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

Feng Muting's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at Su Fuliu who seemed to be very absorbed in closing his eyes.

"Is it because I didn't kiss well enough, otherwise I worked so hard, why didn't Tinglang respond at all?" Su Fuliu let go of him and asked.

Feng Muting blinked his eyes. Although Su Fuliu's kiss was indeed not good enough, it wasn't because of this that he didn't respond. He was surprised because Su Fuliu was so active and passionate.

He felt that when he came back from shopping and fed Su Fuliu, he would be able to have a good meal.

"No, seeing Ah Liu like this, I can't help thinking, after I come back later, can I..."

Feng Muting didn't flirt at all, of course, he just didn't flirt with Su Fuliu.

When he saw Su Fuliu like this, he couldn't help it.

If he didn't think that Su Fuliu was still hungry, he would have thrown him down by now.

A blush rose on Su Fuliu's face, and he lowered his eyes.

Because the two were very close, his eyelashes that were like small brushes lightly brushed over Feng Muting's face, making Feng Muting's breath stagnate.

"When Tinglang comes back, I... will let Tinglang 'dispose'." After speaking, Su Fuliu buried his head, his face was burning.

Feng Muting wondered if there was something wrong with his ears: "A Liu, what did you say?"

Su Fuliu gently pushed him away, turned around and got back under the quilt: "Just say good things once, if Ting Lang didn't hear it, forget it."

"I heard it. I'm just afraid that I heard it wrong. Will Ah Liu really let me 'handle' her?" Feng Muting asked.

"...um..." Su Fuliu responded in a low voice.

But this sound was enough for Feng Muting to hear, he was immediately excited, and then said: "Then, then I will go out and buy wontons for Ah Liu now, buy delicious food, Ah Liu is waiting."

Only waiting for Feng Muting to leave, Su Fuliu got out from under the quilt, his blushing face was gradually stained with sadness.

He got out of bed and walked towards the extra high cabinet.

He stretched out his hand to push the high cabinet away, and saw the hole in the back. It took such a force to hit it to create such a hole, and it was made of flesh and blood.

Su Fuliu tremblingly raised her hand, caressing the sunken wall, remembering that Feng Muting was carried in that day, and his life was dying, if he hadn't healed him in time, Feng Muting might have...

It turned out that he was the assassin.

The wall was hit like this, how painful his Ting Lang was.

Su Fuliu knelt down slowly, looked down at his hands, although he couldn't remember what he did, but he heard it clearly, he seriously injured Tinglang, severely injured Yulang, and killed people ...

Why did it become like this after recovering martial arts? He thought that after recovering martial arts, he would be able to protect Ting Lang and Yu Lang, but in the end, he injured them with his own hands.

Su Fuliu covered her face with her hands, curled up and knelt there, and burst into tears.

The huge room was shrouded in sadness, and the crying was not loud, but it was not small. After listening to it, people felt a sense of despair that their heart was pinched, their throats were pinched, and they couldn't breathe.

Feng Muting bought a lot of food and came back, besides wontons, there were some things that Su Fuliu said he wanted to eat but didn't get them last time. He returned to the room happily and saw Su Fuliu was sleeping on his side.

Although he couldn't bear to disturb Su Fuliu's sleep, Su Fuliu said earlier that he was hungry, and the wontons would become sticky if he didn't eat them.

So, he put the food on the table, went to sit by the bed, and patted Su Fuliu lightly.

"Baby, get up and eat wontons. I'm afraid you won't have enough fresh big wontons, so I specially asked him to cook two bowls."