After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 86 The Daily Life of the Poison Empress (86)

"You're done."

As soon as Ding Bao opened his eyes, this voice without any ups and downs came from his ears.

"Fart, what good does it do you if I'm done."

Say these unlucky words all day long.

Ding Bao stood up with a splitting headache, his whole body felt sore and uncomfortable as if he had been run over by a car, especially his heart, which felt like being gnawed by thousands of worms.

She rubbed her heart and leaned against the bed, raising her eyes to look at the scene around her.

This is not her Muhua Palace, the bed under her body is covered with dark purple sheets, which are a bit hard, but the quilt covering her body is soft and smooth, as warm and comfortable as silk.

No need to guess, she must be lying on Cen Yao's bed right now.

The huge bedroom was deserted and deserted, without any decorations, except for a big bed under him and a screen beside the bed.

Only then did Ding Bao hear the sound coming from behind the screen. Listen carefully, it was the sound of water.

"Why am I here?"

Ding Bao continued to lie flat, enduring the pain in his heart.

"Cen Yao found the painting you hid under the bed, he was very angry, so he sent you to his room."

Upon hearing this, Ding Bao continued to lie down calmly, without any nervousness or panic.

Bazahei stared at Ding Bao's face and found that she really didn't seem to care.

"Cen Yao doesn't believe you now, so please take care of yourself and don't make him anxious."

There are unstable factors hidden in Cen Yao's emotions, and the emotions are relatively weak and indifferent. It is not impossible to kill Ding Bao in a fit of anger.

Ding Bao turned over and continued to pretend to be dead while clutching his heart.

"Those paintings are just for him to see, it's okay."

"Then why are you pissing him off?"

"It involves commercial secrets, no comment."

"..."

Bazahei stopped talking, Ding Bao was used to keeping all his plans in his heart, so it was useless for him to ask.

This woman is darker than Cen Yao, she doesn't trust anyone in her bones, not even Bazahei.

Forget it, let her go.

The sound of water gradually rose from behind the screen, and a tall figure appeared faintly behind the screen. He got up, put on his clothes, and walked out barefoot on the clean and cold floor.

Ding Bao leaned against the wall and didn't look back at all. With the sound of footsteps approaching, she felt that the bed beside her had obviously sunk. Then, a strong and slender arm stretched out from behind and slowly stretched along her waist. Slowly upward.

His cold fingertips slid across Ding Bao's skin slowly like a swimming snake. He knew she was awake but he didn't speak, he just played with her recklessly and recklessly.

In the end, the situation became more and more wrong, Ding Bao didn't hold back, and turned to look at him.

In front of him was Cen Yao's gentle and handsome face, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and he would not get tired of looking at it for a long time.

He seemed to be smiling, but there was no light in his eyes.

"Good boy, come here and kiss me."

Ding Bao was shocked, and an indescribable electric current rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

This thief even touched her there!

"My heart hurts."

"I'll rub it for you."

"I want to rest for a while."

"You've been sleeping all day, and you can't sleep any more."

Ding Bao felt that she might not be able to escape this time, but she was really uncomfortable, but the man in front of her probably couldn't listen to anything she said, and bound him firmly and gently, stretching out one hand, gently He lightly pressed her two arms and raised them above her head.

"Good boy, what are you worried about? Do you feel disgusted when I treat you like this?"

Ding Bao shook his head.

"No."

(End of this chapter)