Death after poisoning (61)

Ding Bao tried to stand on tiptoe, and finally took off the heavy and cold fox fur on the man's body, and measured it with his hand slightly, the dark fox fur was damp, obviously wet by the snowflakes that fell on his body.

Cen Yao still didn't say a word, Ding Bao felt the gloomy and cold breath on his body for the first time, and the hairs on his body stood up slightly, obviously it was a warm dormitory, but he couldn't stop chilling on his body.

"Do you want to stay tonight?"

Ding Bao continued to speak.

Cen Yao stared at her face, his narrow eyes were more black and less white, and his eyelashes were long and black, covering most of the light under his eyes.

Ding Bao didn't want to be too attentive, but because Cen Yao's temperament was biased towards eating soft rather than hard, she could only continue to curry favor with him vaguely now.

"It's not too early, if you don't stay, I'll go to bed first."

The cold of the great winter died.

Ding Bao turned around and was about to climb into bed, according to the habit, she lay on the edge of the bed with both hands, then knelt on the bed with one leg first, and finally lifted the other leg.

Suddenly, a large, cold, rough hand grabbed her ankle hard.

In an instant, a burst of electricity rose from the soles of the feet and rushed straight to the scalp.

Ding Bao was shocked, and before he could react, a wide and sturdy back suddenly pasted up, and the man's brocade robe was a dark pattern embroidered with gold thread, which was suddenly pasted up, provoking Ding Bao as if he had pasted a hard ice cube, and the hand tightly bound on his ankle exerted his strength slightly, and the other hand pressed her waist.

In the next second, the world was spinning, and the whole body was directly turned over, and quickly fell into the soft big bed.

Ding Bao was a little flustered.

"Hei Hei, work injury, this is a work injury!"

Baza looked at the scarlet scene in front of him indifferently, silently removed his head, pulled out a box of crispy noodles from the garbage heap beside him, turned off the sound, and opened the shield.

"Click, click."

Ding Bao is going crazy.

Cen Yao, who was obviously out of her mind, was full of the sound of chewing crisp noodles in her ears, and she couldn't concentrate when she wanted to lie down and enjoy it.

The strength of the two was very different, the man's hand was as strong as iron tongs, he grabbed her two arms and held them high above her head, and the other hand began to rise from the bottom, rude and rusty.

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Although Ding Bao is good at using beauty, she always knows it in her heart and will never put herself into it.

In the past, there was no need to worry so much in a society governed by the rule of law, and no matter how bad it was, there were anti-wolf spray jacks.

But now Cen Yao, who is pressing on herself, covers the sky with one hand, her strength is terrifying, and the muscles all over her body are hard and stubborn, and she is useless whether she uses her hands or mouths.

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She cursed again.

This time she scolded the river carp.

If it weren't for the stupidity, forcing him to stay awake in the middle of the night to hook up with himself, how could he anger Cen Yao, a fierce wild dog, for no reason.

Before, he put away his claws and fangs, and he could still talk to him.

Now he is full of anger, and he can't wait to make three mouthfuls and swallow her.

Why don't you scold Cen Yao.

Because Ding Bao can completely understand Cen Yao's current mood.

In other words, any normal man can't bear it.

So Ding Bao's resistance is not very intense, and even if he resists, it is useless, Cen Yao is tyrannical and cold-blooded in his bones, in order to prevent himself from hurting, Ding Bao relaxed his whole body, tilted his head to the side, and motionless let Cen Yao's hand move.