The Fourth Master's Dog

Duofu waited until he nodded before realizing what he had done, and quickly shook his head in annoyance.

He raised his head and said with a flattering smile: "Fourth brother, I was careless. Don't be angry. At worst, I can ask you to pay it back next time."

Duofu just couldn't believe that someone like the Fourth Prince could go to the toilet on him.

Yes, he is fearless and not afraid at all.

The Fourth Prince laughed after hearing this. This little ancestor really thought that he couldn't do anything to him.

Ask him to return it, or he will regret it later.

The Fourth Prince stared at Duofu with a half-smile in his voice, "Let me give it back. Do you think I'm like you? I'm so old, but I still like to pee on me?"

Duofu's little belly rumbled. He was hungry and they hadn't had dinner yet.

The Fourth Prince also heard Duofu's belly rumbling, and had no intention of making things difficult for the little ancestor.

If it was true that this little ancestor had developed a possessive desire for him, he would be so happy that how could he be angry?

When Su Peisheng heard a shout from inside the house, he immediately asked someone to go downstairs and prepare bathing supplies.

Su Peisheng was also puzzled. Why did he need to take a bath at this time?

Wasn't he sleeping just now? He was standing outside the whole time, and nothing happened that shouldn't have happened.

Why does my master have mysophobia?

It shouldn't be.

There was only the little ancestor in the room, and the master's cleanliness obsession was of no use to the little ancestor.

At first he thought it was time to prepare dinner, and he almost asked someone to bring back the food that had been prepared long ago, but it didn't matter.

My little ancestor must eat first.

The Fourth Prince was bathing and changing clothes behind the screen, while Duofu was already sitting at the table, eating meat with relish, with no intention of waiting for his owner.

When the Fourth Prince changed into new clothes and came out, he saw Duofu holding a chicken thigh on the table and gnawing on it. The dog's fur was covered with juice and oil stains, which gave him a headache.

The Fourth Prince glared fiercely at Su Peisheng who was standing next to him. Why was he looking at this little ancestor?

Su Peisheng felt very wronged. He wanted to help tear it apart, but this little ancestor wouldn't let him.

He also said seriously that chicken legs are delicious only if you eat them one by one, and that you should hold them with your claws and chew them yourself.

How could he dare to take action and stop them? Even his master might not dare to do so, let alone him, Su Peisheng, so he didn't have the courage.

The Fourth Prince also knew that it was not Su Peisheng's fault, but he could not glare at anyone else except Su Peisheng, so he just glared at him fiercely and didn't say anything. Sometimes Su Peisheng would encounter unexpected misfortunes for no apparent reason.

But what can be done? He is the master's personal servant, who else can he stare at?

The Fourth Prince was sitting aside. When he saw Duofu sitting on the table and struggling with the chicken leg, he felt a little headache at first, but now after looking at it a few more times, he didn't feel it was so unbearable.

This little ancestor of his is quite cute and interesting. He is so lively even when chewing a chicken leg.

The stains on his body were not so unbearable. At most he could just wash them after dinner. He did not lack water.

Duofu looked up and saw that the Fourth Prince was not angry at all. Instead, he became bolder. He walked to the previous table with a chicken leg in his mouth, not caring how much grease and sauce were on his body. With a plop, he jumped onto the Fourth Prince's lap.

Su Peisheng secretly clicked his tongue, thinking that only this little bastard would dare to run towards his master in such a dirty state.

When the Fourth Prince saw that his newly changed clothes were immediately stained with oil, his eyebrows twitched. This little ancestor is indeed smart and cute, but sometimes he can be a little annoying.

She knew clearly that he had just finished a shower and was all greasy, but she still ran towards him. Now she was really brave and was not afraid of him at all.

Duofu lay on that leg, put the chicken leg down first, and then started to howl proudly: "Hehe, Fourth Brother, you take so long to take a shower, hurry up, feed me the chicken leg, the chicken leg this time is not soft enough, it hurts my paws when I pick it."

The Fourth Prince stretched out his fair, slender right hand, lifted Duofu by the neck, lifted him from his knees and gently placed him on the table.

He looked at the messy chicken leg left on his clothes and realized he had no idea how to pick it up.

Su Peisheng, who was standing by, had very good eyesight. He immediately picked up the chopsticks beside him and quickly picked up the chicken leg from the Fourth Prince's knee and put it into the Fourth Prince's bowl.

Su Peisheng didn't dare to throw it away. Although the chicken leg didn't look very good after being gnawed, it was gnawed by the little ancestor, and the little ancestor just said that he wanted the master to feed it personally.

Anyway, no matter what happens tonight, the master will definitely feed this chicken leg to the little ancestor.

Duofu saw that the Fourth Prince's new clothes were stained with oil from his body, so he didn't care anymore and carried him to the table. Anyway, he wouldn't get them dirty.

He took a quick look with his round eyes, then raised his head and yelled, "Fourth brother, hurry up and peel the chicken legs for me. Tear them into small pieces quickly, or they will be hard to bite."

The Fourth Prince looked at the greasy and dark chicken leg in his bowl. He wondered what the chicken was dipped in, but it was actually a little black.

The Fourth Prince lowered his eyes to glance at Duofu, sighed, picked up the chopsticks on the plate, and planned to use the chopsticks to see if he could tear it off.

As a result, after smacking it for a long time, he failed to break it into pieces. Instead, Duofu next to him started yelling at him impatiently.

Su Peisheng originally planned to go forward himself, but then he remembered that the little ancestor wanted the master to feed him personally, otherwise he would not have refused his service in the first place.

He just stood aside obediently, looking at others with eyes and noses, not daring to make a sound.

Duofu was gloating, and urged: "Fourth brother, hurry up, I'm not full yet, I don't mind you if you use your hands to eat."

This is not a question of whether Duofu dislikes it or not. It's because the Fourth Prince has a mysophobia. If you ask him to grab your greasy chicken leg with his white jade hands, it would be blinding to some people.

When Su Peisheng heard this, he looked up at the big chicken leg that he had just picked up with chopsticks.

This was something the little ancestor specifically requested, with a lot of ingredients and oil added, and the little ancestor also specifically told him that he wanted it to have a strong flavor.

It is indeed a bit difficult for my master to catch this.

Su Peisheng was also a little gloating in the back. Now you know how hard it is, right? How could this little ancestor be so easy to serve?

The Fourth Prince frowned, put down his chopsticks, stretched out his right hand tentatively to grab the chicken leg, and looked down at Duofu's pair of bright eyes staring at him, his eyes full of "faster, faster".