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

Feng Muting said again: "Have you eaten?"

Su Fuliu shook his head: "The prince didn't eat, how dare the little one eat first?"

"Then sit down." Feng Muting reached out and pulled him to sit next to him.

Su Fuliu looked at him blankly, and then saw him holding a dish and handing it to his mouth, he couldn't help but froze, and was about to wave his hand to stand up, but was held down by his other hand.

"Sit down, don't move, I will feed you." Feng Muting said.

"...How can this be done, this is what the prince eats, and the little ones can't be fed by the prince, it's against the rules!" Su Fuliu said in panic.

"Then, you feed me, is this in accordance with the rules?" Feng Muting replied.

"..." Su Fuliu was speechless.

"Have you thought about it, you have to feed this king, or this king has to feed you, you have to choose the same." Feng Muting laughed.

"Of course it's more suitable for the younger ones to feed the prince." Su Fuliu is not used to being fed by others, especially being fed by Feng Muting.

It felt so awkward.

Feng Muting nodded, then handed the bowl and chopsticks to Su Fuliu's hand, Su Fuliu took a look, and started to feed.

"The food you cook is already delicious, but now that you are feeding it, it's more like the only one with the ultimate delicacy in the world." Feng Muting praised again.

"My lord, don't talk, let's eat quietly." Su Fuliu's heart couldn't take it any longer.

"No, I have to try my best to say something nice to you, to make you happy, and if you are happy, I might agree right away." Feng Muting analyzed seriously.

"If the prince wants to talk again, we won't feed the little one." Su Fuliu said with a blushing face.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about the king, if you continue, your face is going to be burned." Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu, who was blushing, and couldn't help laughing.

It was nothing at first, but Feng Muting added this sentence, which made the temperature on Su Fuliu's face even higher.

He didn't dare to look at Feng Muting, he just stared at Feng Muting's mouth and concentrated on feeding.

When it was time to go to bed, Feng Muting took Su Fuliu's hand again and refused to let him go: "You must not leave with me when I fall asleep?"

"...It wasn't like this before." Su Fuliu resisted a little.

"Now there is, this is a newly added rule, if you don't follow it, you are not in compliance with the rules. If you don't follow the rules, the king will be punished. The punishment is to punish you to stay with the king all night, so you should think carefully about it, yes Accompany me until I fall asleep, or stay with me all night?"

"..." Su Fuliu wondered if Feng Muting in front of him was fake.

How could Feng Muting say these things before?

The current Feng Muting has been saying these embarrassing things to him.

Feng Muting saw that Su Fuliu was silent, and there was some panic on his face, so he said: "Okay, this king was just joking with you, it scares you."

He was actually testing Su Fuliu's bottom line step by step.

And, habit is a terrible thing.

He talked a lot, and Su Fuliu listened to a lot, and he got used to it over time.

I don't think this is something shameful and unacceptable.

Slowly, the bottom line that Su Fuliu has always insisted on will be lowered, and his hope will be greater.

When Su Fuliu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord really wants to scare the little one to death."

If he really had to sleep with him as a servant in the future, then he wouldn't dare to be a servant.