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

His beauty surpasses that of men and women. Every time Luo Qingyu sees him, she feels that the adjectives she has learned are not enough...

Next to him was the small red clay stove, and on the table was the perverted little pot in the shape of a plum blossom. He didn't need to pour tea at all. Every time he finished drinking a cup, the small pot would automatically jump up and fill it up for him. dog leg...

There were still a few pastries on his table, from such a distance, Luo Qingyu could almost smell the aroma of the pastries. tu>

The pastry looked very familiar, and Luo Qingyu could recognize it as Zi Sang Hewan's masterpiece at a glance.

It's strange to say that Zi Sang Hewan has been away for several days, but the pastries at Da Guoshi's place have never been broken >

And every time it is fresh, it looks like it just came out of the oven, and it is full of color, fragrance and taste.

But he refused to give her a piece of it, which made her teeth itch with hatred.

Not to mention, every time it's time for dinner, he will drive her down to eat in the big cafeteria, and the time he gives her is getting shorter and shorter, so that every time she eats, it's like marching and fighting, in a hurry...

She wanted to move down at the beginning because of Zi Sang Hewan, so that she could eat his delicious food, but now not only can't eat his delicious food, she can't even see him!Climbing upside down on the ice mushroom, He climbed more and more diligently.

There's no other way, the Great Master used her as a bookboy.

Except for sleeping time at night, she has to stay by his side all the time.

She thought for a while, then suddenly jumped off the window and landed in front of the Great Master, "Master."

The great master glanced at her: "Did you finish copying?"

of course not!

She copied it non-stop all morning, and only copied a third of it.

Luo Qingyu smiled slightly, but did not answer his question, her eyes fell on the plates of pastries: "Master, has Senior Brother Xiang Wan been here?"

Master Da Guo picked up a piece of pastry with his fingertips and chewed it gently in his mouth.

His movements are free and easy, even if he eats a pastry, he can eat it in a calm and smooth manner, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Who is Xiang Wan?" Master Daguo finally asked after eating the pastry.

Luo Qingyu: "..."

Why is this black-bellied emperor pretending to be confused?What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

"Xiang Wan is Sang Hewan, the son of the fifth senior brother. Master won't forget him so soon, right? Well, he has been out for a few days, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Luo Qingyu took the opportunity to ask questions that had been pent up these days.She misses him a little bit—

To be precise, I miss the delicious food he made. [

The great master paused his fingers slightly, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Then why did you call him Xiang Wan? Even if you call him by name, you should call him He Wan, right?"

Luo Qingyu lowered her eyes slightly, feeling a pain in her heart.

Naturally, she didn't want to tell the Grand Master about the past life, so she laughed and said casually: "I think it's easier to call Xiang Wan. Anyway, the name is just a code name, what is it called?"

"What is it called?"

Master Daguo pursed the corners of his lips slightly: "Alright then, Qingyu, I'll call you Little Feather from now on as a teacher. I think this is more convenient."

Luo Qingyu: "..." Her face changed slightly.

Feather?

It seemed that someone once called her that way. Bleak 