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

Seeing Su Fuliu, Yuan Qingshan seemed to be in a very strange mood. His hands were clenched into fists and he never let go, and he seemed to be shaking too.

He was startled, and quickly got up and walked over. When he saw Su Fuliu's expression, he was even more shocked, and immediately turned around to call Feng Muting in.

Feng Muting's heart sank suddenly, he rushed into the room and saw that Su Fuliu looked like before again.

Didn't see the murder scene this time, did Su Fuliu also have a fit?

"Aliu!" Feng Muting ran up to Su Fuliu and hugged him tightly, "Don't be afraid, Aliu, this king is here. Don't think about anything. If you want to be in pain, you can bite him. Ben Wang, you can bite anywhere on your shoulders and arms!"

When Feng Muting said this, he took a look at Yuan Qingshan.

Yuan Qingshan shook his head and sighed softly.

Before Su Fuliu had seizures several times, Feng Muting didn't know the reason, but only felt distressed. Now that he saw Su Fuliu like this, knowing the reason, besides distressed, he was also angry.

All of this must be related to that Xiao Shixun.

"A Liu, don't be afraid. This king is here, and you don't have to be afraid in the future. With this king, no ghosts and snakes can hurt you." Feng Muting lowered his hands and took Su Fuliu's hand tightly clenched into a fist. .

The temperature of the palm gradually melted Su Fuliu's fist, and he gradually loosened his strength and no longer clenched it tightly.

Seeing that he let go of his hand, Feng Muting's fingertips slowly passed through his fingers, interlocking with his fingers.

"A Liu, don't think about those painful memories, think about happy things more, think about me, isn't it very happy to be with me?" Feng Muting asked softly.

Su Fuliu gradually calmed down, and the tears didn't flow out anymore, he said aggrievedly: "When I first met the prince, I was not happy."

Feng Muting choked.

Then I heard Su Fuliu say: "From the very beginning, the lord knew how to kill me. If he doesn't yell at me for a day, the lord will feel uncomfortable all over. The yelling of the lord is relieved. I'm scared to death, and I'm not happy at all."

Feng Muting twitched the corners of his mouth, and said awkwardly: "At that time, I was ignorant, I was not good, it was my fault, Ah Liu is so cute and kind, and I am willing to be fierce. Punish yourself by skipping dinner tonight, so you can take your anger out on Ah Liu, okay?"

Only then did Su Fuliu's expression soften, and he pursed his mouth and said: "Not enough, I have to punish the prince to drink with me until I am satisfied!"

"Okay, okay, Ah Liu can do whatever he wants, and this king has no objection." Seeing that Su Fuliu's face returned to normal, Feng Muting breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I want the lord to cook me fish soup tomorrow!" Su Fuliu made an inch of it.

Feng Muting said with a smile: "No problem, no problem!"

"Will the prince do it?"

"If you can't, you have to be able to!" Feng Muting said "no" very confidently.

Only then did Su Fuliu show a smile.

The haze is finally over.

Yuan Qingshan stood beside him and coughed dryly twice.

Only then did Su Fuliu remember that he was still here.

He immediately let go of Feng Muting's intertwined fingers, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Yuan Qingshan said: "Master Su, there are a few jars of good wine in Yuan's collection here, and I will give them to you and the prince. I hope you can drink happily and have a good time."

"Why is this so embarrassing? Let's just drink whatever we want. Ordinary wine is fine. How can we drink the fine wine collected by Divine Physician Yuan? Let Divine Physician Yuan save this good wine for himself to taste slowly?" Su Fuliu was embarrassed to accept it.

Yuan Qingshan shook his head and said: "It's okay, Yuan has hidden several jars, and it's time to take them out, how many jars will you get with the prince, how many jars will be shared between Yuan and his disciples, and Yuan will keep one jar for himself, it's just right. "

Su Fuliu still wanted to decline politely, but Feng Muting said: "This is the wish of Divine Doctor Yuan, let's accept it."

Afterwards, he looked at Yuan Qingshan and said, "Thank you, Divine Doctor Yuan, this king will be disrespectful."

"My lord, you're being polite. My lord and Mr. Su come with Yuan." After saying that, Yuan Qingshan led them to get some wine.