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

Chapter 30 The Daily Life of the Poison Empress (30)

Hearing what he said, Ding Bao felt a little comforted, and stretched out his hand to open the drawer under the vanity mirror in front of him. Cen Yao looked up, and in the small drawer, there were small and beautiful jewels and jade stuffed to the brim. Little things that come out.

These things are not too valuable treasures, but decorations embedded in clothing or buildings.

Unexpectedly, Ding Bao actually hid them all here with a cautious look.

"See, here are all the good things I collected. When I send you out of the palace, I can take these things with me XZ."

Cen Yao didn't speak, and closed the drawer without hesitation, then lowered his head, and gently rested his chin on Ding Bao's shoulder, sniffing the unique and alluring feminine fragrance on her body, with a slight gleam in his eyes. Come lazy.

"Sister sent me away, you are alone in the deep palace, aren't you lonely?"

The scorching hot breath breathed vigorously beside the ears, and the pearly white and tender earlobes were unexpectedly flushed with a thin blush.

A woman is tender and tender inside and out.

Cen Yao narrowed his eyes, raised a hand, and wrapped it around Ding Bao's waist like a sister.

The slender waist is so soft that it is unbelievably soft.

If it was on the bed, it would be as soft and easy to handle as a willow branch, and he could hold most of it with one hand.
On the other side, Ding Bao tried hard to control his muscles not to be too tense.

No need to think about it, this dog man started again.

Her back was almost on fire.

Since entering the palace, he has become more and more rampant. Before, he would cover up and worry about being exposed, but now he looks like a perverted woman.

After all, he is an old woman who hasn't touched a woman in 30 years. He finally got such a delicate, beautiful and easy-to-play porcelain doll like Ding Bao. Of course, he couldn't put it down.

Normal people will feel that something is wrong.

But Su Xiu is Ding Bao's good sister.

There is nothing wrong with the close contact between good sisters.

Ding Baoren.

At this stage, Cen Yao has to be completely obsessed with his body.

She can't stop, can't stop
It's just that now you don't have to rack your brains to approach deliberately like before.

Now Cen Yao is already a raging fire, and she is about to catch fire if she stands still, if she hooks up again at this time, it will be like pouring gasoline into the fire.

No way, the time is not yet ripe.

Fortunately, Cen Yao left with an excuse after staying for a while. Now that the world is in his hands, he cannot slack off at the critical moment of establishing a new dynasty and abolishing the old one.

After the person left, Ding Bao felt relieved a little, and opened his mouth to call out.

"Come here, give me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

The paper in the palace is all high-quality rice paper brought from the south, which is completely different from the yellow paper used in the toilet in the cold palace. pictured.

Ding Bao just stood in front of the window and bent over to paint for half a day.

When she got up again, the sun outside the window had already set in the west, and the sky was getting dark in late autumn. Looking up, in the back garden that was originally full of flowers, only dead branches and leaves were left hanging on the desolate garden. On the ancient wood.

The maid has already lit a few lamps on both sides, the candles are bright, and the characters on the drawing paper are lifelike, as if they are right in front of them.

"Can you draw?"

There is no content in this regard in the data of Bazahei's investigation.

(End of this chapter)