The Fourth Master's Dog

Duofu stretched out his right hand and patted the Fourth Prince's right cheek gently, stammering, "Duofu, is this you who called me Duofu? I'm your little ancestor, you have to call me ancestor."

The Fourth Prince was so angry that he almost laughed. He was so bold now that not only did he dare to go to the brothel to drink and have fun, he also dared to call him "Master" in front of him. He couldn't even call him "Duofu".

The Fourth Prince could no longer bear it this time. He sat next to Duofu and pressed him on his legs. He then rudely hit Duofu's fleshy butt with his right hand.

Duofu ate with a dizzy head and was a little confused at first. In addition, he was drunk so the pain was delayed. By the time the pain on his buttocks reached his head, Duofu finally realized that he had been spanked.

Ahhhhh!

He is going to get married in two years, and he got spanked.

Duofu's eyes were blurred and he didn't care where he was or what the situation was.

He was furious, pushing hard against the Fourth Prince, cursing, "You dare to hit me, I'm going to hit you back, I'm going to hit you back."

Duofu's mind was not clear now, but he spoke very quickly, without any stumbling as before. It was just that he had not yet understood the situation.

She pushed the Fourth Prince down on the bed, sat astride his strong waist, and stretched out her hand to take revenge.

The Fourth Prince looked at Duofu, who was riding on him and acting drunk. He touched his upper palate with his tongue and his eyes began to become deep.

I couldn't help but stare at the butt that had just been spanked. It seemed to be a little fuller than before. It seemed that I had used too much force just now, and it might have become swollen.

The Fourth Prince was still in a trance at this time. Su Peisheng, who was outside, heard the noise inside and felt a little uneasy.

Just now he heard the little ancestor crying, and now he heard the ancestor inside saying that he wanted to fight back. Where to fight back?

He must want to give his master a slap in the face. How is this possible?

This time, the little ancestor drank some wine and became bolder.

Instead of taking this opportunity to admit his mistake, the timid guy just drank two glasses of wine and reached out to do something, not even knowing who was in charge in the mansion.

They had to go back quickly and couldn't stay in this brothel for too long, otherwise if the news got to the ears of the Emperor, it would be disastrous.

The Fourth Prince controlled both of Duofu's hands with one hand. Seeing that Duofu was still restless even though both of his hands were held by him, and his whole little butt kept rubbing against each other, the Fourth Prince felt that he was also a little hot. If he was not afraid of scaring him, he would have wanted to do it here and there.

The Fourth Prince turned over and pressed Duofu under him. He rested his head on Duofu's neck and took a deep breath.

Duofu was not happy. Why did he blow air into his neck? He had just spanked him, so there was no way he could ask for his forgiveness. He would not forgive him.

Duofu started to twist again, but found that he was pressed too tightly and could not move at all. Duofu's eyes were a little dazed, and he waited for his reaction to come.

My entire microcosm exploded. This is outrageous. Aaaaaaah!

I'm going to bite him to death.

Duofu opened his mouth and bit Fourth Brother's neck without any hesitation. He bit hard without giving in.

"Tsk."

The Fourth Prince suddenly felt a pain in his neck. He turned around and saw this little ancestor hitting him on the neck to vent his anger.

The Fourth Prince felt that he was too kind to him. He stretched out his right hand, held Duofu's chin, forced him to open his mouth, lowered his head, and kissed him fiercely.

How could Duofu be happy? He was already drunk and confused, and now he found that the person he wanted to bite came over to bite him, which made him even angrier.

He also wanted to stick out his teeth and bite back hard, but the Fourth Prince kissed him too hard and he couldn't breathe. He was already dizzy and didn't have enough oxygen. Now his mouth was blocked and he couldn't breathe through his nose. His whole little face was red and he felt even more dizzy.

Duofu stretched out his little hands and patted the Fourth Prince's back, his subconscious mind kept ringing, this guy wanted to kill for money, he always wanted to kill for money.

Duofu really couldn't breathe, and his survival function forced him to turn into a little puppy.

The Fourth Prince was kissing her tenderly one second, and the next second his mouth was full of dog hair.

His face turned even darker, and he gritted his teeth as he looked at Duofu, who had fallen asleep in his arms.

"When you wake up tomorrow, I'll have plenty of time to settle accounts with you."

The Fourth Prince took two deep breaths, suppressed his irritation, and roughly tidied up his clothes that had just been messed up by Duofu. Then he put the puppy in his arms and walked towards the door with his legs raised.

Su Peisheng, who was outside, heard the footsteps inside, so he quickly opened the door and followed the Fourth Prince closely into the mansion.

I didn't see the human form of the little ancestor. This should be the one in the master's arms just now. It was wrapped tightly with an outer coat, for fear that the little ancestor would suffocate to death.

Su Peisheng didn't dare to say a word or make any noise, and followed behind quietly.

When he returned home, the Fourth Prince threw the coat far away and immediately ordered someone to fetch water so that he could take a bath and change his clothes.

Su Peisheng had given the instructions when he went out, so all the items for bathing were already prepared in the room.

As the Fourth Prince sat in the bathtub and had his back rubbed by Su Peisheng, he immediately thought of the little ancestor he had brought back, whose entire body reeked of alcohol, and whose fur was covered in the smell of alcohol and cigarettes.

"Su Peisheng, go get Duoduo and change the bed sheets."

Su Peisheng didn't understand, but he was an obedient servant, so he trotted over, picked up Duofu from the bed, and handed him to his master.

The Fourth Prince picked up Duofu's neck with one hand and held him in mid-air.

Su Peisheng originally wanted to say, "How about letting me hold you in my arms?", but when the Fourth Prince glanced at him coldly, he immediately changed his words.

"Master, I will go change the sheets and quilt covers right now. I will let you carry the little ancestor."

Su Peisheng quickly walked around the screen, came to the wooden cabinet, took out new sheets and quilt covers, walked to the bed and started his work.

Even the ears are always paying attention to the movements around.

Duofu was sleeping comfortably, but then he felt a pain in his neck. He wanted to scratch it with his paws, but for some reason, his paws were too weak to reach up.

He began to hum unhappily, and his voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

This was the first time the Fourth Prince heard such a voice and he was not moved at all. He just stared at Duofu in his hand.

Duofu's whining was useless. He couldn't stretch out his claws, and he couldn't twist his body. His mind suddenly changed, and he turned back into the delicate and handsome young man.

With a bang.

His lower body fell into the wooden barrel, and his neck was still held by the Fourth Prince's right hand. Duofu began to twist and turn and struggle, but the Fourth Prince let go in a few seconds.

Duofu's little head naturally leaned against the Fourth Prince's chest.

His two hands were not honest either, and began to touch the Fourth Prince's body randomly, until they touched two abdominal muscles that were convenient for him, then he stopped and pressed them from time to time.