"Also, wipe your hair." Liner said, handing over the towel he was holding in his hand.

Perhaps because he had been standing outside for a long time, a lot of snow fell on Xie Yan's body and head. After entering the house, the snow on his hair quickly melted, making his hair wet.

Xie Yan put down and drank most of the hot water, reached out to take the towel.

"Forget it, I'll wipe it for you." Looking at his slow movement, Lin Er changed his mind again. She muttered, picked up the towel and covered it on his head, "Be honest with me."

The eyes suddenly turned black. Xie Yan's hand that reached mid-air paused slightly, then took it back, and let her wipe her hair with a towel as if she was venting her anger.

Fortunately, my hair was thick, otherwise most people would not be able to enjoy her service.

Lin Er held a towel and rubbed Xie Yan's head hard for a few times, and then she slowed down as if she suddenly noticed something: "Hmm? Are you drinking?"

She didn't pay much attention just now, but now she was getting closer. Lin Er smelled the smell of alcohol stained on his body. She bent down and got closer. She sniffed the tip of her nose, confirming that she was smelling the smell of alcohol.

In addition, there seems to be a residual tobacco atmosphere.

Although it is very light, it can be smelled vaguely.

"——Smoking?" Liner asked again.

"Yes." Xie Yan's voice came from below in a dull way through a layer of towel.

"Yes, Xie Tiantian." Lin Er pulled down the towel and looked down at him. His expression was not very clear. "All night, you have done it, smoking, drinking, watching the snow and watching the moon. Are you still planning to go out and tattoo it later?"

"..." Xie Yan said, "I've been tattooed."

Liner: "?"

ha?

Facing her question marks, Xie Yan didn't say anything, but raised his hand, hooked his slender fingertips to his collar and pulled it down until the skin in his heart was revealed.

The chandeliers were turned on in the living room, and the light was bright, making the tattoo on his heart particularly clear.

It is a very abstract pattern that tends toward the flow of consciousness, outlined by many broken lines.

The general style seems to be a withered red rose. The stems of the rose spread down from his heart intermittently, while the decaying flowers were surrounded by several black butterflies with broken wings. The whole picture appeared alternately red and black colors.

Because Xie Yan's skin is too white, the pattern shows a suffocating beauty.

The ultimate and broken beauty.

Liner's eyes were slightly shocked.

Xie Yan quickly relaxed his hand, and the collar of his pajamas covered the tattoo again, revealing only a deep-sleeping collarbone.

Liner raised his head incredibly. She had been a deskmate for so long, but she only realized that he had such a rebellious side now?

Is Nicholas hiding deep enough?

In fact, just looking at Xie Yan's appearance, he would not associate him with the word "rebellious boy". His facial features are soft and he is the kind of person who has no attack power. It makes people feel that he is taking the life script of the gentle school master.

Of course, the premise of this is that he did not wear his chain glasses frame with a strong slutty smell.

"No, Xie Tiantian, I really didn't see it. Why are you so rebellious?" Lin Er looked at him in surprise.
Chapter completed!