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

"You child, I'm sorry for what you said to me, well, I'd better go first, lest you become more embarrassed when I'm here." After saying that, Xu Jiaolong turned and left.

When he was leaving the room, he happened to meet Feng Muting.

Before Feng Moting could speak, she reprimanded Feng Moting: "You, it's true, why did you torment Xiao Su so much? Do you think Xiao Su is as tough as you? Remember to give him more food." Make up for it, otherwise it will be even more empty, you know?"

Feng Muting was stunned for a moment, and then touched his nose. He wanted to explain, but he really restrained himself last night, but after thinking about it, he still said: "I see..."

Xu Jiaolong looked at him helplessly: "Hurry up and coax him, if you can't coax him well, you're going to be ruined again, go."

"Yes." Feng Muting cupped his hands, and then entered the room.

Xu Jiaolong shook his head and left too.

After Feng Muting walked in, he saw Su Fuliu poking his head out secretly, wanting to see if Xu Jiaolong had left.

In the end, Xu Jiaolong didn't see it, but he saw Feng Muting walking over.

Just when he was about to get back under the quilt again, Feng Muting hurried over and threw himself on him to stop him: "Good Liu, don't hide."

Su Fuliu looked at him with pursed lips: "It's you who made me lose face in front of Aunt Xu."

"What's wrong? Aunt Xu found out because of back pain?"

Su Fuliu shook her head: "No, the waist doesn't hurt much, but the legs are not in control, Aunt Xu saw it, how embarrassing you are!"

Feng Muting paused for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then replied: "Then how about another one?"

"It's the same either way." Su Fuliu was even more aggrieved.

But Feng Muting laughed, leaned into his ear and said: "That's not true, you lie down, so you won't be too tired, it doesn't matter if I get tired more."

Su Fuliu's face burned, and he immediately stretched out his hand to push him away, and snorted: "Next time, just say it once, no more."

"Okay..." Feng Muting didn't dare not to agree, it's better once than never.

"Ting Lang agreed so reluctantly, so let's forget it, not even once." Su Fuliu said dissatisfied.

"No, no, don't, don't, I'm not reluctant, next time I say it once, if it doesn't count if I say it again, let me beat you..."

Before Feng Muting could speak, Su Fuliu covered his mouth: "It's fine if Tinglang agrees, there is no need to swear."

"Then, isn't Ah Liu angry?" Feng Muting pulled Su Fuliu's hand and asked with blinking eyes.

"I'm not angry anymore, it's gone." Su Fuliu replied truthfully.

He was very angry at first, but now, he really couldn't get angry anymore.

Feng Muting smiled slightly, and then kissed him on the forehead: "Thank you, my good Liu, for being so tolerant of me."

The next day.

Xu Jiaolong felt a little dizzy when she woke up.

And Feng Muting took the time to come, because Su Fuliu said that Xu Jiaolong would feel uncomfortable in bed today.

When he knocked on the door and came in, he saw Xu Jiaolong lying on the bed, rubbing his forehead, so he hurried over and asked, "Aunt Xu, what's wrong with you, are you feeling well?"

"Well, something is wrong, my head hurts a little, I can't lift my body, and I don't know if I have caught a cold, why don't you ask the doctor to come over and have a look?" Xu Jiaolong said.

"Okay." Feng Muting nodded slightly, and asked someone to call the doctor over.

After the government doctor came to give Xu Jiaolong the pulse, he couldn't help frowning: "Ma'am is not suffering from a cold, but suffering from a strange disease. My little medical skills are not good enough to heal Madam."