Ay......

The sweat is so salty.

Ding Bao rested on his stomach in a daze, while shedding tears at the sky.

After a while, she heard a gust of wind behind her, and the door creaked softly, and then disappeared for a moment, as if it were just a wisp of breeze passing through the hall.

But the sound came clearly into Ding Bao's ears.

She jumped up with a thud, looked at the empty living room behind her, and the next second, her face tensed, and she raised her feet and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

There has been no human population for a long time, and the smell of fireworks in the kitchen has become much lighter, and the stove and kitchenware that were most familiar to me now look a little unfamiliar.

Ding Bao stood quietly in the kitchen, her eyes gently swept over the entire space, her face was slightly nervous, and her fists were clenched silently.

Walking to the back of the cooking table, Ding Bao stopped and lowered his eyes to look at the hidden hollow area in the middle of the cooking table.

She crouched down slowly, staring ahead, where it was dim but faintly dark and a dark figure could be seen, curled up inside, head buried between his legs, head bowed, curls hanging messily over his ears.

Ding Bao looked at him and was silent for a long time.

Both sides were waiting for something, and after a long time, Ding Bao finally couldn't help but speak.

"Hey, aren't you, aren't you going to ask for me?"

Obviously, he was already trying to pretend to be calm, but when he spoke, the grievances and cries in his voice couldn't be suppressed at all.

The little girl was so sad that she trembled slightly with every sentence.

Jin Ting's body shook slightly, but he still lowered his head, and the voice came from his arm, low, hoarse, mixed with a little helplessness and determination.

"Go back, don't come to me again."

The house has been prepared for her, and she has been given endless money to spend in this life, Jin Ting has done everything she can, and now that her identity has been revealed, the best way is for the two to separate.

This is done for his good and for her.

This moment will come sooner or later, sooner or later, Jin Ting has already been mentally prepared, but unlike what he expected, when he heard Ding Bao's crying, the words that had been brewing for a long time were deeply blocked in his throat, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could no longer spit out half a sentence of expulsion.

He shrank back inside.

My heart was sour and complicated.

In the next second, a cold little hand gently covered the back of his hand, shaking it gently up and down.

"I don't want to leave, you're still here, I'm not going anywhere."

Ding Bao pleaded in a low voice, his voice was mixed with caution and reluctance to pain, and his trembling voice almost fell on the spark in Jin Ting's heart, and every sentence burned his heart.

The resolute and strong line of defense in the heart was crumbling.

Ding Bao slowly approached again, and little by little put his head in front of Jin Ting, his voice low and soft.

"Jinting, you only have me, and I only have you, neither of us can do without anyone."

She muttered this sentence over and over again, and her soft words were like soft knives, cutting cracks in Jinting's defense line without a trace.

He finally raised his head, revealing his face buried between his legs.

Ding Bao was caught off guard and saw a strange metal mask appear in front of him, it was worn on Jin Ting's head, covering his entire face, but the position of his eyes was inlaid with an iron plate that could be opened and closed.

The cry rang out unexpectedly, mixed with unbearable heartache, and all erupted after seeing what happened to Jinting.

Ding Bao hugged Jinting's neck in distress and cried loudly in distress.

At this moment, she had been brewing for a long time, and the young man in front of her was her favorite cat, but now she was put on a heavy thorny collar by others, and appeared in front of her with injuries, screaming at her aggrieved and shrinking "meow".

The psychological hints before going to bed every day have already made her like this teenager from the bottom of her heart, and now that Jin Ting has been tortured to this point, Ding Bao's tears at this time really contain five points of truth, and the other five points are her performance after brewing.

She was really distressed.

I feel distressed in my heart.

Jin Ting was embraced, her body stiffened, and she didn't move.

A tear fell on the back of his hand, hot.

At this moment, he saw Ding Bao's deep desire in his heart, there was him in it, there was really him.

Her like, not adulterated.

Medusa can sense the most hidden thoughts and desires in the depths of a creature's heart, and the deeper the desire, the stronger his power becomes.

For the first time, he felt the desire for love from human beings, and at that moment he only felt that his heart was aching faintly, as if something was about to overflow, and he couldn't talk about it, so he could only suppress it clumsily and hard.

"Ding Bao ......"

Jin Ting hugged Ding Bao's waist and whispered her name over and over again, her voice becoming softer and slower.

The sunlight outside had all poured in, and the small corner not far away was sprinkled with a blinding scorching light.

Jin Ting seemed to be very tired, and leaned on Ding Bao and slept for a while.

The metal mask on his head was hard, and Ding Bao gently touched it with his hand, obviously it was made to control the Medusa grabs.

After a while, Jin Ting woke up, and in the darkness he could feel Ding Bao still leaning against him.

"Come on, I'll help you get the stuff off your face first."

This place is not to stay long, and they have to get out of here with their masks.

Ding Bao observed what he was wearing on his face and found that the mask was not tied to Jinting's face, and there was no tight rope or buckle behind it.

Immediately after her, she found that this mask was directly glued to Jin Ting's face, except for the position of his nose, mouth and eyes, everything else was firmly attached to his skin, Ding Bao used a little force, although Jin Ting did not speak, but his body suddenly tensed, and his throat made a painful muffled sound.

In the next second, a touch of bright red crossed Ding Bao's sight.

It's blood.

It snaked all the way down from the mask and poured directly into Jinting's neck.

The bright red blood was particularly dazzling, staining the clothes in front of Jin Ting, and as the strength of Ding Bao's hand did not decrease, the blood in the mask became more and more, sliding down one by one, looking shocking and making people's hearts shrink.

Ding Bao frowned.

She realized something, and quickly loosened the strength in her hand.

"Thorns in the mask?"

Ding Bao's voice trembled slightly, and the tears fell down one by one, and he couldn't stop.

Jin Ting felt that she was crying, and hurriedly tried to comfort her.

"I don't hurt, we don't feel that much pain, really, our blood is cold, and the pain is dull."

Jin Ting is right, Medusa's blood is cold, and her temperament is also cold, so they are born with a weak personality, they are kind and gentle to everyone, and it is very rare for them to lose control of their emotions.