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

After going out, Xie Chen saw Su Yan standing there waiting, as if he wanted to teach him a lesson, he walked over and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

Su Yan snorted: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Mr. Su is the prince's treasure. When the prince is not around, you have to carefully protect him. If he loses a hair, the prince will definitely not let him go." You, I can't protect you then!"

"Are you worried about me?" After hearing this, Xie Chen asked simply and clearly.

Su Yan paused, and an unknown blush flashed across his face: "Bah, who's worried about you, you shameless!"

After speaking, he quickly turned and left.

Xie Chen stood there with his sword in his arms, watching Su Yan's leaving back, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

After Feng Muting came back, he went straight to the room. When he got to the door, Xie Chen saw him and left.

And he stood at the door of the room, hesitating for a long time, making mental preparations.

Once he entered, he would definitely be scolded by Su Fuliu.

He took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked in.

Su Fuliu is currently rubbing her poor waist.

When he saw Feng Muting coming in, he became very angry, grabbed the pillow and threw it towards Feng Muting.

Feng Muting caught the pillow, and said with a sneer, "A Liu, can I rub it for you?"

Su Fuliu said angrily: "Go away, I don't want you to rub it, you stinky prince who takes advantage of others' danger!"

Feng Muting immediately looked at him aggrieved, then sat on the side of the bed with his pillow in his arms: "Ah Liu, this king has been wronged, it's obvious...it was A Liu who took the initiative..."

Su Fuliu was stunned: "Nonsense, how...how could I take the initiative..."

He who was still very confident at first suddenly lost his confidence, because when he heard Feng Muting say that, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said "yes"...

"How can it be impossible? Aliu is very active after drinking. I didn't know anything when I was drunk twice before. Otherwise, I would have known that Aliu was like this after drinking too much. Crazy almost killed my king."

"My lord is talking nonsense, I... how could I... I'm afraid it's not my lord who is confounding right and wrong!" Su Fuliu didn't believe it, how could he do such a thing.

Feng Muting didn't speak, but silently put down the pillow, and then began to take off his clothes.

Su Fuliu was startled, then grabbed the quilt and said, "My lord, what are you doing!"

"I'll show you the evidence." Feng Muting replied quietly.

Su Fuliu was stunned, then stared at Feng Muting with wide eyes, only then did he notice that there were several red marks on Feng Muting's neck.

After waiting for Feng Muting to take off his clothes, he was dumbfounded.

Feng Muting's chest, arms, and back were all scratches...

Ah, I'm ashamed to see people!

The temperature on Su Fuliu's face suddenly exploded, he tore off the quilt, and once again hid in the quilt embarrassingly, not daring to see anyone.

After Feng Muting put on his clothes, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt: "A Liu, you can't blame me this time, I was almost squeezed dry by you, but fortunately I am strong and strong, so I didn't let you down. "

Su Fuliu didn't make a sound, he was really embarrassed to speak.

He's going crazy.

He actually...

It must not be him, it must not be him!

"A Liu, don't be shy, there's nothing to be shy about, come out, don't get caught in the quilt." Feng Muting pulled the quilt again.

Su Fuliu still held on tightly to the quilt, and then hid in it and cried: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow... "