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

"I don't care where you sleep, as long as you don't sleep on the bed." Su Fuliu said forcefully.

After hearing this, Feng Muting sighed softly: "Okay then, then, my king will go to sleep elsewhere."

When Su Fuliu heard his leaving footsteps, he panicked again. He didn't let Feng Muting sleep on the bed, so couldn't Feng Muting sleep on the floor or on the table!

Why is this still gone!

He heard the sound of the door opening, then the sound of closing the door, and finally, the room became silent in an instant.

Su Fuliu grabbed the mattress nervously and fearfully, and scolded aggrievedly: "Feng Muting, that bastard, you are so heartless, you really left!"

He swallowed his saliva, then encouraged himself and said, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all, woo woo woo... bastard Feng Muting, I hate you!"

Knowing that he is particularly insecure right now, Feng Muting really left.

Su Fuliu huddled into a ball, although she was afraid, she didn't dare to shed tears, for fear of breaking the medicine on her eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Muting's voice sounded: "Look, without me accompanying you, you might not even dare to sleep."

Su Fuliu was stunned: "You, you didn't leave?!"

"If the king leaves, what will you do?"

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!"

"Is that so, the king really left?"

Hearing Feng Muting's footsteps, Su Fuliu immediately shouted: "I hate it, stop!"

Feng Muting stopped, then turned back, came to the bedside, and grabbed Su Fuliu's hand: "I didn't intend to scare you, but what can I do if you don't worry? You don't want to follow me." I can't make it through, I'm so scared, I still want to drive this king away."

"..." Su Fuliu also had nothing to do with himself, if he wasn't blind, he wouldn't be so scared.

Seeing that Su Fuliu had stopped talking, Feng Muting took advantage of the situation and said: "Fuliu, if you are angry with me, you can beat me and scold me, but don't drive me away, okay? Don't let me sleep on the bed, okay?"

Seeing that Feng Muting's tone was so soft, Su Fuliu couldn't get angry anymore, so he pursed his lips and said, "The prince knows how to bully me..."

"It's my king's fault, so I'll let you bully me back, okay?" Feng Muting replied.

"I don't want it!" After hearing this, Su Fuliu's face became hot.

Feng Muting chuckled lightly: "This king gave you a chance, you didn't want it yourself."

"My lord hates it!" Su Fuliu was so ashamed.

Feng Muting took the opportunity to lie down on the bed, then hugged Su Fuliu, and said, "Yes, yes, this king hates it. You can beat or scold me here, but I will never say a word."

"I'm not such a vicious person. I don't beat or scold the lord, but the lord don't want to touch me again until my eyes are healed." Su Fuliu snorted.

"No touch, no touch, as long as you don't get angry with me, I will do whatever you say." Seeing what he said, Feng Muting naturally agreed quickly.

In short, let this little idiot be coaxed first, otherwise, there will be no bed to sleep in.

After the little idiot calms down, slowly coax the little idiot into agreeing to let him touch it.

With such a soft heart, the little idiot will definitely not let him continue to live a vegetarian life again.

"It's more or less the same." Su Fuliu saw that Feng Mu Ting had a good attitude of admitting his mistake, so he forgave him.

When Feng Muting saw that his anger had calmed down, he quickly said flatteringly, "Don't you have a backache, my king rubbed it for you?"