and act as a vase protected by him, then you can do it.

From now on, I will never get in the way.”

Wu Yanmei was silent for a moment: "Sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper at you.

You are for my own good.”

"I understand that in front of him, you are completely different from you who are not in front of him.

Other women just want to find a strong man to shelter themselves from the wind and rain, but you do the opposite.

This guy is so lucky!”

Situ Ying sighed. Even though she was a woman, she still envied Yang Mu for his deep blessings.

The person who called Yang Mu was a little surprised. It was Claire, a prince from a small European country. He said that his sister's health had been cured and he would return to their country tomorrow.

Before going back, the brother and sister wanted to visit Yang Mu again and invite him to a meal to express their gratitude.

Although Sophia's problem was ultimately solved by the Nantianmen, if it weren't for Yang Mu's recommendation, I'm afraid that Nantianmen might not have paid attention to them.

"I'll be spared after eating. I'm so full that I want to vomit now! It's okay to meet me, just go to my house."

Yang Mu hung up the phone, returned to the room, and told Wu Yanmei that he had something to go back to deal with.

At present, Situ Ying's light bulb has no intention of leaving, and if you stay there, nothing will happen.

Before walking out of the room, Yang Mu remembered something, looked at Wu Yanmei, and smiled and said, "It looks very good!"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Looking at Yang Mu disappearing from his sight, Situ Ying looked at Wu Yanmei in confusion: "What are he talking about.

What looks very good?”

"have no idea."

Wu Yanmei shook her head and said she was not clear. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Naturally, she understood that what Yang Mu said was that her tattoo looked very beautiful.

She was originally worried whether Yang Mu would think that her behavior was a bit pathological and difficult to understand. Now it seems that she was worried too much.

Back at Villa No. 1, Tianding Lake, Ruan Tang was doing homework in her room. Yang Mu did not bother her and sat on the bench in the yard, waiting for Sophia and her sister to arrive.

After waiting for a few minutes, several cars drove towards this side. After stopping, Sophia and his sister came to Yang Mu with several bodyguards.

"Are you okay?"

Yang Mu looked at Sophia a few times.

Her facial features are still as delicate as a porcelain doll, with an elegant temperament, and her face is no longer as pale as before, but is very healthy and white and red.

"Not only is it good, but I'm still very awesome now."

Sophia's body has recovered and she seems to have become more cheerful. She smiles and reveals two "tiger teeth" that seem to be sharper.

"What a powerful method?"

Yang Mu was not surprised when he heard this. Long Qi had told him before that Princess Sophia's situation is likely to be related to the Western blood clan.
To be continued...