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

The Feiyue in that dream also had a certain purpose to get close to the Great Master, but it was a bit like her former profession...

However, this little demon, Feiyue, should not have received any professional training, and her actions are still a little naive, and her movements are a little blunt...

At least the method of molesting men is a bit blunt...

The Great Master in the dream should be aware of her purpose, right?

It doesn't seem to be really emotional, but acting along the way—[

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It is definitely not the appearance of the great master in the dream, she can even clearly see the coldness and insight that occasionally slipped through his eyes...

And Feiyue in the dream seems to be acting dissolutely, but in fact she is still a pure little yellow flower who doesn't really understand men——

"What are you thinking again? So preoccupied?" Luo Qingyu woke up suddenly after being tapped lightly on the forehead, with a wry smile in his heart.

It seems that the frequency of mind-wandering has become higher after I have traveled through time.This problem is unacceptable!

Otherwise, I don't know how many black guns I will suffer in the future!

As soon as he looked up, he saw the great master standing beside his bed, his eyes narrowed slightly to look at her, the obsidian-like eyes were flowing with light waves, as deep as sea water, and the bottom of the eyes was dyed with the rays of light coming in from the window, they were gorgeous and dazzling, but they couldn't see her at all. Out of emotion.

"Master, I'm sorry, I was drunk last night, I don't know why I ran to this..."

"You were indeed drunk, but it wasn't last night, but the eve of the New Year's Eve. You didn't run to this bed by yourself, but the master carried you up here." The Great Master said slowly.

A vein twitched on Luo Qingyu's forehead.

Well, anyway, this great master didn't hug him once or twice.

She could calmly ignore it.

But wait!

Luo Qingyu raised her eyebrows in surprise: "The eve of the big eve? So, I was drunk for three days?!"

No way, she was drunk for three days, she has never had such a record!

She also got drunk occasionally, and she was only drunk for one night, and the next day she was alive and well, and nothing happened.

What happened this time?

"This wine is called Immortals' Hundred Days' Drunk. Even if an immortal drinks too much, he will still be drunk for a hundred days. What's so strange about you being drunk for three days?" The Great Master seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and explained lazily.

So, my little physique is more resistant to alcohol than a god? [

Luo Qingyu felt a little fulfilled.

Just as he was about to say something, the Great Master said again: "If you hadn't used a unique sobering soup for the teacher, you will probably fall into a coma for another year..."

That's it!

Luo Qingyu rubbed the center of her brows, it seems that she should drink less of that kind of wine in the future!

She doesn't want to fall asleep for another year, she still wants to practice peerless martial arts and travel all over the world, she doesn't want to waste her good time on falling asleep.

"Thank you, Master." She thanked her, turned over and wanted to get out of bed, but suddenly stopped, her body was half frozen there, not daring to move for a moment.

The great master glanced at her: "What's wrong?"

Luo Qingyu shook her head calmly: "No...it's nothing." She glanced out and smiled. Bleak 