Whenever someone broke in, his mother would put him in his crib. He could only see the ceiling above his head, but he could hear the most evil sounds in the world in his ears.
"Tiantian, you are being naughty again, why don't you open the door?"
Long Tiantian cried and replied:
"Uncle, no, Tiantian doesn't like it, it hurts..."
A slap hit her face.
"You are getting bolder and bolder. If you dare to say you don't like it, I will beat you to a pulp."
...
Another day, another person came, but the lines were different.
"Just open your legs and I'll use the money to buy milk powder for your son. Without milk powder, your son will die."
"Brother, can I really buy milk powder for my son with money?"
"Of course it's true. When did my brother lie to you? You should be obedient and behave better..."
...
Another day, there were several men talking in the room, and they were teasing Long Tiantian.
Long Tiantian was so frightened that she cried.
A lewd voice sounded.
"Don't cry, Tiantian. Be obedient. Wear this dress and we'll take a photo together. I'll give you ten yuan for each photo."
"Can I buy milk powder for ten yuan?"
"sure."
"Stand next to me and lift up your skirt. That's right. Tiantian is so good..."
...
At that time, Reid Long didn't know what these words meant, but he remembered the voices and words firmly. He instinctively knew that his mother was not happy and unwilling.
When Reid Long grew up and slowly understood the meaning of it, he realized how much pain his mother had experienced and how much evil there was in this world.
He was also one of the people who killed his mother. He had an evil bloodline and was born with bad elements. This came from his father's genes, although he didn't know who his father was.
During the day, he was a well-dressed and successful gentleman businessman, but every night when no one was around, he was crazy about killing people and destroying the world.
Dark evil thoughts grow wildly, and there is a devil in his heart that makes him do all kinds of evil and crazy things.
If he didn't flog himself every month, he would probably have gone crazy and either destroyed others or himself.
If the mother didn't have to work hard to support herself, she might not have to humble herself so much.
Some scumbags don't deserve to be forgiven. He has been looking for the person who hurt his mother. However, it was not until Juan'er appeared that he made a breakthrough for the first time and got closer to the truth of that year.
After staying silent in front of the photo of Juan Er for a long time, Reid Long finally calmed down. He picked up the bathrobe on the ground, put it on again, came out of the basement, went to the room, and skillfully treated his wounds.
That night, Juan Er received a call from Rowan Wen.
"Curled ears, come out for a massage!"
Rowan Wen often bends down to tattoo people, which causes discomfort in his cervical spine, and he often needs massage.
The two have become friends since they collaborated a few years ago. Curly Er also likes to have fun. Rowan Wen is familiar with excellent technicians, and the two often meet for massages together.
I have been here for a week or two, but I haven't had my hair massaged. I feel a little tight on my body.
"Okay, same place?"
"Yes, are you home? I'll come pick you up."
"I don't live there now, I can just come here by myself."
"good."
Juan'er changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom. It was already dark.
Asher heard the sound of the door opening and walked out of the bedroom. She was a little surprised to see Juan'er dressed neatly.
"Are you going out?"
Curled ear canal:
"Yes, I want to go out."
"Where are you going? Do you need me to take you there?"
"I've made an appointment with a friend to go for a massage. No need to send me off, thank you."
A trace of gloom flashed across Asher's face, but soon disappeared.
"Can you take me with you on the massage?"
Juan Er hesitated for a moment. He was going out with Gong Er and couldn't bring Hua Ying with him. If the two of them saw each other, wouldn't they have to activate Shura Field mode?
"I have an appointment with a friend today. You two are not familiar with each other. I will take you alone next time."
Hua Ying smiled and handed him a coat.
"It's still a little cold at night, so wear an extra layer."
Curly Er took the coat and held it in his hand.
"Thank you, go to bed early."
"good."
Juan Er went downstairs and took a taxi. Hua Ying stood at the window and watched his taxi drive away with a gloomy expression.
When Juan Er arrived at the club, Rowan Wen had already opened a private room and ordered two skilled technicians.
Rowan Wen had finished taking a bath, with only a bath towel around his waist, and Juan Er pushed open the door and entered.
He is a professional tattoo artist, so naturally he has many tattoos on his body.
On his left thigh is a plum blossom tiger, and on his left arm is a full-armed crouching tiger arhat.
The right arm and right thigh were completely empty.
Rowan Wen's name is gentle, but his personal style is completely inconsistent with his name. His hair grows to his shoulders and is casually tied into a small braid on the back of his head.
His handsome facial features are always smiling, but his whole body is full of unruly aura, which matches the tattoos on his body, making him look wild and handsome.
Seeing Juan'er come in, he asked him.
"Why did you move suddenly without even saying hello?"
Curling her ears, she took off her coat and walked towards the small bathroom next to her.
"Hey, life forces me."
Rowan Wen lay down and started massaging, tilting her head to look at him.
"I haven't seen you for a while. Let me see my little angel, the most outstanding work of my life."
Finn Curly sneered.
"Do you miss your little angel, or do you miss me?"
"I want them all, I want them all."
Curly Er took off his shirt, made a cooperative gesture, and showed his back to him before entering the bathroom.
Rowan Wen laughed and kept her eyes on him until the bathroom door was closed, then she lay down obediently.
After a few minutes, Juan Er came out and lay down on the massage table next to him with a bath towel around his waist.
The technician came forward and applied essential oil on him.
"Brother Juan, what have you been busy with recently? I haven't seen you for two weeks."
"Work."
Rowan Wen's voice was a little dull because he lowered his head and lay in the hole left by the massage table.
"What big job did you take? Did you even move for work?"
"Yes, it was a very big order."
He didn't want to say much about Asher in front of Gonger, for fear that they would be involved. Juan'er changed the subject and talked about something else.
The two chatted incessantly, and Rowan Wen turned his head to Juan Er.
Juan Er was burying his head in the small hole on the bed while the technician massaged his back.
His hands wandered over the angel's body. The lines of her back and ears were perfect without a trace of fat, yet she didn't look skinny at all, as she had a natural good bone structure.
Rowan Wen has seen so many bodies and tattooed many people, but only Juan's body is the most perfect.
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