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

His indifferent voice shattered her last hope, and the last trace of blood on Luo Qingyu's face had dissipated.

Slightly lowering his eyes, he seemed to be smiling wryly, and also seemed to be laughing at himself in pain: "Why - it's not me who lost my memory..."

Turn around and walk out step by step.

"Hold on!" Di Shiyin suddenly called out to her.

Luo Qingyu paused, then turned her head suddenly, her dark eyes were fixed on him: "What...what's the matter?" [

Did he remember something?

The anticipation in those eyes was too obvious, Di Shiyin's mind moved slightly again, and he said indifferently: "You just called me to be your master, but I don't remember accepting you as an apprentice. Do you have proof..."

It turned out that he didn't think of anything.

Luo Qingyu was disappointed and closed her eyes slightly.

"Yes." She replied, remembering the bracelet on her wrist, and raised her sleeves: "I have one from you..."

Before finishing a sentence, he paused again!

There was nothing on her white wrist, and the jet-black bracelet that she couldn't take off no matter how hard she tried before was gone!

Did it go to the upper arm?

Luo Qingyu couldn't help but rolled up her sleeves again, revealing Bai Shengsheng's arms——

No!absolutely not!

That black bracelet has just disappeared without a trace!

Di Shiyin's eyes flicked on her arm, and he froze slightly!

He said coldly: "Luo Qingyu, you said you are married to me?"

"That's right! We were married in the lower realm for two years..." Luo Qingyu replied subconsciously.

"Then—what's the matter with the Shougong sand on your arm?!" Di Shiyin spoke slowly, with no emotion or anger in his voice.

Shougong sand?Since when did she have such troubles? !

Luo Qingyu's heart sank, she subconsciously glanced at her arm, and suddenly froze there as if struck by lightning!

Sure enough, there was a bright red cinnabar mole the size of a bean on her snow-white arm, which was the rumored Shougong Mole!

How did she have this thing on her arm? ! [

Don't say that she is no longer a virgin, even if she is a virgin, she hasn't ordered this feudal dross, has she? !

She raised her head suddenly: "No, this is not Shou Gongsha! This... what kind of mole is this..."

Di Shiyin's long and beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. With a flick of his sleeve, Luo Qingyu's arm suddenly hurt, and he pulled her a few steps closer, almost throwing herself into his arms.

She hurriedly stood up and opened her eyes wide: "You..."

His sleeve brushed against the Shougong sand on her arm, and Luo Qingyu felt a burning pain where his sleeve brushed over. She resisted the desire to withdraw her arm: "You——what are you doing?"

His sleeves finally fell down, revealing Luo Qingyu's jade arm, on which the Shougongsha still persisted, like an ironclad proof, proving Luo Qingyu's 'lie'.

"It's true." Di Shiyin spoke slowly, telling a fact coldly: "If I've been married to you for two years, how can I not touch you?"

Luo Qingyu took a step back, and took another step back, she just wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh out loud!

He has been lingering with her for two years, but he didn't expect that she would still have a shougong sand, which represents her virginity and chastity—— Bleak 