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

She was no stranger to standing for punishment in her previous life.

In the days when she was trained as an agent, she also practiced during winter and summer.

I often practice endurance under the heavy snow or the scorching sun, and I stand for several hours at a time...

It has been a long time since she has tasted this kind of taste again.

But I didn't expect to taste it again now...[

Shaking her head secretly, forget it, she was reborn after all.

She is in the stage of re-practicing kung fu again, so she will be trained by a perverted coach again!

The palms of the hands are a little itchy, and there is also a burning pain...

She lowered her eyes and saw that sweat was also dripping from the palm of her hand, and the sweat soaked into the broken wound on the palm of her hand, which naturally hurt a little...

He sighed sadly in his heart.

In the modern age, she finally managed to become the boss of a secret agent. She has always been lazily lying there to scold others and punish others. Unexpectedly, now that the feng shui is turning, she is obediently punished by others...

Sure enough, no matter where you go, strength is what determines your status.

In front of this great national teacher, she, the boss of a secret agent, might not be as good as a piece of paper...

Just waving her sleeves is enough for her to drink two pots.

Luo Qingyu asked herself that she had the ability to judge people. The average person couldn't say a few words in front of her, but she could get a feel for the other person's personality so that she could think of a corresponding way to deal with it.

But she couldn't understand or see through this great national teacher.

At first glance, he looked like a pool of slightly rippling lake water, tepid, indifferent and elegant.

But as soon as he touched it, he felt like a bottomless pool, full of whirlpools, who didn't know when he would be drawn into it, swallowing up his bones...

Although ruthless, iron-blooded, and ruthless are the basic qualities an agent must possess, forbearance is also indispensable when the enemy is strong and we are weak.

Luo Qingyu took a deep breath, Marshal Han Xin was still humiliated by his crotch back then, so what did it matter if she was punished to stand?

Bear with it and it will pass...

It took her almost two hours to climb the mountain just now, and this work was extremely exhausting. Although it was not yet noon, she was already a little hungry.

There were some delicate snacks and refreshing side dishes on the stone table, and the breeze blowing gently brought the fragrance of the food over, making her even more hungry...

His eyes couldn't help but glanced at the stone table, and he was slightly taken aback. [

These snacks and side dishes looked familiar, as if - they were made by Zi Sang Hewan for her, and they were all her favorite things.

Could it be that these foods were brought up by Zi Sanghe at night to honor his master?

Unexpectedly, the taste of the Great Master is somewhat similar to hers——

She was slightly lost in thought.

The Great Master didn't know when he sat up, and said lightly: "Pour the wine."

There was no one else here, so these words were naturally addressed to Luo Qingyu.

Luo Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, at least something happened.Even waiting by the side is better than standing here as a punishment.

She walked over silently and looked at the small jug in the shape of a plum blossom. Could there be some mystery in this jug?

Is it extremely cold, or extremely hot? Bleak The