Baza Hei had a premonition of something, turned off the sound and picture very familiarly, and then turned around and ordered a chicken cutlet for himself.

At this time, Ding Bao only felt that his head was buzzing.

The cumbersome long skirt became extremely heavy after being stained with water, and the fabric attached to her body was sticky, making her a little breathless, and before she could breathe two breaths of fresh air, the man's hand grabbed her waist, grabbed her neck and pulled Ding Bao into his arms.

The sound of water stirred in my ears.

Circles of ripples continued to swing as the movement became more and more out of control, overflowing the bathtub.

From beginning to end, Si Yin's hand never left Ding Bao's waist.

He controlled his strength to restrain Ding Bao, who kept wanting to leave, and for a while, the man raised his head, and his sweat-soaked blonde hair hung down wet in front of his eyes, covering the increasingly deep and dark blue eyes.

A layer of red mist crawled in his eyes, and his fair skin glowed with a charming glow.

"Ding Bao."

Si groaned and called out in a chaotic breath.

Ding Bao shouldn't, just to save the last breath of air.

The man was slightly annoyed, and opened his mouth to bite.

"Hurt ......"

"Be obedient, in the future, I will love you."

Ding Bao responded indiscriminately.

It wasn't until there was little water left in the bathtub that it was cold, and then he stopped.

Ding Bao lay on his chest tiredly, and after Si Yin tidied up her clothes a little, she called for two maids.

The maid blushed and lowered her head to clean up the scene, and copied the two masters to take a bath again.

Ding Bao was thick-skinned and so tired that he didn't want to pretend to be shy at all, so he simply pretended to be asleep and let the servants tidy it up for him.

At night Si Yin fell asleep in her room.

This is the first time the two have shared a bed, Ding Bao successfully coaxed himself to sleep, Si Yin lay beside her, using the two hands that could move, one hand clasped her waist, one hand clasped her head, and held Ding Bao in his arms.

Ding Bao, who was asleep, only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and her nose was full of a strange and cool aroma, she was struggling with her legs slightly, and the next second there was a whisper in her ears.

"Throw you down if you move again."

Ding Bao, who was half-asleep and half-awake, stopped moving in an instant, obediently lay down in the man's arms, and subconsciously gently arched around in the crook of Si Yin's arm, creating a space for his breathing.

Ding Bao, who was asleep, was still well-behaved.

Si Yin was very satisfied, and after this night, he liked her more directly than the little pony he once loved.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Ding Bao's long hair.

This time, he wouldn't let her turn into the pony and easily forget him.

——

Baza Hei looked at Ding Bao on the screen, and admired her from the bottom of his heart.

Even sleeping can maintain the character design, it's too good, it's really too good.

He became more and more curious about Ding Bao.

How much hidden potential is there in this human being?

What is this level of IQ in the human race?

Not all humans are so smart, right?

The more Baza Hei thought about it, the more panicked he became.

It felt that it couldn't fight the two-legged beast at all, because it only took one Ding Bao to play it to death.

Forget it, don't be cranky, work hard.

The task given to it by Ding Bao has not yet been completed.

Thinking of this, Baza Hei raised his paw and waved lightly on the white wall in front of him, followed by the middle of the empty wall and began to slowly sink in, and finally a small boxy screen appeared in front of him.

Baza Black lightly tapped the small black dot at the bottom of the screen with his paw, and the next second, white snowflakes appeared on the screen.

"Chief, I'm Bazahei."

The snowflakes jumped, and the screen in front of me looked like an old-fashioned television with no signal, and a voice without any emotional fluctuations came from inside.

"What's the matter?"

"That's it...... My salesman and I had a little doubt about the task we were performing. Isn't our task now to eliminate the desire for control over mission objectives? ”

"Well, what's wrong with that?"

"The problem is that everyone has a desire to control, and it can be a bit difficult to completely eliminate it."

Bazahei's tone was cautious, humbled to the dust, and even his ears were lying on the back of his head, and his tail didn't dare to move.

"Hmm...... That's true, I need to ask my superiors for instructions and give you an answer within seven days. ”

"Okay, okay, sorry for your trouble, thank you."

Without giving it any response, the screen in front of it "snapped" and went black, and then the depression slowly returned to a white wall.

Bazahei patted his heart.

So nervous.

It has never taken the initiative to find a supervisor, mainly because it is afraid that he will think that he has too many things, and this is the first time, and it will go more smoothly than expected.

The supervisor isn't that unkind......

Hey.

(〃▽〃)

——

The sweltering season is finally over.

The roses had all withered, and only a thick green leaf remained on the balcony frame, which rustled with the wind all day.

Ding Bao sat on the balcony, sealed the written book, and handed it to An'er.

"You help me deliver this letter to the eldest prince, and you don't have to rush back after sending it, you can play outside for a while."

An'er took the envelope and stared at it silently for a while with brown eyes.

"Okay, I'll deliver it."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Ding Bao watched her leave, and the young girl had a bright future like a flower.

Thinking of this, Baza's black voice sounded in his ears.

"The above solution has come down, the content of the task is incorrectly expressed, the goal of the task is to eliminate Si Yin's sick desire for control, so that he can keep it at a normal level, and the task time is shortened to sixteen months, which means that you have less than a year to complete this task now."

"Why is it shortened?"

As Baza Hei mentioned before, the mission time is two years.

"This is an order from the superiors, I don't know why, you just need to carry it out."

"What reward do you give me for the completion of this mission?"

Baza Black thought for a moment.

"So far, the reward given above is that there is still a week of recovery time for three years of medical expenses, but this reward is not absolute, it fluctuates up and down according to your actual completion, you come on."

Ding Bao nodded.

Almost.

"Also, if the task is not completed, you may lose your qualification to become a fast-wearing salesman, and all the previous rewards will be withdrawn, and you will most likely die immediately."

Ding Bao has become accustomed to this routine of the capitalists.

The punishment is far more than the reward, which makes the slave even more afraid of losing everything, and desperately trying.

The value she created may far outweigh the rewards she reaps, but there is no way, the current situation is for her to continue to work hard.

Ding Bao didn't want to die.

She wanted to live.