C117 A Slow Person

"Lim Xu. "

"En?"

"Your tattoo hasn't been washed off yet?"

Lim Xu turned around and looked at the wing tattoo on his shoulder. He smiled and looked at Qiu Xiangyang's shoulder, which was wet from the hot water. Although there was a shirt sticking to it, he could clearly see the wing tattoo on it.

One on the left and one on the right. It was a pair