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

"You are you, and she is her, they cannot be confused." Yun Boyan left without saying a word.

Feng Qingyang rubbed his nose, a hint of thought slipped through his eyes...

He had saved the god of death once.

But that was in a state of extreme intention, the two sides had almost no conversation, at that time he just said "I will repay you" and disappeared, Feng Qingyang didn't take it to heart at all.I didn't expect to meet again, and it was still in the little sister's boudoir...

Rumor has it that this Grim Reaper is not close to women, how could he meddle in his own business this time? [

He is known as the god of death, but he is not the incarnation of Uncle Lei Feng...

After Dr. Liang's examination, he finally confirmed that Fang Xiyan had just moved her fetus, and she would be fine for a few days.

There was no strenuous activity for the past few days, so she prescribed some miscarriage medicine and told Fang Xiyan to take it on time before leaving.

After all, Feng Qingyang was worried, so he stayed with Fang Xiyan for a long time, and then called someone to hire a maid with dexterous hands and feet to take care of Fang Xiyan's food and daily life. Get up and leave.

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The setting sun melted gold, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed a large cloud in the sky red, and even the pedestrians on the street seemed to be covered with rays of light.

Fang Xiyan sat at the table, stirring a cup of cappuccino consciously in her hand, but her eyes fell through the glass on the red-stained clouds in the distance. The cloud in the middle seems to have turned into a bright red robe, and the cloud dyed with gold trim is like the cloud under his feet when he often soars into the clouds...

Yun Boyan saw that she was so engrossed in watching her, so he also took a look outside, but he didn't see anything Ziwu Dingmao, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "Xi Yan, what are you looking at?"

Fang Xiyan came back to her senses, her face was slightly pale, but she smiled: "The sunset is very good, but it's almost dusk, and the sunset glow is also quite beautiful."

Yun Boyan: "..."

This sunset glow is indeed very beautiful, but he often sees it and ignores it.

He glanced at Fang Xiyan, he didn't expect this little girl to have a poetic heart, but this poem has a kind of decadence.It's a bit weird for a little girl who is only 20 years old to have such vicissitudes.

He took a sip of the coffee in front of him: "I prefer the dark night, the night is quiet, but people are more awake."

Fang Xiyan smiled: "You are the dark god of death, of course you like the night." From Feng Qingyang's mouth, she knew that this person was really the rumored dark god of death...

When the elder brother was leaving that day, he asked her to seize the opportunity earnestly, saying that there are really few good men like Yun Boyan who never get close to women. It is rare that he is interested in her, and she should throw it away. Started a new life...

Fang Xiyan didn't expect to start a new relationship at this time, but she was moved by the sentence that she never gets close to women. Does a man who never gets close to women mean that he is a virgin?

In the past few days, her erotic dreams have become more and more frequent, almost as soon as she falls asleep, she starts to dream, and her dreams must be erotic dreams

It made her feel like she had a fight with someone every time she woke up, exhausted.Dark circles are getting heavier...

This symptom is exactly the same as that described by Hua Baoyue to Yi Lingxi. It seems that even if she has a special constitution, she is still unavoidable. [