Take Over The World

"This is crazy," Qing Chen said at the cling-wrapped patch of skin on his chest. He was standing in front of the whole wall of mirror.

Feng Xuan clutched on his arm. "Do you like it?"

The zigzag road which he guessed was the coiled body of the dragon around the stem. The curve of the clouds were the petals of the flowers. The dragon was in black and the rose was inked in red. "It looks great."

Feng Xuan giggled. "I told you you'd like it."

"Can I see yours?" He spun her around. They had given her a temporary backless shirt that was tied on the nape of her neck and her waist.

Feng Xuan looked over her shoulder and looked at the finished product. She couldn't help but grin. It turned out better than she thought. The tattoo covered her spine, the scales of the dragon were like her own. In the middle, the red rose bloomed. "It's pretty."

"It suits you." Qing Chen trailed his finger on her side and made her shiver. "Owning up to being a Qing."