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

"Fei'er, you seem a little nervous?" The breath of the man in red was right above her head, making her heart beat faster.

"No! I won't." The woman in green didn't dare to turn her head, she just shook her head slightly.

She seemed to be a little nervous, and accidentally broke a string with a slam, and opened a thin opening in her delicate little fingers, blood slowly oozing out.

"Stupid, why are you so careless?" The man in red frowned slightly, grabbed her little hand and put that finger in his mouth without saying a word, and sucked away the blood for her——

Fei'er blushed even more, and wanted to withdraw her little hand several times, but the man in red held her hand tightly, and she couldn't pull it back, so she had to let him hold it and suck it with her blushing little face— —[

After the man in red sucked the blood for her, when he looked up, he saw Fei'er's face was flushed, but her big eyes were misty, like tears.

He sighed softly, and put her in his arms: "Idiot, it's just a little bit broken, where can it hurt? I'm about to cry, are you ashamed?"

Fei'er lowered her eyes and remained silent.

The man in red looked at her little hand again, pulled the corners of his lips, and made a beautiful arc: "My Fei'er has a pair of skillful hands, which no woman can match. Well, Fei'er's adoptive father with such skillful hands I can't bear to let go, Fei'er, why don't you just marry your adoptive father when you grow up?"

Fei'er's fingers trembled, she suddenly withdrew her hand, and shook her head seriously: "Father, don't scare Fei'er, Fei'er only wants to be your adopted daughter, and I will be happy at your knees for the rest of my life..."

Fear flickered clearly in her eyes.

The man in red froze, his handsome face sank slightly, he looked at Feiyue for a while, and asked half seriously, half jokingly: "Why don't you want to be a foster father's woman?"

Fei'er shook her head, looking flustered: "Fei'er... Fei'er doesn't know either."

Seeing the man in red getting more and more unhappy, she hurriedly added: "Father, you have so many women, and you don't need Fei'er. Let Fei'er be your obedient daughter..."

He was always surrounded by countless Yingying and Yanyan, and there were countless righteous daughters under his knees, and many righteous daughters became his women in the end, but those women did not end well.

After playing it a few times, he either left it behind him, or was sacrificed by him as cannon fodder...

He doesn't take those women seriously at all, so she doesn't want to be his woman, she would rather be his righteous daughter, enjoy his exclusive favor, enjoy his occasional tenderness...

She wants to get along like this for the rest of her life, she doesn't want to be abandoned by him like other women——

The man in red stopped talking, but her twinkling eyes looked at her uneasy, she coughed dryly: "Father, the strings have been adjusted, why don't you play another song and let Fei'er dance for you again?" How about dancing?"

She got out of his arms, stood under the pear tree and looked at him, her big eyes were shining with a light as clear as a deer, she seemed to be envious, but also seemed to be frightened...

The man in red sighed, with a wry smile on his lips and a trace of helplessness in his eyes, he sat on the piano bench again, playing with his fingers...

"Boom!" An unknown sound in the water shocked Luo Qingyu's sanity. She woke up suddenly, only to find that she had fallen asleep leaning on a large bluestone.

She smiled bitterly, stood up, and suddenly a small piece of paper fluttered out of her sleeve, folded into the shape of a paper crane, and landed lightly on the ground.