"What did you do today?"

Ding Bao asked casually.

Jin Ting took a sip of soup and replied seriously.

"I went to the next town and looked for a house."

"Are you sure you're going to move?"

Jin Ting thought for a moment.

"Well, the last few days, you pack up your things."

"Hey...... I haven't used the paint you brought me. ”

Jin Ting raised his head and faced Ding Bao.

"You can take the paint to your new home."

"Hmmm......"

Ding Bao stopped talking, chatted with Jin Ting for a few more words, and got up and went upstairs.

In the room, she took out a few buckets of paint from the corner of the wall, lit the kerosene lamp in the room, and shone the light on the wall opposite the bed.

Ding Bao spread a blanket on the floor, and pushed the cabinet next to the bed to the corner, and she put the paint on the cabinet.

Before Bazahei could figure out what she was doing, she watched Ding Bao jump up with her hands on the cabinet, and the next second she jumped on the high cabinet like a cat.

The light girl slowly moved her steps on the high cabinet, her body seemed to tremble a little, her slender and straight calves gently skimmed, the cabinet trembled and swayed, and it was terrifying to watch.

Ding Bao is afraid of heights, and Baza Hei doesn't understand why she is so tall.

"Be careful."

"There are benefits to falling down."

"You're not afraid of pain?"

Baza Hei thought she was going to use bitter meat.

Ding Bao sighed, and silently forgave the stupidity of this thing in his head in his heart.

"I mean, if you fall, it won't fall in vain. Normally, I wouldn't let myself fall. ”

But for all possible accidents, Ding Bao has to think clearly of the solution in her heart, in short, whether it is good or bad, she has to take advantage of it.

Fortunately, the cabinet was not particularly high, and after a period of shaking, Ding Bao got used to it a little and was finally able to stand firmly on the cabinet.

She bent down, pried open the lid of the paint bucket, and began to mix colors.

It was a pure yellow, gently stirring and circulating in the bucket, the rich and pungent taste made Ding Bao can't help but sniff, she reached out and rubbed it casually, and the tip of her nose was stained with a little yellow pigment, which was very even, and the nose with a straight line became more and more smart and cute.

Ding Bao didn't care about this, picked up a brush to paint the wall, soaked the brush head with paint very generously, and then raised the brush and waved it on the wall at will.

A dazzling yellow, very bright, like the color of the sun.

Immediately after, Ding Bao continued to open and close the paint, her movements seemed to be disorderly, but she did it seriously, with light in her eyes, very bright.

Baza Hei thought carefully, and for a while, it realized it later.

Ding Bao is obviously very bad, but it makes people think that she is bad and honest, just because of her eyes.

It's clear, it's clean, and it's as quiet as a lake before you think about doing bad things, and it's hard to hate.

Although, Ding Bao's mind is full of bad intentions.

But Baza Black doesn't hate her.

Even because he was born to react slowly, Ding Bao's wisdom and proximity to demons were even more unattainable for him.

He remained silent and watched Ding Bao wantonly leave a large area of yellow on the front wall.

All night, she didn't sleep.

The next day, when the first rays of sunlight shine through the window, the huge bedroom is already full of colors.

There wasn't much decoration in the room, except for a huge bed, and the rest was some old décor.