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

In another blink of an eye, I saw a small blue bottle on the table.

Luo Qingyu's eyes lit up, and she recognized that the vial was the ointment that Master Daguo used to treat her burns yesterday.

Her heart skipped a beat. Was this bottle of ointment intentionally left by the Great Master, or was it accidentally forgotten?

She raised her hand and looked at her palm. There were several red blood blisters on the palm, and the original scalded area was even more red and swollen.

She sighed, took the ointment, and slowly applied it to the broken part of her palm...[

The hamburger got out of her sleeve, and Gululu walked around the room: "Master, this is the room you slept in for a year, um, nothing has changed, not even the faint incense... "

She was still wearing winter cotton padded clothes, but the temperature in the room was around [-] degrees at the moment, so she felt a little hot in such a suit.

When she looked up, she saw a wardrobe in the corner, she subconsciously opened it, and was taken aback for a moment.

There are several sets of dresses in the closet, cotton clothes, single clothes, gauze clothes... There are even obscene clothes, lavender, light green, pink, light yellow... a dazzling array of everything.

These—are all prepared for her? !

Luo Qingyu was a little dumbfounded.

Hamburg bounced around: "Master, these clothes are very suitable for you, you look beautiful in them."

It's not easy to say "beautiful" from Hamburg's mouth, Luo Qingyu glanced at it; "How do you know? I haven't worn these clothes yet."

Hamburg's big tail shook a few times: "Why haven't you worn it? During this year, although you were unconscious, you changed your clothes every two days. It's very beautiful..."

The corners of Luo Qingyu's mouth twitched. There were no other female disciples on Luojia Mountain. Don't ask, she was changed by the Grand Master when she was asleep...

Thinking of her little body being seen through by others again and again, no matter how thick-skinned Luo Qingyu is, her little face can't help but flush a little at this moment!

This small body already has some girly curves at this moment, and it can be seen by a big man...

This is in this era, it seems that she will agree to this way with her body!

Luo Qingyu clenched her fists, then should she let the Great Master take responsibility for her?

The figure of the great master appeared in his mind...

Shaking his head violently, this person has a dark belly and a poisonous tongue, and he doesn't know how much older he is.

Although he looks like a handsome guy, the face behind the mask——

Maybe it's a wrinkled old man...

She still likes gentle, pure and gentle handsome guys, black-bellied and vicious-tongued uncles—forget it![

Anyway, the master is like a father, so she changed her clothes when she was a child...

Besides, Changing clothes is just a matter of flicking the sleeves of the Great Master, and he probably hasn't touched him, maybe in his eyes, she is just a girl with lanugo hair, who treats him like a loving father...

The pair of radiant and deep pool-like eyes of the Great Master appeared in her mind again, and she shuddered again.

This person—it doesn't seem like a loving father, a perverted strict father is almost the same...

Wait, Master Daguo changed her clothes every two days, so what about taking a bath?

He—he wouldn't take a bath for himself every two days, would he? ! Bleak 