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118. Chapter 116 Zhiyan's tattoo

118. Chapter 116 Ji Yeon’s Tattoo (please subscribe)

Author: Don't play with cats

Chapter 116 Ji Yeon’s Tattoo (please subscribe)

"Click!" "Don't turn on the light!"

Before Lee Mingxi finished speaking, Park Ji-yeon had turned on the lights in the living room.

The two looked at each other, and Li Mingxi was a little shy because Park Ji-yeon was wearing a light pink silk nightgown at the moment, covering her upper and lower sides tightly, while he only had a bath towel on his body.

He quickly tightened the bath towel around his waist. If it fell off, it would be a big loss.

Looking at Park Ji-yeon again, he looked surprised.

"Wow!" (▽)

What a guy! Both eyes are shining!

No wonder Zhien is so impatient, it's really something.

Li Mingxi hurriedly raised his hand and crossed his arms to protect him: "What's your expression? Don't go too far, turn off the lights quickly."

Seeing this, Park Ji-yeon burst into laughter: "Haha! Mingxioba, okay, don't you look like a chaste man? You have so many women, are you still afraid of being looked at by girls?"

When he heard this, the scumbag became anxious: "Slander! I will sue you for slander! What do you mean that I have so many women? I love the party purely! How many women can I have?"

Upon hearing this, Park Ji-yeon directly counted on his fingers: "Inna Ouni, Shirley, Ji-eun, I know there are three of them, are there still fewer ones?"

Why does Park Ji-yeon know about Shirley's existence? Lee Ming-hee knows why, and Park Ji-yeon also knows why.

After all, Li Mingxi may have many bodyguards. Park Ji-yeon probably thought that Li Mingxi and Shirley had been discovered by Li Mingxi from the beginning when she followed and secretly filmed Li Mingxi with Lee Ji-eun last night.

The two of them tacitly understood this.

Hearing Park Ji-yeon's words, Lee Ming-hee spread her hands: "Those are not all my women."

"Aren't they all your women?" Park Ji-yeon raised his eyebrows: "Does this mean that you don't want to be responsible?"

Park Ji-yeon tilted his head slightly, stared at Lee Mingxi with his eyes slanted, giving him a little look of contempt.

Seeing this, Li Mingxi said helplessly: "It's wrong. It's not that I don't want to be responsible. It's because Zhien didn't want me to be responsible. I'm just a temporary necessity for her."

"What about her to you?"

Li Mingxi thought for a moment: "She... is a passerby in my life for the time being."

"temporary?"

"Everything is possible, who knows what will happen in the future, right?"

"Well...that's true."

It has to be admitted that compared with ordinary people, some people in the entertainment industry and some rich people are particularly open to certain things.

So what will happen in the future is really not sure.

Shrugged and smiled, Park Ji-yeon walked to the sofa and sat down, then patted the seat next to him, and said to Lee Ming-hee: "Ming-hee Oba, are you not here to sit?"

It's so close that I'm afraid something will happen to sit down!

Li Mingxi waved his hand quickly: "Don't sit anymore. If you have anything, just say it. If you are fine, I will go back to my room to sleep."

What are you talking about?

Park Ji-yeon thought for a while and suddenly said, "Ah! By the way, I have heard your catchphrase many times when I was in China, so are you a rich second generation in China?"

I want to be so!

Li Mingxi frowned and replied: "Theoretically, I am still a Chinese at present."

Chinese!

Park Ji-yeon's heart moved, responded on the surface, nodded, and then began to look at Lee Ming-hee up and down, her eyes becoming more and more aggressive.

Is this a sudden infatuation?

Li Mingxi said helplessly: "Hey hey! Keep it calm, your saliva is almost flowing out!"

"Haha! But seriously, Mingxiopa, your muscle lines are so beautiful, but your skin is a little white. If you can turn into bronze and have a skull or demon wings tattooed, you will definitely be very handsome. Don't you think about it?"

Li Mingxi immediately refused: "No, I'm a good boy."

Upon hearing this, Park Ji-yeon immediately cast a contemptuous look at him: "If you are afraid of pain, you say you are afraid of pain. Fortunately, the child is shy!"

"What's so scary about pain? But tattoos... I don't like them anyway."

"real?"

"Of course it's true."

Park Ji-yeon nodded, then stood up and smiled slightly at Lee Ming-hee, raised his hand and unbuttoned the belt of his nightgown.

Is this going to start seducing? It's time to do so, Lee Mingxi turned around, but he is still suspecting that Park Ji-yeon and the Gangdong Sect are in the same group, so he wants to see what tricks Park Ji-yeon can play.

Don't worry, play with her!

I unbuttoned my belt and took off my nightgown. There was a translucent sling nightgown with a gauze and a set of underwear inside!

Wear so much?!

Seeing Li Mingxi's unexpected look, Park Ji-yeon's face turned slightly red and a naughty smile: "Hehehe~ Are you disappointed?"

To be honest, Li Mingxi was indeed a little disappointed at first, but soon he discovered the point - tattoo.

"Can you see clearly? Do you want me to take off my nightgown?"

As he said that, Park Ji-yeon walked to Lee Ming-hee and walked around in front of him.

Shoulders, spine, butterfly bones, chest, abdomen, hips, waist and hips!

Park Ji-yeon actually has tattoos of all sizes all over his body.

The most important thing is that most of the parts of her tattoo are parts with strong pain!

After walking around in front of Lee Mingxi, Park Ji-yeon asked with a smile: "How about it? Are these tattoos beautiful?"

The expression seemed to be a little proud, and the meaning seemed to be to refute Li Mingxi's discrimination against tattoos with practical actions.

But Li Mingxi felt a little uncomfortable, especially after thinking about Tara's experience, he felt that Park Ji-yeon had so many tattoos, and she was definitely not just because she liked her.

Did you mean to let me see it and want to arouse my sympathy?

Don't worry, I will cooperate very well.

"Mingxiopa, you..."

Seeing that Li Mingxi was watching her stop talking, Park Ji-yeon was a little nervous. She was about to ask Li Mingxi what was wrong, but before she could finish her words, she was held in her arms by Li Mingxi.

"It hurts very much, right?"

The hug was very light and the voice was very light, but Park Ji-yeon felt sympathy and heartache from it.

My heart trembled, Park Ji-yeon also hugged Lee Mingxi with both hands, leaned her cheek against his shoulder, and choked and said, "It doesn't hurt, it's quite refreshing."

Feeling Park Ji-yeon's tears flowing on his shoulders, Lee Ming-hee raised her hand and gently touched her head, saying softly: "There are many ways to decompress. For example, traveling around, burning incense and bathing, eating delicious food, watching comedy, listening to music, and you can buy some beer bottles and ceramic jars, all of which are smashed!

No matter what you do, there is no need to attack your body."

Park Ji-yeon sobbed and shook her head slightly: "Mingshi Oba, do you know what I have experienced?"

"Well..." Li Mingxi thought about it carefully: "I probably heard of some."

"So, do you think this world will be better?"
Chapter completed!
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