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

Although Feng Xiaoxun took her to eat all kinds of delicacies in the past few days, because she had just recovered and her body was still a little weak, Feng Xiaoxun did not let her drink alcohol, but made her some nourishing soup from time to time.

When Feng Xiaoxun incarnates as Feng Tian and is with her, he knows that she looks petite, delicate and weak, but she likes to drink, and she likes to drink a pot when she is free.

When Feng Xiaoxun was with her these few days, he didn't dare to drink alcohol.Firstly, he was afraid of arousing her greedy worms, and secondly, he was also afraid that he would have sex after drinking. After all, he found that his self-control was becoming more and more unreliable...

Today, if the wine brewed by this restaurant is not too famous, the aroma of the wine is too rich, and Fang Xiyan is too annoying, he still doesn't want to let go.

Letting go is letting go, but there are also strict restrictions, the amount given to Fang Xiyan is just the small pot on the table, if there is too much, no more will be given. [

Fang Xiyan picked up the small thin porcelain cup and took another sip lightly, savored the taste carefully, and sighed: "Good wine!"

He shook the jug again, listened to the sound inside, and sighed again: "Unfortunately, there are too few, can you add another jug?"

Feng Xiaoxun smiled elegantly and coldly, and flatly refused: "Impossible! You need to take another seven or eight days to recuperate."

It's still a hundred days after the injury, let alone someone like her who came back from the dead?Although the injuries on her body were no longer visible, there were still many flaws in her body.If it wasn't for the fact that he has been quietly feeding her with the elixir for the past few days, she might not be able to get out of bed at all...

Drinking less wine can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but drinking too much can be harmful to the body, especially her current body——

Fang Xiyan glanced unkindly at the wine glass in front of him that was two times bigger than her own: "Then how can you drink so much?"

Feng Xiaoxun poured another cup for himself, and took a sip leisurely: "My body is hindered, so it doesn't matter how much you drink."

Fang Xiyan gritted her teeth and squinted at him: "It doesn't matter how much you drink? Do you think you're a wine barrel? Cut!" Maybe it's because she hasn't had a drink for so many days, or maybe it's because she really still has a little body now. Weak, just drank more than half of the pot of wine, her pretty face flushed like a cloud of clouds, her eyes were like grapes soaked in water, and her gaze was full of water.

Feng Xiaoxun stared at her, then suddenly moved his eyes away, and casually peeled a nut and stuffed it into her small mouth: "Yes, I will swear. But, I like it! There is no need for my majestic demon king's woman to be like It’s better for those noble ladies to live freely and carefreely.”

He took over the large bowl of soft-shelled turtle soup that was just served on the table: "Come on, drink this soup again, it's a big tonic."

Fang Xiyan was stunned at first by his phrase 'the woman of the demon king', but she didn't bother to argue with him, and took a closer look at the emerald green turtle floating in the basin.