Doomsday Sanctuary

Returning to the room, Di Ping poured on the bed. Di Ping’s spirit of alcohol was even surging like a tide. The sky was spinning for a while, and his feet were soft and his head was soft. He could no longer support it, and his face fell asleep without washing his teeth or brushing. go with!

Liu Bingyu looked at the drunk man who fell asleep on the bed, and laughed blankly. At this moment, this man seemed to be a powerful and powerful city lord with the highest authority in the base. On the contrary, he was a little drunk. He fainted and fell asleep. Can't wake up!

When Di Ping was put on the bed, Patton left with a wink and mysterious smile.

When Barton left, Liu Bingyu was dumbfounded, looking at Di Ping who was sleeping like a dead pig, she didn't know what to do for a while.

From her birth to the present, others have always taken care of her. How has she ever cared for others?

But maybe women are gifted in taking care of people. Liu Bingyu stood in front of Di Ping's bed frowning for a long time, and finally bit him! Glancing at the man on the bed, he turned his waist and went into the bathroom.

After a while, when she came out of the bathroom again, with a moist towel in her hand, she walked to the bed and wiped Di Ping's face clumsily.

After I wiped Di Ping's face and hands, her movements gradually became smooth, her movements were gentle, as if she was rubbing a piece of porcelain, very serious.

As if suddenly acquainted, after wiping his face and hands, he took off Di Ping’s shoes and replaced him with a towel to wipe his feet. There was no sign of disgust, and he was warmed with hot water. After he stepped down, he pulled a list and helped Di Ping cover it. Then he wiped the sweat from his face with satisfaction and let out a long breath.

This is the first time she has had such close contact with a man in more than 20 years. She originally thought that she would not be like this to a man in her life, but after doing it today, she has no disgust, but a touch of satisfaction.

This kind of satisfaction made her intoxicated, and also made her have a deep self-joy. It seemed that she could do these things for this man and made her very happy!

If this is to be seen by a group of young masters and ladies in Jingzhou, they will definitely drop their chins. The first talented girl in Jingzhou, a fairy-like character, will also serve men like an ordinary woman. How can this not let them cry Horrified?

She is a proud woman. Can she prosper Di Ping so actively today, and still take care of him when he is drunk?

This is how she was really moved. From the moment she was rescued, she was moved. It was just a feeling at that time, but everything about this man, like a colorful mist, attracted her eyes deeply and made her It's hard to think of this man in self-control.

Recently, she has been observing secretly and found that this is a man worthy of reliance, brave, kind, tough, wise, but with minor flaws in his personality. Not the kind of perfect person who calls the demon, he will be angry and will Anger, pain, and confusion, when heroic, it is like a madman killing people without blinking, which makes people scared, and when sad, it is like a broken-hearted little boy, which makes people feel distressed!

Liu Bingyu has never been a person sitting and waiting. She discovered that Di Ping was a person who was not very active in feelings. He might have been hurt. She seemed to be a little afraid of feelings and was very passive, and never actively expressed it.

She came to the base these days and could see Yu Shujie’s feelings towards him, but it seemed that he was calm and did not provoke him, and he added himself, Ning Nan, and Ye Lu, who is not one of a thousand beauty. But just like that every day in front of him, I didn't see him really hit that one.

If this was placed on some men, who had powerful strength and held the power of life and death of all the bases, they would have eaten the bones of the four of them long ago.

But Di Ping didn't. She felt the hot and terrifying desire in Di Ping's eyes a few times, but she didn't expect him to resist it for a long time. This is how much willpower can suppress the impulse.