The Girl in the Iron Cage: Lazy Little Beast Fei

"No, I haven't recovered the ability to pick things up."

"Why did you get this clothes? You didn't prepare them early? I remember you didn't bring clothes into the cave." Luo Qingyu was even more puzzled.

Di Shiyin didn't answer her, but pulled out a small bag directly from his sleeve.

The small bag was the size of a palm, and the silver-white brocade bag was faintly faintly radiant.

He drew his fingers deep into the bag and clipped a set of lilac women's clothes. A thick sack: "Come, Qing Yu, put this on."

Luo Qingyu was stunned, how could she never have thought that such a small bag could hold so many things, and couldn't help but grab the small bag and look at it, "This is it?"

Wouldn't it be the legendary bag that holds everything? !!

"Ruyi bag." Di Shiyin embraced her waist smoothly.

The Ruyi bag should have the same function as Qiankun bag. Luo Qingyu's eyes shone brightly: "Is it able to hold a lot of things?" If she had such a thing, she would no longer have to carry her bag in the future.

"Well. Even living things can be loaded."

"Living creatures can also be loaded? How big can they be?" Luo Qingyu was full of interest.

Di Shiyin laughed and took the Ruyi bag.

Luo Qingyu looked at him eagerly and waited for his answer.

Stepping lightly, it suddenly turned black, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into some cotton pile.

She was startled, jumped up, and found that it was dark all around, and she seemed to have been put into something.

She tried to touch forward, as if touching a smooth cloth brocade—

She felt a violent move in her heart, the feeling-wasn't it just what the Ruyi bag just gave her?

Is she loaded in? !!

She tried to scream, "Master!"

"Huh?" A faint response came from overhead: "Qing Yu, how do you feel inside?"

He really put her in Ruyi bag!

Luo Qingyu did not know for a moment whether to cry or laugh.

She is really an action activist. She likes to use actions to answer ...

"Master, let me out." Luo Qingyu slaps the wall of the bag. The thing is soft and not at all weak.

With a sudden flash of light in front of her eyes, Luo Qingyu froze, and then opened her eyes again. The man was outside, and one arm wrapped around her waist.

sweat! Luo Qingyu shook her fist, and actually experimented with her directly ...

She looked up in resentment, but the eyes of Emperor Shi Yin were slightly mischievous.

He wrapped her waist around and looked down at her slightly. Luo Qingyu looked up, her cheeks and his cheeks rubbed slightly, and her soft lips rubbed his chin—

Di Shiyin's arm tightened slightly, his eyes darkened: "little feathers ..."

There was a slight dumbness in his voice, which gently swept across the heart like a feather.

Luo Qingyu's heart strings trembled inexplicably, and she turned her head around; "Master, how many of these bags are you? Can you give me one?"

Deshi Yin said: "What is the difference between mine and yours? If you want to take it, you don't need to be so polite."