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

She was wondering what was wrong with his eyes, when Di Shiyin said leisurely, "Hewan, you go back and recognize your ancestors first, and then you can come back if you really don't want to stay in Linrui Kingdom."

Zi Sanghe got his master's words late, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Yes, disciple obeys." His voice was slightly hoarse, and he finally went too.

I don't know what's going on, Luo Qingyu looks a little lonely when she sees Zi Sang Hewan's leaving back...

A cup of tea appeared in her hand, she inadvertently took a sip, and immediately frowned.

so bitter!This tea is more bitter than Kudingcha! [

She almost spit it out, but she swallowed forcefully, only to feel a thread of bitterness slide down her throat and into her stomach...

Terrible!Is it this kind of tea that Master has been drinking leisurely just now?

His taste is really strong!

"Don't force yourself to drink what you don't want to drink." Di Shiyin's voice sounded faintly above her head.

Luo Qingyu raised his head and met his extremely dark eyes. He looked at her lazily, with a faint smile on his lips, and lightly wrapped his fingers around her hair: "Choose your favorite is the most important.”

There seemed to be a mystery in his two words, Luo Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "I always know what I like the most and what I want."

What she likes most is him, and what she wants most is to live carefree with him, happy and carefree like a fairy.

Di Shiyin rubbed her heart, and held her in his arms casually: "That's good."

The topic changed: "Then since you don't like this cup of tea, why do you force yourself to swallow it?"

Luo Qingyu rolled her eyes secretly. Wasn't the reason why she swallowed forcefully because he poured this cup of tea for her?

Naturally, she couldn't bear to throw away what he gave her, even if it was a cup of extremely bitter tea...

With a flick of Di Shiyin's sleeve, the cup of tea and the delicate teapot fell to the ground and shattered into pieces with a bang; "Qing Yu, if you don't like it, you don't like it, the most important thing is to follow your heart. If you don't like something, you should throw it away without hesitation, don't let it become your bondage..."

Luo Qingyu was stunned for a moment. Di Shiyin's words today seemed to have a Zen meaning, which made her a little confused.

He—what was the stimulus?

Suddenly it seemed to be enlightened.

However, there seems to be some truth in what he said...

Luo Qingyu was touched, she looked at the fragments of the teapot on the ground and the scattered tea leaves: "Master, I remember you like to drink Yunwu clear tea, when did you like to drink bitter tea?"

Di Shiyin glanced at her nonchalantly: "Who said Master likes to drink bitter tea?"

Why do you want to drink if you don't like to drink? [

And silently poured her a cup!

As a result, she is still suffering from pain in her mouth...

Luo Qingyu glanced at him: "Then this tea? Didn't you pour it for me just now?"

"It's poured for you, not for the tea you just drank. This pot of tea is made just for you." Di Shiyin said slowly.

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