The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Feng Muting grabbed Su Fuliu's slender waist and successfully pulled him back.

Due to inertia, Su Fuliu slammed forward, but it was exactly the same as Feng Muting's cheek to cheek, nose to nose, lips to...

Su Fuliu only felt that there was a group of crows flying over her head, what evil was happening today, why did she keep following men one after another!

He retreated from Feng Muting's embrace in a panic.

Feng Muting also coughed dryly, and withdrew his hand, but the feeling of pinching Su Fuliu's slender waist just now made him panic for a moment.

I didn't expect that a big man's waist could be so curvaceous and tactile.

He turned around, walked back to the desk and sat down again, and shouted at Su Fuliu: "What are you doing standing there, come here!"

Su Fuliu curled her lips, walked over with her cheeks puffed out, and when she reached Feng Muting's back, she raised her hand to pinch Feng Muting's shoulders.

"Didn't you eat?"

Su Fuliu dared to stare at Feng Mu Ting behind his back.

He felt that Feng Muting was making things difficult on purpose.

In the evening, he rubbed his sore arms and went back to his residence, only to hear a dart hit the head of his bed with a whoosh, which almost scared him to death.

He had just laid down at that moment, if the dart had missed any more, it would have pierced his head directly!

He unplugged the dart beside the bed, took off the note wrapped around it, and opened it to read: We spent a lot of money to let you seduce Feng Muting, if you don't see the result again, the decapitation is the result of you.

This……

Su Fuliu was terrified, but felt extremely embarrassed. The reason why he was in Prince Ting's mansion was to use "beauty" to seduce Feng Muting!

My God, why did he agree to such a ridiculous thing in the first place!

Su Fuliu crumpled the note and said to himself: "Can I go back on my word..."

Now Su Fuliu's heart is extremely entangled. On the one hand, he has the shiny gold in his heart, and on the other hand, he is worried about his backyard. If this Feng Muting is really as good as Long Yang...

He swallowed, what to do, what to do!

The next day, Su Fuliu was a little bit out of his wits, if Feng Muting knew that he was always slow to react and was not good at doing things, otherwise he would have suspected him long ago.

Of course, if he behaved like this, he would inevitably be scolded by Feng Muting again and again.

Until night fell, Feng Muting was going to take a bath, this time he didn't dare to let Su Fuliu serve beside him, lest he would be embarrassed again like last time.

Therefore, Su Fuliu was immediately turned away.

Su Fuliu, who was standing outside the door, was still struggling in his heart.

Which is more important, death or innocence?

Is it better to die than surrender, or to compromise?

In the end, Su Fuliu thought, if his life is gone, gold is useless!

Therefore, life is more important.

So, Su Fuliu took a deep breath, turned around and opened the bathroom door...

At this time, Feng Muting was soaking in the water with his eyes closed and recuperating, when he heard the sound, he opened his eyes, "Didn't I tell you to stay outside?"

Su Fuliu swallowed her saliva, and then walked over, "The young one has been thinking about it for a long time, the young one is here to serve the prince, so naturally he has to serve the prince well."

After saying this, he had already walked behind Feng Muting, knelt down, picked up the saponins and began to scrub Feng Muting's back.

It was also rare for Feng Muting not to be annoyed, his voice was calmer than before, "Since you are the number one in Wangyoulou, why did you sneak into the palace to work as an errand?"

Feng Muting never asked Su Fuliu this question, but today he was so calm that he asked.

Su Fuliu froze when he rubbed Feng Muting's back...

That's right, how could he forget such a contradictory question, Feng Muting didn't ask, he didn't think of it himself.

Now that Feng Muting asked, how should he answer?