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

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It seems that this guy really kicked the iron plate at Fang Xiyan's place, and he has lost confidence in kicking. He actually came to ask a **** for advice, although his way of asking for advice is a bit special.

Originally, she didn't have any good feelings for Feng Xiaoxun, and every time she saw him, she wanted to beat him severely to vent her anger.At this moment, I feel that this guy is a little pitiful.

He tilted his head and smiled lightly: "Master, it seems that this guy has suffered a lot, and he really kicked the iron plate!"

Di Shiyin was beside her, holding Feng Qingyu's slender waist lightly, and glanced at Feng Xiaoxun, his eyes flashed with pity: "Well, the iron plate he kicked seems to be stronger than what I kicked back then. His condition is still hard, and he has already started to go to the doctor in a hurry." [

Feng Qingyu gave him a sideways glance: "I was not an iron plate back then, it was you who tormented me all the time, but I didn't torment you..."

Di Shiyin sighed in her ear: "Sometimes tossing a piece of wood that doesn't understand is very tiring, even more tiring than that piece of wood..." He also confessed his love many times back then, but this girl just recognized her. Sang Hewan didn't know how to live and die, and hated him so much that his teeth itch.

Feng Qingyu looked at him with a half-smile: "You say I'm a log?"

That smile was a bit chilly, and Di Shiyin's heart sank slightly, fearing that the girl would make another trick of pretending to be a wooden tree at night. Is it wood?"

Count him wise!Feng Qingyu pursed her lips in satisfaction, turned her head and continued watching the play.

The two of them were hiding there, and the conversation was also using the technique of transmitting sound into secrets, so the people below naturally didn't notice it.

Naturally, he didn't even notice that, he didn't seem to expect that Feng Xiaoxun would ask such a question, and he said in a nonchalant way: "What... what exorcist? A man or a woman?"

Feng Xiaoxun snorted: "Of course it's a girl, I don't like men! Tell me, how can I win her favor?"

He was stunned again, looked Feng Xiaoxun up and down, really couldn't figure out that there is a woman who can't catch up with such a stunning figure, he said in a nonchalant way: "What kind of temperament is she? Is she quite masculine?" Mage girls should be more masculine, right?

Feng Xiaoxun raised his eyebrows: "Nonsense! She is not masculine, I don't like tomboys!"

With a wry smile, most men in this world don't like tomboys, except those who are relatively weak.

"Who is that girl?"

Feng Xiaoxun pondered for a while: "She has a straightforward temperament, is more frank and kind, independent, curious, and loves to cry... No, she doesn't cry much now..."