Possessiveness: The private little wife of the paranoid CEO

The door was a bit worn out and old wooden door, only two were opened, from the outside, it was dark, and the lights were not even turned on.

It is in stark contrast to the shop next door, where red lanterns are hung at the door and festive songs are played, good luck, happy new year...

Lively and vibrant, it tries its best to attract the eyes of passers-by, as if there will be the magic power of the wallet bulging in and deflated in it.

But this store is deserted, if it weren't for the crooked signboard at the door, it wouldn't be obvious that it was a store.

It kind of means that love can't get in.

But it gives people a very unscrupulous feeling, as if there is no return.

Shi Ran didn't want to go in, she didn't know what was going on inside, imperial stabbing, sashimi?

"Don't be afraid, Ranran, I'm here." Lu Beiyan took her hand and walked in, only to find that it was not very dark.

The first floor was like a place where sundries were piled up. There were a few broken wooden tables and chairs, and there was dust. There was no one to greet her. Lu Beiyan took her hand and walked up the wooden stairs.

As soon as you go up to the second floor, there is a hole in the sky. It is completely different from the first floor. The decoration on the second floor is very exquisite, retro style, different from the dilapidated wooden walls on the first floor. All kinds of crooked symbol-shaped playthings.

It's like a room for a middle school boy.

Coincidentally, there was also a person inside. He was lying on the sofa with a white cloth covering his face, sleeping peacefully. If it wasn't for the snoring, Shi Ran would have felt a little creepy in this weird environment.

Who sleeps and covers himself with a white cloth.

This guy is so funny.

Lu Beiyan raised his foot and kicked the man's foot, but the man didn't respond at all.

When he was kicked again, the man took a breath, turned over impatiently, and turned his back to them, the white cloth fell to the ground, and his voice was also extremely impatient.

"Don't open the door today, don't disturb my sleep."

Lu Beiyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"

When the man heard the sound, the sleepy man ran away in an instant and picked up his speed. It was completely opposite to just now, and he greeted warmly:

"Brother, it's you! Don't tell me earlier."

Only then did Shi Ran see his appearance clearly. He was indeed a young man. He was wearing a black, pure black T-shirt without any pattern. He was tall, thin, and very white. He was still a handsome boy. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. age.

When he saw Lu Beiyan, his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Brother, this is my sister-in-law."

Lu Beiyan liked it very much when people called her that, as if everyone knew that she belonged to him, he replied, "Yeah."

"Brother, this hurts a lot. Sister-in-law looks quite weak, will she cry later?" Fu Jin approached Lu Beiyan and whispered.

He knew that his brother loved his sister-in-law very much, but if he made her cry soon, the consequences would be disastrous.

Lu Beiyan raised his eyebrows. He didn't know it would hurt. He also knew that Ranran was most afraid of pain, but if she didn't let her remember it, she wouldn't know how much pain he felt.

"It's okay, it hurts, she will only blame me." Lu Beiyan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

When the boy heard it, his elder brother said it was all right, so it was all right, the store hadn't opened for a long time, or it was rare that someone came up to ask in the morning, but he was scolded by him while sleeping.

He was faintly excited, "Brother, should I make it for you first, or for sister-in-law first?"

"Help your sister-in-law first." If he did it first, she would probably be scared when she saw it.

Fu Jin nodded, and looked at his sister-in-law, who was standing with her head tilted, admiring all kinds of gadgets on the wall. He started a conversation: "Sister-in-law, which one do you like? I can give it to you."

Hearing this, Shi Ran turned her head and shook her head. These things looked quite evil, but she didn't dare to put them in the room, and they were left sideways. She tilted her head to look, and her neck was sore.

Fu Jin smiled, and the smile of the sixteen-seven-year-old boy was like a touch of beauty in the white snow.

"Sister-in-law, come with me."

Shi Ran thought that there was something interesting and strange in the room, so he followed him without thinking. He opened the door and pressed the light switch, and the small room inside was illuminated by a warm yellow light.

The walls inside are just simple wooden boards, without any fancy gadgets. There is a chair and a table in the middle, and there is a piece of equipment on which she can't see what it is.

The boy skillfully opened the lid, "Brother, where is the tattoo?"

Pattern?

This word stimulated Shi Ran, and when she thought of the signboard downstairs, she suddenly realized that imperial thorns are not sashimi, but tattoos!

Tattoo!

When she was in high school, Tang Ji took her to a small shop in front of the school to have her ears pierced. When she went to the shop, she saw the boss holding a gun and snapped it. The little girl who was piercing her ears burst into tears. Out.

She ran away immediately, and vaguely heard the boss say something: "You little girl, you made all my guests run away in tears..."

The dead memory suddenly started to attack her, Shi Ran subconsciously ran out the door without even thinking about it, Lu Beiyan seemed to expect her to do this, grabbed her quickly, picked her up, and put her on the chair.

Shi Ran's legs began to tremble, and at this moment, she clearly knew what Lu Beiyan meant by calming down.

"Don't... Lu Beiyan... Ah Yan, don't... Please, don't, take me home..." The tattoo is very painful, and with Lu Beiyan's temperament, she will definitely not be able to wash it off.

It was as if she had seen a scourge, with endless panic in her heart, her mind went blank, and she felt that it was difficult to even breathe, and she just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

Lu Beiyan hugged her, gently comforted her trembling body, and coaxed: "Ranran, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

"What's the tattoo?" Fu Jin who arrived at the tattoo room stopped laughing and laughing outside, and switched back to a very professional attitude, taking this matter very seriously.

"lby." The pinyin abbreviation of Lu Beiyan's name.

He grabbed Shiran's left hand and restrained it on the table, groping for the suitable position of the ring finger for a girl to wear a wedding ring, with hot eyes: "The tattoo is here."

I heard that this place is suitable for wearing a wedding ring because there is a blood vessel directly connected to the heart. He wants to tattoo his own mark here, so that she can always engrave his own mark and belong to him forever.

lby, the ring finger of the left hand, is not only his mark, but also a conspicuous position, with Lu Beiyan's insane mind, it will definitely not be washed away by her.

"Don't... Lu Beiyan, I beg you, don't treat me like this..." Shi Ran cried so hard that her internal organs ached.

But Lu Beiyan remained calm, with one hand tightly wrapped around her waist, and the other firmly holding her hand.

what is this?To mark her as his property?

Why should he!

"Lu Beiyan, I hate you, I hate you so much... If you do this, I will never forgive you again!" She desperately wanted to stretch her hand back, her fingers curled up.

Lu Beiyan smiled lightly, and there was a slight chill in the warm room, "When did you not hate me?"

The scene was very sad, but Fu Jin devoted himself to debugging the tattoo machine, and finally everything was fine. He watched his sister-in-law's hands clenched tightly on the stage, and asked humbly, "Brother, can I move my sister-in-law's fingers? I need it for work. Just fingertips."

After getting Lu Beiyan's permission, he grabbed Shi Ran's fingertips.

Shi Ran's body trembled violently because of extreme fear, until someone grabbed her ring finger, and there was a tingling sound, and the tingling sensation came from her finger, and she trembled with fright.

"Ranran is not afraid." Lu Beiyan hugged her, and gently stroked her head with the other hand.

Until, the girl's crystal hot tears fell down, ticking on his arm, as painful as touching fire, and he frowned tightly.

Seeing that his sister-in-law had finally calmed down, Fu Jin couldn't stop crying, and his brother's frown was as deep as a mountain ravine, and he felt very distressed.

"It will be fine in a while."