The boy fell asleep and leaned against Ding Bao's side.

The fair-skinned and beautiful side face looks particularly soft in the sunset, and the soft and smooth curls slowly hang down in front of the forehead, like the hair of some small animal, plated with a layer of soft gold in the sun.

Ding Bao turned his head to look at him, smiled silently, put down the needle and thread in his hand and gently touched his soft hair.

As soft and smooth as imagined, like the well-behaved cat she raised, lazy and noble on weekdays, she will also curl up quietly at her feet under a certain sunset, her bulging little belly is lying together, and her nose makes a comfortable "purring" sound.

That's good.

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"What's for dinner?"

Jin Ting, as always, rushed to the point.

Ding Bao was peeling potatoes in the kitchen, when he saw Jin Ting also come over and squat, arm next to her, fumbling to take a vegetable from the bag to help take care of it.

The young man had long legs, and he was a head taller than Ding Bao when he squatted down, so when he came over to talk again, Ding Bao was squatted down.

"Eat fish and meat at night without your help."

Jin Ting was pushed aside, and when he stood up, there was still a hint of reluctance on his face.

"Do you want tea? I'll go and soak you. ”

"What do you see I'm doing now? How can I have time to drink tea. ”

Ding Bao chopped vegetables without raising his head, and the kitchen knife collided with the cutting board to make a brisk and rhythmic "dong dong" sound.

Jin Ting, who was rejected again and again, stood silently by the side and watched, followed by a circle, and found that it was too quiet outside, so he turned his head and walked into the kitchen, not daring to come forward to disturb, so he stood in the corner and continued to wait silently for the meal.

He had never felt cold in the castle before, and even if it was a little lonely, it was completely bearable.

But now, once he feels that he hasn't heard Ding Bao's voice in his ears for a long time, Jin Ting will take the initiative to tease Ding Bao to speak.

He no longer wants to stay alone in the dark in a daze, even if he has to be in a daze, he has to stay next to Ding Bao.

The aroma of rice overflowed, and the rich aroma of fish soup penetrated into the nose like crazy.

Jin Ting was already hungry.

Even if he ate at twelve o'clock at noon and was hungry at five o'clock in the afternoon, Ding Bao would still come according to his habit, start cooking at half past five, and start eating after six o'clock.

There was no way, Jin Ting could only stay hungry and smell the fragrance for an hour.

Immediately after the dinner table, he would eat everything that Ding Bao sent to him cleanly, but the order was still the same as before, first the meat and then the vegetables, if it was a carrot, then grind the time, grind until Ding Bao was impatient, he could eat less.

Ding Bao watched him eat elegantly and quickly, and praised him with a smile.

"That's good."

When Jin Ting heard this sentence at the beginning, he only felt that something was strange and couldn't accept it.

Now, however, the slightest hint of his smile would be satisfied.

Sleeping at night, Jin Ting and Ding Bao said good night.

The two went upstairs together, Ding Bao lived on the third floor, and Jin Ting lived on the sixth floor, and Ding Bao said casually when they separated.

"Bring me some cans of paint tomorrow when you go to town."

"You want to paint?"

"Hmm."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

As usual, Jin Ting silently went up to the sixth floor.

The sixth floor was still a forbidden area for him, and even Ding Bao couldn't step up half a step.

Lying on the bed in the dark, Ding Bao stretched his waist, followed by tightly rolled up the quilt and looked out of the window with his eyes open.

It was only eight o'clock in the evening, and she couldn't sleep at all, and she had no entertainment at all, so she could only lie in bed and watch the darkness outside the window.