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

Yuan Qingshan smiled: "It's still you who are thoughtful. Yulang is indeed noisy, and he always likes to make my teacher blow his beard and stare, so you can control him."

Bai Yulang immediately said: "Although Yulang is noisy, Master is going to live for hundreds of years, longer than bastards. If there is no one to talk with Master, wouldn't Master be bored to death?"

"You brat, you're comparing Master to the bastard again, isn't it itchy?!" Yuan Qingshan was immediately blown out of his beard and stared at by Bai Yulang, and he was about to grab Bai Yulang with his hand.

Lu Chimo hurried over to stop Yuan Qingshan: "Okay, master, let me help you get into the carriage. When you get on the carriage, you will be much quieter by yourself. As for Yulang, I will discipline you for you."

"You have to discipline him well, it's better to be like last time, he won't be able to get out of bed after being taught a lesson." Yuan Qingshan said angrily, shaking his head.

Lu Chimo smiled and nodded: "Yes, I obey. I will definitely teach Yulang a lesson so that he can't get out of bed because of the pain."

A suspicious blush flashed across Bai Yulang's face.

Hearing this, Feng Muting turned to look at Su Fuliu. Sure enough, the little idiot blushed, and it seemed that he also heard Lu Chimo's off-screen voice.

"Shall we get in the carriage too?" Feng Muting asked.

Su Fuliu nodded.

Feng Muting helped him into the carriage, and after sitting down, Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu again, looking at his pink and moist face that was as white as a peach, and really wanted to take a bite.

"Look at how well Dr. Lu gets along with Bai Yulang. Bai Yulang doesn't resist at all, unlike Ah Liu, who treats me like a monk." Feng Muting looked at the delicious man in front of him resentfully.

After Su Fuliu heard this, he couldn't help snorting, and blurted out without thinking: "It must be that the genius doctor Lu is better at that, so Bai Yulang didn't resist. He doesn't look like a prince, he knows how to be rude and rampant. People are about to be knocked apart by you."

Hearing this, Feng Muting felt that this was a serious situation. He immediately grabbed Su Fuliu's hand and asked, "Ah Liu is not good at despising me?"

He felt that Su Fuliu's words were like saying that he couldn't do it, how could he bear this.

"I..." Su Fuliu regretted it, he said some nonsense just now when his head got hot.

"Wasn't Ah Liu happy then?"

"..." Su Fuliu blushed, ashamed to answer.

"You know that Bai Yulang doesn't resist? Maybe he only thinks of happiness and not pain? If Ah Liu can do this, he must be happier than him!"

Feng Muting's series of rhetorical questions made Su Fuliu completely at a loss as to how to answer.

I am also embarrassed to answer.

He wished his mouth would go ahead of his mind again.

Look at Feng Muting.

"My lord... you... don't be angry, I... I just said it casually, there is no other meaning." Su Fuliu tried hard to redeem.

But Feng Muting didn't speak any more, but let go of Su Fuliu's hand, and turned his back.

Su Fuliu froze for a moment, feeling more and more self-blaming.

In fact, he didn't mean anything else, but he just wanted to accuse Feng Muting of being too rude before.

But just like what Feng Muting said, isn't he happy? Of course he is, but how dare he say that.

It's all right now, he made Feng Muting very angry.

To Feng Muting, what he said just now seemed to dislike him for his lack of kung fu, and then he praised other men for his good kung fu, which would make anyone angry.

"My lord..." Su Fuliu reached out and touched Feng Muting's back, then lightly poked his back with his index finger.