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

"Oh..." Su Fuliu didn't want to know who this Mo Chilu was, he just wanted to know why this Mo Chilu held Feng Muting's hand, and why the two of them were so close.

"You, what's your attitude?!" Mo Chilu was so angry that he stood up and stared at Su Fuliu, without the weak look just now.

"What's the relationship between you and the prince?" Su Fuliu answered the wrong question.

Mo Chilu was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help looking at Su Fuliu. The man in front of him was so good-looking and had such a good figure. He asked him what was his relationship with the prince, and what was the relationship between this man and the prince? Could it be possible? ...

"Why are you looking at me like this, I ask you, what is your relationship with the prince?!" Su Fuliu asked angrily.

Normally, he would definitely take into account the identity of the other party, but now he couldn't bear it, anyone with long eyes could tell that this Mo Chilu cared about Feng Muting very much, and he naturally held Feng Muting's hand , Such an intimate action, if it is a normal relationship, how dare you do it.

Mo Chilu rolled his eyes, and then said: "I... What is my relationship with the prince... It's not convenient to say, as long as you understand."

"You, you are talking nonsense, the prince won't..." Su Fuliu couldn't say anything halfway through, he belonged to Feng Muting, Feng Muting loved him so much, and he knew that love was true.

However, other men have already stood in front of him and said such a thing, if there is nothing, this man would not have said such a thing.

Seeing this, Mo Chilu said again: "My lord and I met a few years ago...but later, I had to leave for a few years due to family problems. Now that I'm back, I can't wait to see my lord."

"You're talking nonsense, so I don't believe you." Su Fuliu didn't believe that Mu Ting had been with this man in front of him a few years ago.

"Don't believe me, I think you are soft and weak, but your temperament is somewhat similar to mine. If you think about it, the prince can let you be his attendant, it is probably because of this, because he saw you , as if seeing me."

Su Fuliu, who was able to persevere originally, was stunned immediately after hearing these words.

Feng Muting likes him, is it because his temper is like the man in front of him? !

Could it be that Feng Muting regarded him as a substitute? !

Seeing the panic in Su Fuliu's eyes, Mo Chilu was even more sure that he was interested in Feng Muting, so he said: "Now that I'm back, the prince will definitely want to be with me, I advise you not to stay here Bring shame on yourself!"

Su Fuliu shook his head and said: "No way, the prince won't lie to me, you must be talking nonsense, you want to sow discord!"

"You don't believe me? Well, then I'll show you something, and you'll give up." As he spoke, Mo Chilu took out the pendant hidden in his skirt, "Do you see this? This is a gift from the prince. It also has my name and the name of the prince engraved on it."

"No, you must have made this yourself, the prince will not give you this!" Su Fuliu clenched his fists tightly.

"Don't deceive yourself, this is what the lord gave me. Is it because the lord never gave you anything, that's why you say that?" Mo Chilu asked back.

Su Fuliu loosened his fists, he looked down at himself, he seemed to have nothing else but the clothes, but he never cared about these, as long as Feng Muting was with him was enough.

Seeing his reaction, Mo Chilu knew that he guessed right, so he laughed: "My lord really didn't give you anything, that's right, you are just my substitute, my lord just saw you miss me, he It's me who cares, how can I take you into my heart?"