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

Lu Chimo laughed: "It's indeed a big event, so brother wants to give Yulang an unforgettable lifelong event."

Hearing this, Bai Yulang couldn't help but look forward to it: "Brother, did you prepare any surprises?"

"you guess?"

"I can not guess it."

"If Yulang can't guess, then there's nothing I can do."

"No, brother tell me." Bai Yulang hugged Lu Chimo's waist, leaned tightly on his chest, and said coquettishly.

"It won't be a surprise if you say it." Lu Chimo remained silent.

Bai Yulang pursed his lips: "Okay, let's not talk about it, brother, I'm hungry, and I want to eat your cooking again..."

"Okay, what does Yulang want to eat this time?" Lu Chimo asked.

"As long as it is made by senior brother, I will eat it."

"Then, Yulang is full, but it's up to senior brother to eat." Lu Chimo smiled pointedly.

Bai Yulang blushed immediately: "When Yulang is full, senior brother can eat whatever he wants!"

On the other side, Feng Muting brought Su Fuliu back to the palace.

Su Fuliu still consciously walked towards his own room.

Feng Muting coughed twice: "A Liu, you are going in the wrong direction."

Su Fuliu froze for a moment: "That's right, although we haven't been back for almost two months, can I still forget where my own room is!"

Feng Muting shook his head, then went over and pulled him towards his room: "You want me to remind you where to go?"

Only then did Su Fuliu come to his senses, then lowered his head, embarrassedly letting him lead him away.

After arriving at Feng Muting's room, he heard Feng Muting say: "Didn't you say you like my king's big bed, you can sleep every day from now on."

Su Fuliu curled her lips: "My lord also said he likes my bed, so is he going to sleep in my room?"

Feng Muting pushed him down on the bed and stared at him: "You are an idiot, you are an idiot, does this king like your room? This king likes the room with you, understand? "

Su Fuliu stared at him blankly, then nodded dully: "Understood...understood..."

Feng Muting's gaze involuntarily fell on Su Fuliu's slightly parted soft lips, and he couldn't help but bite on Su Fuliu's soft lips.

He felt that he was looking for guilt, especially when he heard the little idiot under him who was dazed by his kiss and unconsciously groaned, his breathing became a little short for a moment.

Su Fuliu's heart suddenly became tense, because he felt the change in the person on his body.

"A Liu..." Feng Muting's voice was a little low.

He really wanted to ask Su Fuliu if it was okay, but when he was impulsive, he also thought that Su Fuliu's body was still in a bad condition, and his eyes just happened to be short, so he swallowed back the words that followed.

Enduring the discomfort, he closed his eyes and buried his head in Su Fuliu's neck, trying to calm down.

But he thought too much, as long as Su Fuliu was in his arms, he couldn't calm down at all.

"Ting Lang..." Su Fuliu knew that he was looking for guilt, but his heart was too soft.

He knew exactly how crazy Feng Muting would be after getting permission, but he couldn't bear to see Feng Muting suffer so much.

He knew what Feng Muting wanted to ask just now, but Feng Muting didn't ask because he knew that his health and eyes were not good yet.

Moreover, he also knew that if he said no, Feng Moting would definitely endure it.

Forget it, anyway, he promised Feng Muting before, so he can't break his promise.

Feng Muting raised his head suddenly, looked at Su Fuliu who was blushing and didn't dare to look at him: "Ah Liu...?"

Su Fuliu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's and said: "You, take it easy... Take it easy."