The Girl in the Iron Cage: Lazy Little Beast Fei

He Xiangwan taught her for a few days, only to find that she was really talented in musical instruments and could not learn anything.

The sound that blows out is like a long train whistle, like a miserable pig to be slaughtered, and it is piercing and tragic.

She remembered her unprecedented frustration at that time, but He Xiangwan sat next to her elegantly and joked with her: "Forget it, don't learn to play flute, learn to play flute ..."

The flute is generally bright and cheerful, but Xiao Sheng is mostly sad and lingering.

When He Xiangwan said this, he didn't think much.

Luo Qingyu, a semi-corrupted woman who often surfs the Internet and understands the ambiguity of numerous network terms, wants to be distorted. Without saying a word, she pushes He Xiangwan to □ □ lesson, and he tickles ...

When not performing her mission, Luo Qingyu did not use martial arts easily in order to avoid revealing the identity of the agent. She has always been like an ordinary girl, likes coquettishness, loves food, and likes bed ...

However, He Xiangwan apparently had a situation with her, hiding the effort, and also like an ordinary and elegant college student.

Just laughing and laughing, the two did not know how they rolled together. With their first time, they will have a cohabitation life in the future ...

In the bottom of my heart, there seems to be a slight thread, and the pain spreads on the apex of the heart ...

Luo Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, shook her head, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

To this day, she can only sigh for a while.

She and He Xiangwan are in two hostile camps, doomed to have no good result. If she doesn't know He Xiangwan, how can there be today's crossing?

She picked up another crimson leaf, crushed it and blew it in the palm, and the scattered leaves were scattered ...

"The lord of the county is at ease, but would you like it here?" A clear, magnetic voice sounded beside his ears.

Luo Qingyu glanced sideways and hit the blue robe to her side. It is the Lord Yasushi.

Luo Qingyu's heart sank, and she did not want to have a deep relationship with this romantic grandfather subconsciously.

She smiled: "The scenery here is beautiful, and the prince's flute blows really well, and it matches the landscape."

Yun Yin smiled leisurely for months, and the jasper-like flute tapped on the palm of his hand: "The song of the county master is also very good, and the king can't hear where the folk minor is."

Luo Qingyu's heart sank abruptly, although her car was driving next to the Jingye's car.

But when she hummed casually, the sound was not loud. With the sound of horseshoes and carts running over the slate, even the guards outside the carriage did not hear it, but she did not expect to be heard by Prince Jing on the car behind. go with!

This lord's ear is so good!

I heard that the prince was drunk with fun, but he was a genius with mental ability, and his mental ability has reached the seventh level, which is two levels higher than the prince.

Luo Qingyu smiled lazily: "But just humming a few words casually, you can't reach the elegant hall, and the sound of the flute of the Lord is not the same."

Yun Yin flickered with moon-like jade eyes, concentrating on Luo Qingyu, a smile on his lips, and slightly shook his head: "The county's voice is very good, the song just hummed just now has a beautiful tune, Although the lyrics are straightforward, don't have a fresh feeling, which is refreshing. Where did the singer learn from this song? "

Will this gentle and elegant prince come to set his own words again?

Naturally, Luo Qingyu didn't want to tell the truth, reached out his hand, yawned with his mouth closed, and gave him an ambiguous answer.