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

Chapter 143 Didn’t Turn into Stone Today (44)

"What did you do today?"

Ding Bao asked casually.

Jinting took a sip of the soup and answered seriously.

"I went to the next town and looked for a house."

"Are you sure you want to move?"

Jinting thought about it.

"Well, in the last few days, you pack up your things."

"Hey... I haven't used the paint you brought me yet."

Jinting raised her head and faced Ding Bao.

"You can take those paints to your new residence."

"Um……"

Ding Bao stopped talking, chatted with Jinting a few more words, got up and went upstairs.

In the room, she took out several buckets of paint from the corner of the wall, lit the kerosene lamp in the room, and cast the light on the wall opposite the bed.

Ding Bao spread a blanket on the ground, and pushed the cabinet next to the bed to the corner, and she put the paints on the cabinet.

Before Bazahei could figure out what she was doing, he watched Ding Bao jump up while supporting the cabinet with both hands. In the next second, she jumped onto the tall cabinet like a cat.

The lithe girl moved slowly on the tall cabinet. Her body seemed to be trembling a little, her slender and straight legs slightly passed by, and the cabinet shook tremblingly, which made people feel frightened.

Ding Bao is afraid of heights, and Bazahei doesn't understand why she is so tall.

"You be careful."

"If you fall, you will benefit from falling."

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Bazahei thought she was going to use bitter tricks.

Ding Bao sighed, and silently forgave the stupidity of the thing in his head from the bottom of his heart.

"I mean, if you fall, it's not in vain. Normally I wouldn't let myself fall."

But for all possible accidents, Ding Bao has to think clearly about the solutions in her heart. In short, she has to use them no matter whether they are good or bad.

Fortunately, the cabinet is not particularly high. After shaking for a while, Ding Bao got used to it a little, and finally he was able to stand firmly on the cabinet.

She bent down, pried off the lid of the paint bucket, and began to mix the colors.

It was a pure yellow, gently stirred and circulated in the barrel, the rich and pungent smell made Ding Bao couldn't help sniffing, she stretched out her hand and rubbed it casually, a little yellow paint was stained on the tip of her nose, very The well-proportioned, upturned nose is more agile and lovely.

Ding Bao didn't care about these things, picked up a wall brush, soaked the brush head with paint generously, then raised the brush and waved it on the wall at will.

A dazzling yellow, very bright, like the color of sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Bao continued to sway the paint widely, her movements seemed chaotic, but she did it seriously, with light in her eyes, very bright.

Bazahei thought about it carefully, and after a long while, it realized it later.

Ding Bao is obviously bad, but it makes people feel that she is bad and honest because of her eyes.

Clear, clean, and before thinking about doing bad things, it is as quiet and clear as a lake, making it hard to hate.

Although, Ding Bao's mind is full of bad intentions.

But Bazahei didn't hate her.

Even because of his inherently slow reaction, Ding Bao's wisdom and closeness to monsters are even more out of reach for him.

He didn't say a word, watching Ding Bao wantonly leave large patches of yellow on the front wall.

She didn't sleep all night.

The next day, when the first rays of sunlight shone in from the window in the morning, the huge bedroom was already filled with colors.

There are not many decorations in the room, except for a huge bed, the rest are some old decorations.

(End of this chapter)