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

Su Fuliu couldn't bear to refuse Feng Muting, so she lay down obediently and slipped into his arms.

Feng Muting embraced the soft Su Fuliu, and said contentedly, "That's great."

"Does Ting Lang still hurt?" Su Fuliu asked apologetically.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt a long time ago, Ah Liu, don't blame yourself, I was afraid that Ah Liu would blame herself, so I didn't say anything, but you still found out."

"I'm sorry..." Su Fuliu never thought that the first thing he did when he recovered his martial arts was to injure Feng Muting, and he felt extremely sad and blamed himself.

"It's really fine, good Liu, don't blame yourself, I'm fine, even discussing life with Ah Liu a few times will be fine." Feng Muting laughed.

Su Fuliu blushed, and was about to hit him, but was afraid that he would have internal strength now, and he would be injured again after the blow, so he didn't do anything, but said: "Ting Lang is always so unscrupulous. "

"I'm only rude to Ah Liu." Feng Muting leaned over with a smile, and lightly bit Su Fuliu's ear, "It's been three months, Ah Liu..."

Su Fuliu's face became more and more red: "You have injuries on your body, don't think about it."

"It's okay..." Feng Muting wanted to move closer again.

In the end, Su Fuliu's hand resisted: "No, you are still injured."

"It really doesn't matter." Feng Muting's hand slowly climbed up Su Fuliu's waist.

Today's weather is particularly good, the blue sky and white clouds are comfortable and leisurely, the palace is also harmonious, and everyone is busy with their duties.

Suddenly, a loud bang came from a certain main room.

The birds fled in all directions in shock, and the hearts of the servants passing by trembled.

Su Yan came after hearing the news. He looked at the closed door and didn't know whether to knock or not for a while, fearing that he would disturb Feng Muting's good business again.

But there must be something wrong with such a big commotion. As a housekeeper, he couldn't ignore it, so he mustered up his courage and knocked on the door: "My lord, what's the matter? Can the little one come in?"

Then, I heard Feng Muting's voice with complicated emotions coming from inside: "Come in."

Only then did Su Yan dare to open the door and go in.

After he went in, he was dumbfounded when he saw the scene in front of him.

I saw Su Fuliu standing on the side in extreme embarrassment, blushing to the point of bleeding, looking like he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get in right away.

As for Feng Muting, with a dark face, he tidied up his clothes and coughed dryly: "Su Yan, how did you become a butler of the palace? It's just that the door repair is not strong, why is the bed so weak?"

Su Yan looked at the big bed made of agarwood wood that fell apart, and couldn't help but be speechless. The bed made of such thick agarwood wood was actually broken up by their lords...

How intense was their lord's fight with Su Fuliu just now...

"Small, I'm going to change the bed for the lord to a firmer bed. I promise... I guarantee that the two of us won't collapse when we sleep together." After Su Yan finished speaking, he quickly ran away.

He was afraid that if he was a step too late, the unhappy Feng Muting would take all his anger on him. If it was just to vent his anger on him, it would be fine. He was afraid that Feng Muting would call that little bastard Xie Chen to punish him again.

During that "seven days", he was like entering a purgatory on earth.

That little bastard is still acting good when he gets cheap, he comes to coax him after bullying him, and continues to bully him after coaxing him.

There is no good place for him to be tossed inside and out.

In the end, he was forced to have no choice. As soon as the seven days were over, he immediately ran to the servant's room with his poor waist, and slept with other servants.

But in the end, the little bastard directly took him back and "threatened" him, saying that if he dared to go and sleep with other men again, he would be unable to get off the ground.

These days are really unbearable, unbearable, it's unreasonable for his elder brother to be bullied like this by his younger brother.

He must find a way to drive this wolf-like little bastard out of the room!