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

Chapter 132 Didn’t Turn into Stone Today (33)

The boy fell asleep and leaned against Ding Bao.

The fair and beautiful side face looks extraordinarily soft under the setting sun, and the soft and smooth curly hair hangs slowly on the forehead, like some kind of small animal's hair, covered with a layer of soft gold in the sun.

Ding Bao turned to look at him, smiled silently, put down the needle and thread in his hand, and gently stroked his soft hair.

It is as soft and smooth as imagined, very much like the well-behaved cat she raised. She is lazy and noble on weekdays, and will curl up quietly at her feet under the setting sun, with her round belly As soon as he fell, a comfortable "snoring" sound came out of his nose.

So cute.

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"What's for dinner?"

Jinting, as always, is there to urge her to eat.

Ding Bao was peeling potatoes in the kitchen, when Jinting came over and squatted down, with her arm next to her, fumbled for a vegetable from the bag to help clean it.

The young man had long legs, and he was a head taller than Ding Bao when he squatted down, so when he leaned over to talk again, Ding Bao had no place to squat.

"I don't need your help, I will eat fish and meat at night."

Jinting was pushed aside, and when she stood up, there was still a hint of reluctance on her face.

"Then do you want tea? I'll make it for you."

"Look what I'm doing now? I don't have time for tea."

Ding Bao cut vegetables without raising his head, and the collision of the kitchen knife with the cutting board made a brisk and rhythmic "dong dong" sound.

Jinting, who was rejected again and again, stood by and watched silently, followed by going out for a circle, and found that it was too quiet outside, so she turned her head and wandered into the kitchen, not daring to come forward to disturb her, so she stood in the corner and continued. Silently waiting for the meal.

In the past, he never felt that the castle was cold, and even a little loneliness was completely tolerable.

But now if she feels that she hasn't heard Ding Bao's voice for a long time, Jinting will take the initiative to tease Ding Bao to talk.

He no longer wants to be alone in the dark in a daze, even if he has to be in a daze, he has to stay beside Ding Bao.

The aroma of rice overflowed, and the rich aroma of fish soup crazily got into the nose.

Jinting was already starving.

Even though he was hungry at 05:30 pm after eating at [-]:[-] pm, Ding Bao would still follow his own habit. He would start cooking at [-]:[-] and eat after [-]:[-] pm.

There was no other way, Jinting could only suffer for an hour with a hungry stomach and smelling the fragrance.

Immediately following at the dinner table, he would eat everything that Ding Bao sent to him, but the order was still the same as before, first the meat and then the vegetables, if it was carrots, then time and time When Ding Bao gets impatient, he can eat less.

Ding Bao watched him eat elegantly and quickly, and praised with a smile.

"So nice."

When Jinting heard this sentence at first, she just thought it was weird and couldn't accept it.

But now, as long as he hears it, he will be satisfied with a smile.

Going to bed at night, Jinting and Ding Bao said good night.

The two went upstairs together, Ding Bao lived on the third floor, and Jinting lived on the sixth floor, Ding Bao said casually when they parted.

"Bring me some pots of paint when you go into town tomorrow."

"You want to draw?"

"Ah."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

As usual, Jinting silently went up to the sixth floor.

The sixth floor was still his restricted area, and even Ding Bao couldn't take half a step up.

Lying on the bed in the dark, Ding Bao stretched his waist, then rolled up the quilt tightly and looked out the window with his eyes open.

It's only eight o'clock in the evening, she can't sleep at all, and she doesn't have any entertainment, she can only lie on the bed and watch the darkness outside the window.

(End of this chapter)