Chapter 229: Oh, I picked up a little ancestor

Chapter 229: Oh, I picked up a little ancestor

In a good mood, the man pushed the **** of the cigarette between his fingers into the ashtray beside him, hooked her shoulders and got up, "Let's go, brother will take you back."

"You guys continue to play, I left beforehand." Han Luoqing glanced around for a week and said hello before leaving.

"Okay Brother Han is busy in advance!"

When the two of them walked out of the door, shoulder to shoulder, the laughter and noise in the mahjong hall instantly boiled over.

"Look at Brother Han's fiery look, I can't bear it anymore, oh hey!"

"How long does it take Brother Han to finish? I still want to rub with Brother Han."

"Don't wait, it won't be over in a while."

"How do you know, you've seen Brother Han playing with other women? I haven't seen it once."

"I haven't seen it before, but I went to the toilet with Brother Han. Brother Han's stuff, tsk..."

After going out, Han Luoqing asked the little girl beside him, "Where do you live? If you're close, you won't be driving a motorcycle. I'll walk you there."

Nan Yuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "I'll stay with you for one night."

"What?" Han Luoqing thought he had heard it wrong.

"I'll stay with you for one night." Nan Yuan said again.

The oppressive man beside him couldn't help hissing, "Stay with me? You didn't get scared enough just now, how dare you live with me?"

Nan Yuan explained: "I live on campus, but the school uniform is left with my roommate, and now I can't enter the school gate with this dress."

Although the teaching quality of No. 5 Middle School is not very good, the management is very strict. Wearing leather skirts and stockings and stepping on small high heels and wearing smoky makeup, this looks like a female gangster, and the guard will definitely not let you enter the school gate.

Don't talk about her, Li Jun is the same gangster who is dragged like 250. Even if he doesn't wear a school uniform when he enters the school gate, he has to wear his school uniform.

It doesn't matter how bad the school is in private, but when you enter the school, you still have to be a student.

Hearing her words, Han Luoqing pressed his tongue against his cheeks and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will put you to sleep if you stay here with me?"

Nan Yuan looked down at her shriveled figure, and asked blankly, "If I'm like this, can you talk too much?"

Han Luoqing was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Little girl, don't underestimate the inferiority of men, some people really like your underdevelopment."

After he finished speaking, he hooked Nan Yuan's shoulder and turned in a direction, "Okay, kid, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll take you poor little one for a night."

The man took her to the depths of the alley.

After turning a corner, the neon sign lights on both sides of the alley became much sparser, and the alley was a little dim, as if it was suddenly far away from the downtown and quieted down.

The small high heels Nan Yuan was wearing stepped on the brick floor in the alley, making a thumping sound, which was very clear and abrupt.

After walking about four or five hundred meters, the two stopped in front of a shop with retro decoration.

Nan Yuan looked up and saw an inconspicuous green sign hanging on the doorway, wrapped around the body of a blue dragon to form a tattoo.

Open the door and enter, the scene inside is unobstructed.

The left wall of the store is covered with beautiful tattoo drawings, mostly in black and white, but also in color.

There were three small beds and several swivel chairs in the room.

In the middle of the bed, there was a man of three sizes and five thick. A tattoo artist wearing a black mask is holding a tattoo gun to tattoo an intricate pattern on the man's back.

There is a young guy next to him who helps hand over things from time to time, like an apprentice.

Nan Yuan was so far away that she couldn't see what pattern the tattoo artist had tattooed, but she felt that it was quite artistic.

There were two unoccupied beds, one with a few coats, and the other with two spread booklets of drawings.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the boy who started the attack suddenly called out, "Dongzi, Brother Han is back!"

The tattoo artist opened his mouth before turning around, "I'm coming back so soon? I'm not going to teach those little **** who didn't learn well—"

He looked over here as he spoke, and before he finished speaking, he groaned, "Brother Han, you can do it, you **** went out for a car race and brought a beautiful girl back?"

Han Luoqing glanced at him, "Dongzi, concentrate."

The man who was lying on his stomach also raised his head with a sullen face, "Yo, Brother Han, is this enlightened?"

"Just kidding, it's the little sister I picked up along the way. There's nowhere to go. I'll take it in for one night."

As soon as these words came out, several people in the room laughed tacitly.

Han Luoqing motioned for a few people to continue, and took the chick picked up on the road upstairs.

The tattoo shop has two floors. The first floor is the storefront, but only half of the storefront is occupied. The remaining half is separated out and used as bedrooms for Jiang Suidong and Liang Zuo. There is a kitchen on the first floor, but the three men don’t often use it, and most of the time they go to the small restaurant in the alley to eat.

The second floor is Han Luoqing's private territory.

There are two bedrooms and one living room. The living room is fully furnished and looks neat and tidy.

Han Luoqing took her into his bedroom and changed the mattress in front of her, "You sleep here tonight, I sleep on the sofa, and you will leave early tomorrow."

"You can still play the piano?" Nan Yuan frowned slightly, and her eyes fell on the electronic piano in the corner of the bedroom.

The lid of the electronic piano is open, and the black and white keys are spotless, and it can be seen that the owner often wipes them.

"It doesn't play, it looks good." Han Luoqing replaced the mattress and pillowcase with a new one.

"Han Luoqing." Nan Yuan called him.

Han Luoqing looked at her, his drooping eyelids raised, and the smile in his eyes seemed a little malicious, "Calling by your name? You really aren't afraid of me, have you never heard of Brother Han in Dongxiang?"

"Can you get me a set of clothes that I can wear? It would be better if there is a makeup remover." Nan Yuan ignored his nonsense and asked him what he was doing.

Han Luoqing felt that he didn't pick up a little girl, but a little ancestor.

Taking her to the mahjong parlor to listen to the dirty talk for a long time, not only did it not frighten her, but it also made her more courageous, not afraid of going into the house of a strange man, even if it was enough to support him as the master?

This little girl is lucky to have met a good-natured person like him, and she sold her long ago.

"Wait in the house, don't run around."

Han Luoqing left a sentence, closed the door and left.

Nan Yuan didn't mess with her things, just walked around.

The door of the second bedroom was not closed, leaving a gap. She opened the door and looked at the door.

Directly opposite is the bookshelf, which is full of half-worn books; in the empty space in the middle of the room is an easel with an unfinished painting on it.

Nan Yuan glanced at it and gently closed the second bedroom door.

"Yuanyuan, this big guy doesn't look like a bad guy." Xiaotang said suddenly.

Nan Yuan snorted and took off the Kill Matt wig on her head.

The headgear was removed, and the head of a student with a soft ear-covered ear fell.