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

He Xiangwan taught her for a few days, only to realize that she really had no talent for musical instruments, and she couldn't learn them no matter what. www>

The sound that comes out is like the long roar of a train, like the howl of a pig waiting to be slaughtered, piercing and sad.

She remembered her unprecedented setbacks at that time, but He Xiangwan sat gracefully next to her, and joked with her: "Forget it, don't learn to play the flute, learn to play the flute..."

The flute sound is generally clear and cheerful, but the Xiao sound is mostly sad and lingering.

When He Xiangwan said this, he didn't think much about it. [

Luo Qingyu, a half-rotten girl who often surfs the Internet and understands countless ambiguities in Internet terms, thinks wrong, without saying a word, she pushes He Xiangwan down to teach him a lesson, and tickles his itch...

When not performing missions, Luo Qingyu did not use martial arts lightly in order to avoid revealing her identity as an agent. She has always been like an ordinary little girl who likes to act like a baby, likes delicious food, and likes to lie in bed...

, and He Xiangwan obviously talked to her, hiding his kung fu, and looked like an ordinary and elegant college student.

Just laughing and making noise like this, the two of them rolled together for some reason, and only after their first time can they live together in the future...

There seems to be a silk thread in the bottom of my heart, and the pain spreads on the tip of my heart...

Luo Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, shook her head, with a wry smile on her lips.

Now that things have happened, she can only sigh inwardly that it's a trick of good fortune.

She and He Xiangwan were in two hostile camps, and they were destined not to have a good result. If she didn't know He Xiangwan, how could she have traveled through today?

She casually picked up another scarlet leaf, crushed it in her palm and blew it, scattered scattered leaves...

"The princess is so at ease, do you like it here?" A clear and magnetic voice sounded beside her ears.

Luo Qingyu glanced sideways, and came to her in a blue robe.It was that Prince Jing.

Luo Qingyu's heart sank, she subconsciously didn't want to have a deep friendship with this suave prince.

She smiled: "The scenery here is very beautiful, and the prince's flute is really good, it matches the landscape."

Yunyin Lianyue smiled leisurely, and tapped her palm with a jasper-like flute: "The princess's song is also very good, I can't tell where the folk tune is."

Luo Qingyu's heart sank suddenly, although her car and Prince Jing's car were adjacent to each other.

But when she hummed casually, her voice was not loud. Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes and wheels rolling over stone slabs, even the guards outside the carriage didn't hear it, but she didn't expect to be heard by Prince Jing who was driving behind her. go!

This prince has good ears!

I heard that although this prince is obsessed with having fun, he is a genius of mind power. His mind power has reached the seventh level, which is two levels higher than the crown prince. Sure enough, he should not be underestimated!

Luo Qingyu smiled lazily: "It's just humming a few words casually, it's not elegant, and it's not the same as the prince's flute."

Yun Yin's moon-like pupils flashed, focusing on Luo Qingyu, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he shook his head slightly: "The voice of the princess is very good, and the song I hummed just now is even more beautiful, Although the lyrics are straightforward, they do not have a refreshing feeling, which makes people feel refreshed, where did the princess learn this song from?"

Isn't this gentle and refined prince trying to talk about himself again?

Naturally, Luo Qingyu didn't want to tell the truth, so she stretched out her hand, covered her small mouth and yawned, giving him an ambiguous answer.