The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Di Shiyin actually fell off the bed, and was half lying on the ground at this moment, with his silver hair covering his face, so that she couldn't see his face clearly——

He lay there looking vulnerable and embarrassed.

Feng Qingyu's head was hit by something, she hadn't figured out what to do, her body had already folded back.

As soon as he raised his hand, a multicolored ray of light emanated, lifting him up on the ground flatly, and lifting him up again.

Newly placed on the bed. [

The silver hair scattered in all directions, revealing his pale face like snow, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his lips, but there was a hint of a smile, and a pair of black obsidian eyes focused on her body

"Qingyu, don't go yet..." There were dark waves in his eyes, and his face was flushed abnormally.

Feng Qingyu saw his face clearly and was secretly taken aback.

It seems that it was a critical moment for him to meditate just now, and her coming in not only interrupted his meditation, but also made his heart fluctuate, and his mood fluctuated too much, which stimulated his blood and vomited blood...

He sighed secretly in his heart, turned around and flew onto the bed, sat behind him, pressed his palms on his vest, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up!" If she doesn't help him suppress his blood If not, he is afraid that his old illness will relapse again, and the hard work of the past few days in cleaning and repairing will be in vain!

Di Shiyin's eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

She actually still cares about him, doesn't she?

A soft and warm force penetrated through the vest, gently swimming in his body, gathering his blood that was about to run wild...

He also closed his eyes slightly, and slowly adjusted his breath following the force——

Although Feng Qingyu is small and short, her skills are not low. She is naturally several times stronger than Yun Yin Lianyue when she strikes. After about an hour or so, the violent Qi and blood in Di Shiyin's body finally straightened out and slowly returned to normal

……

Feng Qingyu slowly retreated, and turned to Di Shiyin to check his expression.

Well, it looks much better than before. Although you can't see the blood, it's not as pale as before.

Touched his wrist pulse again, the pulse was beating steadily, and the fingertips were moist——

Feng Qingyu heaved a sigh of relief, and when she raised her head, she saw Di Shiyin's dark eyes were fixed on her, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his pale lips: "Qingyu..." His voice became clearer. few.

"Don't talk." Feng Qingyu raised her hand, and the ginseng fruit plate on the table fell on her hand: "Eat this!"

Insert a piece with a small fork and send it to his mouth.

Di Shiyin has never been forced by anyone in his life, but he has repeatedly made exceptions in front of Feng Qingyu, and with her lolita appearance...

He pursed his lips slightly and shook his head. [

"What?" Feng Qingyu raised her eyebrows.

"As usual, each of us is half." Di Shiyin said lightly.

"Hey, I don't want to take advantage of you..."

"I took advantage of you." Di Shiyin interrupted her: "This one is 2000 years old, but your half I ate is 3000 years old."

Feng Qingyu: "..."

Well, she's too lazy to argue with him, so it's better to be half alone! Bleak Bleak 