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

Feiyue in her previous life fell in love with him very easily. Before he realized it, she loved him to the death, deeply, humblely, without self...

He thought it would be easy in this life, but he didn't expect to kick it hard on the iron plate!

She is clearly right in front of his eyes, but the distance between him and him seems to be tens of thousands of miles away. He doesn't know how to get close, but she doesn't even bother to get close, and keeps getting further and further away...

Although Feng Xiaoxun has always been flirtatious, and there are always beauties around him, almost all of them are chasing after him. He is only responsible for picking and choosing to meet his physical needs. Even if he fell in love with Feiyue later, at the beginning, he was It was Fei Yue who chased after him

He has never chased a girl before, facing Fang Xiyan, although he really wanted to get along with her, he didn't know what to do to make her fall in love with him again.

He abruptly moved his eyes away from Fang Xiyan, and casually took a vermilion fruit and stuffed it into Ah Zi's mouth: "Hey, eat it."

The vermilion fruit tastes delicious, Ah Zi Ying lips bit it gently, the light red juice stained her lips like dewdrops, making her heart as sweet as drinking honey...

Feng Xiaoxun's pampering and pampering for her for more than a hour also made her heart ecstatic, and her courage grew a lot. She glanced at Fang Xiyan next to her, and suddenly smiled, wrapping her hands gently around Feng Xiaoxun's waist, She said coquettishly, "Master Mojun, since this person is your prisoner, she is not worthy of wearing that noble green color, let her change, don't spoil this color..."

Fang Xiyan paused for holding the flagon's hand, and sneered in her heart, thinking that she cares about this green color?

What she hates the most now is this color!If you don't have clothes of other colors, if you ask her to wear them, she won't wear them!

She said lightly: "I also hate this color. You asked your Lord Mojun to return my original clothes to me and let me change this green skin. I am still grateful!"

Feng Xiaoxun's expression changed, the smile that had been hanging on his face suddenly disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "You really hate green?" His voice was as cold as ice.

"That's right! I hate this color the most!" Fang Xiyan pursed her lips.Who is always forced to wear clothes of one color, even if he doesn't hate that color at first, under the influence of rebellious psychology, he will become extremely annoying

"Bang!" The golden cup in Feng Xiaoxun's hand was completely crushed by him, and the liquid flowed down his palm. He looked at Fang Xiyan coldly, and he didn't speak for a while, murderous aura flashed in and out of his eyes... …

Fang Xiyan didn't bother to look at him anymore, she was already forced to serve wine here, could it be that her preferences could also be forced?