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

Feng Muting was immediately overwhelmed with excitement, like a child who finally got his favorite candy.

In the evening, the red clouds gradually faded, and Ye Jing came quietly, but Yue'er kept hiding behind the clouds and dared not come out.

Until late at night, Yue'er fell asleep in Yun's arms.

In his sleep, it seemed to hear someone crying.

"Feng Muting, you liar, woo woo woo..."

Su Fuliu's whole body was red, he had no strength, and even his voice was limp.

"Good, Liu..."

"I don't listen."

"Aliu..."

"Feng Muting, you are a bastard, a big bastard, a liar, a big liar..."

Su Fuliu's crying and cursing became smaller and smaller until he could no longer hear him, and he passed out just like that.

In the early morning of the next day, Su Fuliu woke up from exhaustion. Even though he had slept, his strength still seemed to be taken away by someone. It was the same, he was lying there, unable to move casually.

But why is it that a certain place doesn't seem to hurt as much as last time?

But obviously at that time the pain was life-threatening.

"A Liu, you're awake..." Feng Muting said softly.

Only then did Su Fuliu look at the culprit beside him, and said angrily, "I almost couldn't wake up!"

Seeing his angry look, Feng Muting immediately moved over and offered to apologize: "Good Liu, I was wrong, but if you didn't let me hold back for so long, I wouldn't be so greedy ..."

"The prince is blaming me?" Su Fuliu said dissatisfied, but he could understand it in his heart, but he was still very angry.

"No, no, how dare I blame you. I was afraid that you would wake up in pain, so I wiped something on your place. Does it not hurt now?"

When Su Fuliu heard it, he blushed immediately, and he said why didn't he feel any pain anymore, it turned out to be...

But he didn't answer his awkward question.

But Feng Muting knew the effect of the ointment was not bad seeing him like this.

It was not in vain that he ran out in the middle of the night to find this ointment.

"Ah Liu, does your back hurt? Do you want Bai Yulang to give you an injection?" Feng Muting asked again.

"No need!" Although it hurt, Su Fuliu didn't want to call Bai Yulang.

As soon as Bai Yulang came, he knew that his back was hurting, so he must have guessed what was going on, so he didn't want to lose this person.

"This can't be done. If the pain is severe, Bai Yulang has to come." Feng Muting said.

"I don't need it if I say no!" Su Fuliu said loudly.

"Okay, okay, don't let him come, let me rub it for you." After saying that, Feng Muting was about to reach out his hand.

In the end, Su Fuliu said, "Don't touch me!"

Feng Muting's hand froze.

"My lord is a big liar. He always lied to me saying it was the last time. If I couldn't take it anymore, would my lord want to lie to me until dawn?!" Su Fuliu questioned.

Feng Muting rubbed the tip of his nose, smiled flatteringly and said, "Well, A Liu is too delicious, I can't restrain myself all of a sudden, it's all my fault, I shouldn't, A Liu will scold Xi Tingzun if he wants to beat you Easy!"

As he spoke, he held Su Fuliu's hand and patted himself on the face.

But Su Fuliu withdrew her hand and said: "I said, don't touch me, I won't hit you, I won't scold you anymore, from tonight, the prince should go to sleep in the study."

"Ah, this... I would rather Ah Liu beat and scold me, but Ah Liu can't let me sleep in the study!" Feng Muting was anxious.