Cen Yao laughed, close to Ding Bao's ear, and the low voice shook her ears numb.

"However, counting the days, the dragon seed in your belly is about to be born......"

As he spoke, Cen Yao gently put his hand on Ding Bao's lower abdomen and rubbed it slowly.

It was flat and smooth, as delicate as fine velvet, and he loved it so much that he went down and kissed the place where life was conceived with an almost humble gesture.

"Ding Bao, give me a baby."

It is not an interrogative sentence or an exclamation sentence, but a simple affirmative sentence.

It's like announcing something, and Ding Bao just needs to know.

It seems that Cen Yao is not lightly stimulated.

For the first time in more than 20 years of his life, he was fascinated by a woman, but this woman was a real emotional liar, seducing him while thinking about other men.

Cen Yao was angry and hateful, but he was helpless in the face of Ding Bao.

He can calculate everyone, and he can kill everyone without burden, but he is helpless in the face of Ding Bao.

With her, Cen Yao will let himself fall, and even the simplest calculations and doubts will be left behind.

In this way, he was betrayed.

Ding Bao didn't love him.

Cen Yao found out and was furious, grabbing the paintings and wanting to take out the men and women in the paintings and tear them apart little by little.

But this anger in his heart turned into helplessness and pain at the moment he faced Ding Bao.

He was reluctant to end Ding Bao's life, because he knew that for Ding Bao, it seemed that he needed this relationship more, he was the one who couldn't let go, and he was the one who couldn't sleep and suffer in the end.

Cen Yao has gained too many things in this life, he thought he was satisfied, but since he met Ding Bao, he found that he had an insatiable desire.

From using her at the beginning, to possessing her later, to asking for something in return.

He became more and more greedy, not only wanting Ding Bao's person, but also becoming more and more crazy to get her heart.

The strength of his hands was out of order, Ding Bao's arms were pinched red by him, she knew that she couldn't struggle with Cen Yao, so she lay down and groped with him, from time to time the two looked at each other, she saw the paranoia in his eyes, and he saw the sadness in her eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Well? ”

It was this kind of soft and sad eyes that made him feel amorous over and over again, thinking that the woman in front of him was pleased with him.

He didn't look at her eyes, tore off the curtain next to the bed, and clasped Ding Bao's waist tightly with the other hand, and his movements were disorderly.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

In the confusion, Cen Yao listened to Ding Bao's low question.

He paused and looked down.

"Ding Bao, who gave you the Life-Sustaining Pill in your medicine box?"

Cen Yao asked rhetorically, but what he got was Ding Bao's faint sentence.

"Sent by an old friend."

"Old Friends ......"

He muttered to himself, and then there was a long silence, and even when the two were doing the most intimate thing, he only hummed low in the emotional place.

He clasped Ding Bao's waist and kissed her body, seeing her sobbing mournfully, the man leaned down and hugged her, still without saying a word, but his movements slowed down as if he was coaxing.

Baza Hei severed all contact with Ding Bao at a critical time.

As an excellent crossing assistant, it has a good professionalism and will never snoop on the privacy of the salesman at critical moments.