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

"Well, not good." Su Fuliu replied.

Feng Muting looked at him puzzled: "Why, doesn't Ah Liu want to retire with me?"

"No, it's not this, what I mean is, if the emperor and Aunt Xu are together, and then give birth to a little brother, then Ting Lang will not be able to leave, why don't you take care of the little brother?" Su Fuliu blinked. Looking at Feng Muting.

After hearing these words, Feng Muting breathed a sigh of relief, he was really scared to death by Su Fuliu, he thought that Su Fuliu didn't want to be with him anymore, but he didn't think that was what he meant.

It's not a good habit to speak out of breath, it's scary.

"Then we'll take care of my younger brother together, and we'll leave when he grows up." Feng Muting replied with a slight smile.

Su Fuliu stared at Feng Muting in front of him, his heart was full of emotion, his Ting Lang was always accommodating him.

He took the initiative to kiss Feng Muting, and then said softly: "Whether it is in the downtown area or in the mountains, what I care about is never the place, but whether there is Ting Lang in that place, so no matter where in the future, as long as there is Ting Lang is here, that's enough."

"Me too." Feng Muting replied affectionately.

Just now Su Fuliu kissed like a touch of water, but it was not enough for Feng Muting, so he kissed him again.

Soon both of them were out of breath.

Feng Muting looked at the person in his arms with cloudy eyes.

Su Fuliu only felt that after the kiss, his whole body was about to float, and when he heard Feng Muting's words, he suddenly became nervous again.

Feng Muting's powerful arms wished he could wrap the person in his arms into his flesh and blood, blending into one.

Su Fuliu looked at him and pursed his lips slightly.

Feng Muting couldn't wait any longer to bully him.

When the morning sun shines in, the house is full of mist.

Su Fuliu fell asleep lying on the bed, her fair back was covered with red marks.

Feng Muting stood up, looked at Su Fuliu who was still sleeping, and couldn't help smiling.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the broken hair around Su Fuliu's ear, looking at Su Fuliu's charming sleeping face, he felt that everything in the world was inferior to Su Fuliu.

Feng Muting looked down, and then stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt that only covered Su Fuliu's waist, covering the "secret" on his back.

That is the "secret" between them, and it cannot be seen by others.

Afterwards, Feng Muting gently got out of bed, went to the cabinet to choose the clothes to wear today, after putting them on, he put the other set on the table, just waiting for Su Fuliu to wake up and wear them.

He glanced back at Su Fuliu who was still sleeping soundly, smiled, then quietly left the room and went to the study to wash up.

When Su Fuliu woke up, it was almost noon.

He raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes, which were still a little dull.

Afterwards, he propped himself up and sat up. He was still a little dazed, so he just sat there for a while.

When I woke up this time, my waist finally didn't hurt so much, but it was a little sore.

He reached out to get the underwear next to the bed and put it on, planning to get up and wash up.

But as soon as he hit the ground, his feet softened and he fell directly. Fortunately, there was nothing in front of him, otherwise he would have to knock.

"Feng Muting, you bastard!" Su Fuliu cursed angrily, he thought it was much better this time, but it turned out that he thought too much, but in fact it was not much better.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so tired that he fell asleep and woke up now.