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

Princess Mengyue was taken aback. What is her brother doing here at this time?Could it be that they came to persuade her to 'reform evil and return to righteousness' again?

She rubbed the center of her brows with a headache. Although she didn't want the good things to be interrupted at this time, the brother priest still wanted to see her, otherwise no one would protect her...

She stood up and glared at Luo Qingyu: "I'm here to serve you! If there is anything wrong with my brother Miaoren, please be careful, this princess will take off your skin and feed it to the god mastiff!"

Luo Qingyu agreed with lowered eyebrows.

Princess Mengyue turned around and left Tingting gracefully. [

When he was about to leave, he was worried, so he called a female slave in and asked her and Luo Qingyu to guard Di Shiyin together, and wait for her to come back obediently.

As soon as Princess Mengyue walked away, Luo Qingyu tapped the female slave's acupoints with her back foot.

Her movements were nimble and quick, and the slave girl didn't even have time to scream before she got tired.

Di Shiyin was still sitting there, seeing her swift move, the corners of his lips curled up into a smile: "Finally you are willing to make a move?"

Luo Qingyu clapped her hands, looked down at him, and pursed her thin lips into a smile: "Master, it's not that I don't want to, but I'm afraid that you won't. After all, this beauty is so beautiful, and she is so passionate about you. It doesn’t happen all the time, so you have to be addicted to it, right? Tu’er also enjoys watching you..."

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him, Luo Qingyu didn't mind, but he was so strong, he pulled slightly, Luo Qingyu was pulled down by him, and his eyes were eye to eye, eyebrows to eyebrows.

"Little Feather, let me see that you are getting bolder." His voice was cold, but there was a smile in his eyes, and his fingers lightly brushed her lips: "Are you jealous?"

"I'm so jealous of you!" Luo Qingyu blurted out, "I just don't want your motherland's tender seedlings to be bullied by pigs!"

She wanted to straighten up, but Di Shiyin held her wrist tightly, she kept standing up, but pulled him to stand up too.

Facing this Zheng Daguo teacher who is half shorter than her and not as capable as her, Luo Qingyu felt less stressed, so she couldn't help but look down at him: "That——Master, if this disciple didn't respond in time just now, Breaking in, will you have a bridal chamber with this pocket beauty?"

Di Shiyin smiled slightly, and said something that would piss him off: "Guess."

guess?Is this still a guess?

Luo Qingyu rolled her eyes, and said bluntly: "You look like this - when the time comes, you will reveal your secrets, right? If this little princess finds out that you are still a child, will she vomit blood in anger?"

She squinted her eyes and smiled like a little fox who stole fish; "To be honest, I'm really looking forward to that moment. I don't know how she will punish you then? Wait for you to grow up, or... ..."

Di Shiyin flicked the corner of his clothes slowly: "Don't worry, you won't wait until then."

Luo Qingyu squinted at him: "So sure? What if I didn't find it?" Bleak 