This Alternate Is the Real Charm Chapter 7

Maybe they didn't expect to meet in the tattoo studio. Surprise flashed on the faces of Roven Lu and Mason Si, and they quickly looked away.

Mason Si glanced in the direction of the glass window again uncertainly. It was strange. He had severe prosopagnosia. The most profound impression he had on Roven Lu was his curly hair, but the other person was obviously surprised at that glance just now. The unexpected reaction reminded him of that child.

The two faces in his mind overlapped seamlessly, and he was certain that the person getting the tattoo upstairs was Roven Lu.

Roven Lu did not want to have anything to do with anyone related to Blake Jin, especially Mason Si.

It will be unfortunate to be close to Blake Jin and Mason Si. These two people can definitely be called poisonous in this novel world. Anyone who touches them will be poisoned and die.

The tattooing was over, and the sky outside was already dusk. The long stretch of streetlights looked particularly lonely at night.

When Rong Houyan sent the two of them downstairs, he kept reminding Roven Lu to pay attention. Roven Lu knew what he was talking about. He had no experience with tattooing for the first time. He accidentally touched water several times and caused a slight infection. It took him a long time to recover.

After that, Roven Lu became extra cautious.

The two guests who arrived had already left, and a few young guys who had some free time in the studio were busy in the kitchen. In the living room, while cooking and laughing, there was the hum of the tattoo machine.

The noise originated from the room on the left side of the living room.

As expected, Chen Yuxue was tattooing Mason Si.

Inexplicably, Roven Lu was a little curious about which part of Lily Bai, whom Blake Jin had been thinking about for many years, would have what pattern tattooed on him.

Curiosity is fleeting.

Compared to him, Kevin Mao seemed to be more curious about Chen Yuxue's client. You must know that Chen Yuxue has an eccentric temper and is particularly picky about his customers, so that his reputation outside is not very good.

"Brother Yan, I want to go see Yuxue's customers."

Rong Houyan was a little embarrassed. Chen Yuxue didn't like to be disturbed by others when he was working, except for relatives and friends of clients. This Kevin Mao knew this.

Lowering his eyes and meeting Kevin Mao's pleading gaze, he finally softened his heart and said, "I can only take a look."

The three of them came to the door. Rong Houyan gently turned the handle and pushed the door open a crack. Kevin Mao moved forward like a moth to a flame and pulled the door frame to look inside.

There is a half-naked man lying on the bed in the room. His black hair hangs down to the edge of the bed. His broad shoulders and thin waist form a perfect inverted triangle. However, because he is lying on his stomach, his abdominal muscles cannot be seen, but his B*tt0cks are particularly round and straight.

His back is smooth and delicate, with a handsome Erha tattooed near his shoulder blades, and his light blue eyes are lifelike.

If you look carefully, you can see that Erha was not just tattooed, but rather that he had been tattooing for a long time to touch up the color.

A layman watching the excitement, an expert looking at the doorway, Rong Houyan could tell it with just one glance, and Kevin Mao's attention was not focused on that area at all.

The door was quickly closed.

With his curiosity satisfied, Roven Lu was a little surprised. Mason Si gave the impression that he was a pure and flawless flower that could be seen from a distance but not played with. Tattoos should have nothing to do with him. Then he thought about it. I think about it and feel that I am too stereotyped and really unconventional.

Tattooing is a personal freedom, you can get it if you want, just like yourself.

Everyone has different reasons for getting a tattoo, whether they like it, look good, be trendy, follow the trend, commemorate...

Roven Lu is the last one to commemorate. For him, this tattoo is of great significance because it was the foodie who accompanied him through the most painful days.

But I thought Mason Si would get a lotus tattoo or something, because that one was more in line with his temperament, but it turned out to be a husky.

Hmm... Roven Lu thought, maybe that's his pet?

Time passed by minute by second, and the night gradually deepened. Rong Houyan left the two of them to eat. Kevin Mao finally came and stayed there all afternoon. His chest was pressed against his back due to hunger, and he happily agreed.

Roven Lu was also hungry. Anyway, it was already past the meal time when he got back.

As soon as I sat down at the dining table, there was a vibration in my backpack.

Caller: Alex Lu.

Roven Lu was too lazy to avoid it. Smelling the delicious food, his stomach finally began to protest: "Hello? Brother, what's going on?"

"It's so late, where are you?"

Taking the bowls and chopsticks from Kevin Mao, Roven Lu replied lazily: "A friend's house."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and Fang asked again: "When will you come back? I'll pick you up."

"Come back after dinner. I'm driving a car, so there's no need for such trouble."

Roven Lu heard Alex Lu's breathing sinking, and it took him a while before he spoke.

"Roven Lu, have you gone back to Blake Jin's place again?" He asked sternly while suppressing his anger.

The chopstick he was biting accidentally poked the tip of his tongue. Roven Lu recalled that in the original plot, Alex Lu knew that he had a date, but he never knew that that person was Blake Jin.

what happened? When did he know about the relationship between the original owner and Blake Jin? Why does this damn thing keep deviating from the plot provided by the system?

Also, is this Alex Lu too strict with the original owner? He is a twenty-two-year-old man, not two years old. Even if he is worried about sending a WeChat message, it will be fine.

The feeling of having his freedom restricted made Roven Lu disgusted, and he felt sick in his stomach.

"Brother, you know, then I won't hide it from you. We have broken up, so you don't have to worry. I am really at a friend's house. Do you want to believe that I asked him to say a few words to you?"

The phone was put into Kevin Mao's hand, and he held it blankly, like a hot potato.

"My brother, just say a few words and it will be done."

"Ah hello, I'm Roven Lu's friend, you may know me. I'm Kevin Mao, we're at my friend's house, don't worry, we're getting ready for dinner."

Alex Lu's voice was low and very polite: "Hello, I am Alex Lu, brother of Roven Lu. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Kevin Mao carefully observed Roven Lu's expression and returned the phone to him.

The call ended in a few words, and a few minutes later, the phone vibrated again.

Thinking it was Alex Lu again, Roven Lu was displeased. He picked it up and saw that it was a series of unfamiliar numbers without any notes, belonging to Lincheng.

Mom said, don’t answer unknown calls randomly.

Roven Lu cut off the call. After a while, the ringtone rang again. He declined the call without hesitation.

But the ringing sound seemed to be on par with him, ringing one after another without interruption.

"Maybe it's your relatives or friends, please pick it up." Rong Houyan didn't give up and called him so many times. He felt that he might be someone Roven Lu knew.

Just as he was about to add the number to the blacklist, Roven Lu reluctantly swiped to answer.

The familiar sound of guns and cannons bombarded the eardrums of Landing Salt.

"Roven Lu, what do you want to do! If you think that blocking and deleting me will allow me to come to you, you won. Are you satisfied with this? I'll give you one last chance. I'll come to Jinxiu Garden to take you away tomorrow morning. " of all things."

It was Blake Jin, who sounded very angry. Roven Lu calmly picked up a piece of spicy pork dripping with red oil, rinsed it in the water Kevin Mao brought him, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

The taste is a bit bland.

"Blake Jin, I'll give you a loyal suggestion. Go to the neurology department and get a consultation. The development of hypochondriasis will make you insane in the later stages. Treat your illness well. If you come to harass me again, you probably don't want to be put on file for surveillance and investigation."

Without giving the other party a chance to speak, Roven Lu hung up the call without any politeness and focused on filling his stomach, ignoring the suspicious look on the other side.

The faded tattoo once again returned to its fresh appearance many years ago. Mason Si buttoned the last button and put his windbreaker jacket on his arms, not ready to put it on.

"Thanks."

Chen Yuxue smiled: "You're welcome."

It was past nine o'clock, and Chen Yuxue stayed with Mason Si to finish his meal before leaving. Mason Si thought for a moment and finally declined.

When the two came out, there was a circle of cooks around the dining table.

Not seeing Rong Houyan's client, Chen Yuxue closed the door of the room with his backhand: "Kevin Mao, where is your friend? Are you leaving before you have eaten?"

"He had eaten and just went out. He said he suddenly felt a little unwell." Kevin Mao looked outside the door, but Roven Lu could no longer be seen.

Chen Yuxue's delicate eyebrows knitted together: "If he doesn't feel well, let him go upstairs to rest, or send him back. It's too dangerous for him to go back alone."

Poor health affects driving.

"He insisted on going back. We said we would send him away, but he refused and was scolded by him." The second half of the sentence was almost Kevin Mao's murmur.

With Roven Lu's current situation, even if he wanted to send Kevin Mao back, he wouldn't dare.

The terrible torture that he had just experienced in the morning came again, very suddenly, just when Roven Lu had eaten less than half a bowl of rice.

He sat in the driver's seat, his hand holding the car key trembling uncontrollably. A familiar fruity aroma quickly filled the narrow car, ranging from light to deep.

Roven Lu had no choice but to give up. He bit his lip and lay on the steering wheel trying to stay awake. After a while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The light fragrance starts to become strong.

Chen Yuxue sent Mason Si out. There was a pleasant fruity smell floating in the air. The fragrance was sweet and refreshing. He couldn't help but sniff, the smell seemed to be getting stronger.

Mason Si naturally noticed the smell, which was inexplicably familiar. Maybe someone was making jam, he thought.

The two of them didn't pay much attention. Chen Yuxue watched Mason Si get into the car before turning back to the studio.

When driving past Martha parked on the side of the road, the rich and sticky fragrance instantly floated into the car. It was not unpleasant, on the contrary, it was very tempting. The picture of dripping, sweet fruit juice suddenly appeared in Mason Si's mind. fruits.

Stimulated by the fragrance, an unprecedented heat arose in the depths of his body. Mason Si suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the tires scraped against the asphalt road with a sharp scrape.

This feeling was wonderful, and the sleeping desire was aroused. Mason Si took a deep breath, drove the car to a safe roadside, pushed the door open and walked towards the Maserati under the streetlight.

There was someone in the car, but he couldn't see anyone lying on the steering wheel.

Someone was knocking on the window outside the car. Roven Lu, who was trying his best to endure it, raised his head with difficulty. His beautiful light-colored eyes were dyed deep red, and his face had an abnormal blush.

"Hello, how are you?"

After seeing the people outside the car clearly, Roven Lu buried his head again and refused to pay attention.

However, his reaction made Mason Si's heart pound. He thought Roven Lu had fainted, so he slapped the car window hard to try to wake him up, and began to consider calling the police.

Roven Lu was even more upset by being disturbed. He pressed down the car window, buried his head and asked him in a muffled voice, "What's the matter?"

The windows of the car were covered with film, and the outside could only be seen through the front window. Now that the window was lowered, Mason Si also recognized the person inside, and the fragrance was stronger than before.

"Young Master Lu?" The fruity aroma in the car was almost suffocating. Mason Si took a deep breath, his face paled, and he covered his mouth and nose with heavy eyes. He stretched his long arm into the window and opened the door. The driver's seat The person on top lost half of his support and fell down helplessly.

Mason Si's quick eyes and hands quickly caught Roven Lu's limp body, and he could clearly see the blush on his face through the dim street light.

"Hot...uncomfortable..."

The person in his arms seemed to have lost his consciousness, his eyes were blurred, and he was pulling at his collar uncomfortably. Mason Si held down his erratic hand, making unconscious swallowing movements in his throat, and a strange restless feeling touched Roven Lu's hot flesh. The feeling on the skin became more and more intense, and a burst of heat converged towards the abdomen.

Roven Lu's eyes blurred, and his red lips closed together to exhale moist breath. Mason Si stared at that place, leaned down uncontrollably, and suddenly came back to reality when the tip of his nose touched his.

Mason Si held his breath and finally knew the source of the smell.

It was emanating from Roven Lu.