Seeing this, Ding Bao struggled to sit up, ripped off the clothes on his chest and looked down.

The chest has already been bruised by the stone door, and then the white skin like mutton fat is faintly exposed, and the comparison between the two is even more shocking.

It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die.

Ding Bao breathed a long sigh of relief, endured the severe pain in his body and looked up at Su Sleeve who was standing on the bed board.

For some reason, she always felt that Su Sleeve's gaze was a little weird, and she kept staring at her chest and mouth.

However, they are both women, and the other party looks frank and natural, and Ding Bao doesn't care so much as a modern person.

Just look at it, this body is really a goblin, fat and thin, although the thin waist of Ying Ying's hand is slender, but the fat place is not ambiguous at all, plus a face that has brought disaster to the country and the people, if it is herself, she can't help but look at it twice.

"Thank you, you saved the life of this palace, and this palace will not treat you badly in the future."

Regardless of whether her purpose is simple, Ding Bao is used to talking about scenes.

Su Sleeve hooked his lips and smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"This is what a slave should do, but the mother hurts a lot?"

Ding Bao nodded again and again.

"Hmm."

It's going to hurt to death, okay?

"The slave has a jar of good muscle-building plaster here, give it to the mother."

As he spoke, Su Sleeve took out a small dark blue jar from his sleeve.

This kind of thing is the most lacking in the former palace, and the concubine loves beauty, so there are special craftsmen to develop these skin-nourishing beauty things.

It's not unusual for Su Sleeve to have this.

Ding Bao took it and opened it, the light green gelatinous paste exuded a faint herbal fragrance, just rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, and the fingers that were originally bruised and swollen could feel a lot more refreshing.

Such a good thing, Su Sleeve was willing to take it out.

Ding Bao raised his eyes to look at her, and nodded closely.

"Okay, then the palace will accept it, you can go out."

"The slave and maid are waiting by the side, so that the mother can call the slave and maid at any time."

A slave and maid, with a humble attitude, as if Ding Bao was still the high-ranking concubine.

Something was wrong with her.

But there are so many things that are not right in this world.

Ding Bao didn't hesitate, and neatly took off the clothes on his body, leaving only a belly pocket full of bright red peonies and pure white bottoms.

She lowered her head and wiped the plaster on her body, looking at Ding Bao quietly with her eyes down, and there was a bit of deep darkness in her bottomless pupils.

"Come here, help Hongu wipe his back."

Su Sleeve lowered his eyes, looking at the arm handed over in front of him like a piece of clotted cream, like a milky white tender lotus, soft and smooth.

On the other hand, the other arm that was caught by the stone gate was blue and purple and purple, and the comparison between the two made people feel distressed and pity subconsciously.

Su Sleeve didn't move for a long time.

Ding Bao raised his eyes to look at her, his thin eyebrows furrowed, and he urged with a tense face.

"Hurry up."

Su sleeve pursed his lips, reached out to take the muscle cream, watched Ding Bao turn around, and raised his hand to pick up his long hair as smooth and soft as satin and put it on his chest.

The exposed back, the slender red belt is intertwined, the woman's back is smooth and slender, the shoulder blades bulge like a butterfly, and the line of sight is downward, and the slender waist like a tender willow seems to be able to bind the palm as long as one hand.

Su Sleeve stared at Ding Bao's back, his eyes were open and hot, and his fingertips scraped some clotted cream, all the way down the slender neck.

The fingertips are slightly hot, like rubbing against a piece of soft mutton fat, greasy and soft.