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

Su Fuliu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, my lord should eat one too."

He still had a candied haws in his mouth, and what he said was a little unclear.

Afterwards, he handed the candied haws in his hand to Feng Muting's mouth.

After Feng Muting bit one, Su Fuliu quickly took his hand and said, "Let's eat while walking."

He watched Su Fuliu holding his hand tightly, and couldn't help smiling, the candied haws in his mouth were a bit sour, but now he felt it was extra sweet.

Feng Muting was completely immersed in the sweetness, and felt that Su Fuliu was willing to hold his hand on this street, which showed that Su Fuliu no longer cared about those gossips.

However, at this moment, Su Fuliu only wanted to drag Feng Muting away as soon as possible, so as not to let that acquaintance follow.

As he walked, he chewed the candied haws in his mouth. Although the candied haws were big and red, they were a little sour, but he didn't have time to pay attention to them. He could only twist his eyes, nose, and mouth together while holding the windshield. Mu Ting walked into the nearby restaurant.

Feng Muting asked: "Didn't you go to the night market, why did you enter the restaurant?"

Su Fuliu nonsense said: "Have you never heard of 'Hawthorn with wine, sweet and sour'?"

Feng Muting shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

"Why haven't I heard of it? Didn't I tell you just now? So, let's buy a pot of wine and have a few drinks with candied haws?"

"If you want to drink, of course it's fine, let's sit over there." Feng Muting pointed to an empty seat over there.

"it is good."

Then the two walked over and sat down.

Feng Muting asked the shop waiter to serve a pot of wine, and then said to Su Fuliu: "This location is not bad, you can just see the bustling market outside."

"Yes." Su Fuliu didn't dare to look outside at all, for fear of being seen by that acquaintance again.

Only then did Feng Muting realize that there seemed to be something wrong with Su Fuliu: "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah, it's nothing. I'm tasting this candied haws. I didn't choose it well. Although it's big and red, it's a bit sour." Su Fuliu said.

Feng Muting nodded: "It's a bit sour, but with you here, it's sweet again."

After a while, the waiter in the shop came up with a jug of wine: "You two guests, please use it slowly."

Feng Muting poured a glass for him and Su Fuliu each, and then he raised his glass of wine to respect: "Come on, I want to see how sweet and sour the hawthorn goes with the wine."

Su Fuliu also raised his wine glass in return: "My lord, after drinking the wine, taste the candied haws again, and you will know."

Feng Muting smiled, and drained the wine in his glass.

But while drinking the wine, before he could swallow it, he saw an acquaintance walking in the street market, and the acquaintance also saw him and was waving at him.

Shocked, he choked his throat with this sip of wine, covered his mouth, and coughed violently a few times.

Su Fuliu was taken aback, and immediately stood up and walked over, while patting Feng Muting's back, he said: "What's the matter, my lord, this wine is not so strong, why did you choke on it? It seems Your lord really doesn't hold a lot of alcohol!"

Feng Muting was coughing while looking at the street, when he saw an acquaintance walking towards them, he quickly pulled Su Fuliu into his arms and sat down.

Su Fuliu immediately wanted to get up in embarrassment, but Feng Muting refused to let him, and tightly locked him in his arms: "Don't move around, let this king hug you well."

"My lord, don't be like this, you are molesting a good woman and a man." Su Fuliu felt that Feng Muting's embrace was too abrupt.

This is outside, isn't Feng Muting afraid of being talked about?

As he said that, he still wanted to struggle to get up, his skin was not as thick as Feng Muting's.

In the crowd, what does he look like sitting in Feng Muting's arms.

However, while struggling, he also saw the acquaintance on the street, and immediately stopped struggling.

Not only did he not struggle, he also took the initiative to snuggle into Feng Muting's arms.

This time, Changfeng Mu Ting was stunned.

He looked down at Su Fuliu who was obediently nestled in his arms, and couldn't help feeling itchy.

And the acquaintance who was about to walk towards them stopped.

She stood there watching from a distance, surprised.

He muttered in his mouth: "It's been so long since we haven't seen each other, how good are the two of you? When I was in the village, Xiao Su looked ashamed to admit it, but now she's in public He Shier cuddles uncontrollably? Forget it, I wanted to say hello to them at first, but now it seems that it's better not to bother."