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

"I love senior brother. I only have senior brother in my heart. I just envy Brother Liu's figure. Senior brother, don't get me wrong." Bai Yulang quickly explained.

"Brother's body is not good enough?" Lu Chimo asked immediately.

"No, no, brother's figure is great, with clear lines and perfect, I like it, I just think that Brother Liu's body seems to be very soft, unlike me, which is not soft at all, I am curious what I used to do What?" Bai Yulang turned into a whisper while talking.

Lu Chimo reached out and touched his face, tracing his outline: "Yulang likes any senior brother."

"But I was thinking that if I could be as soft and soft as brother Liu, would senior brother like it more..." Bai Yulang said with his mouth puckered.

"Yulang thinks too much. The muscles on your body are very tight. With this kind of firm texture, the sparks created by the collision are more dazzling." After Lu Chimo finished speaking, he lowered his head and moved closer.

Bai Yulang immediately put his arms around Lu Chimo's neck and responded to him.

After that, Lu Chimo stretched out his hand to wake up the sleeping dragon on Bai Yulang's body.

"Hmm..." Bai Yulang shuddered.

Shuanglong meeting, roaming the world, or crossing the clouds, or falling into the abyss, advancing or retreating, thinking over and over again, nothing in the world can compare to this moment.

Late at night.

Bai Yulang lay there weakly, stroking his growling stomach: "Senior brother, I'm so hungry."

"Brother didn't feed you just now?" Lu Chimo smiled.

Bai Yulang paused for a moment, and then said: "Oh, brother, I'm really hungry. You brought me back and ate me right away. I haven't eaten yet."

Lu Chimo chuckled, then got up and got dressed: "Wait, brother will get you something to eat."

"Okay." Bai Yulang smiled obediently at Lu Chimo.

In the early morning of the next day, Su Fuliu woke up from his sleep, looked at Feng Muting who was sleeping next to him, and saw the person he cared about the most by his side as soon as he opened his eyes, what a blessing it was.

"Is Ah Liu staring at the king after waking up?" Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu and said with a smile.

Su Fuliu was stunned for a moment, then looked away: "It's time to get up, didn't you say that you are going to accompany the emperor to Yulu today?"

"Is Ah Liu in a hurry to meet the emperor with this king?" Feng Muting said.

"...Nope!" Su Fuliu glared at him, then got up first.

Afterwards, the two changed into the same set of dark red clothes.

Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu, sized him up, and said, "Ah Liu looks very good-looking in this outfit. Later, I will ask someone to make more sets of these clothes."

"Why do you make so many identical clothes?" Su Fuliu shook his head and said.

"Then do it differently. Anyway, make a few more sets for Ah Liu. I'm sure every set of clothes will look very good on Ah Liu." Feng Muting said with a smile.

"No, I have enough clothes." Su Fuliu still shook his head.

"Have you already started to save money for me, Ah Liu? Don't worry, I still have money to make a few more sets of clothes for my beloved, and I have to change this mattress. I think red is pretty good. "Feng Muting thought about the red mattress that he had secretly spread before, which was very suitable for him.

When Su Fuliu heard that the mattresses were going to be replaced with red ones, she was a little at a loss at once: "It's okay to change it, but changing it to red is too...too conspicuous, so it's not good."

"What's wrong, this king thinks it's pretty good, let's... get used to that atmosphere in advance, and when we get married..."

Before Feng Muting finished speaking, Su Fuliu stopped him: "My lord!"

"Ok?"

Su Fuliu just wanted to interrupt Feng Muting's words, and didn't have anything to say.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but that he doesn't know how to say it.

When he heard the word "get married", his heart skipped a beat.

This was something he had never thought of.

It's not that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare to think about it.