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

Su Fuliu remained in a daze until the third day before the fever subsided.

For the past three days, he has been muttering words of begging for mercy.

It can be seen that it is really terrified.

Feng Muting was always by his side, never leaving.

He didn't want to scare the little idiot like this, but otherwise the little idiot really wouldn't have a long memory.

It wasn't until noon that Su Fuliu woke up completely. When he saw Feng Muting, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

"Wake up, are you hungry? I'll ask someone to bring you something to eat?" Feng Muting asked softly.

Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting who was as gentle as before, as if it was another person who was violent in those few days.

He pursed his mouth and didn't dare to speak, but just looked at Feng Muting tremblingly.

"A Liu?" Seeing this, Feng Muting wanted to reach out and touch Su Fuliu's forehead.

Su Fuliu shrank back in fright, her big watery eyes immediately filled with tears.

He clutched the quilt tightly, with a timid look on his face.

Feng Muting sighed lightly: "I'm sorry, I know I've frightened you for the past few days, but do you know how uncomfortable I feel? If it were you, wouldn't you break down?"

With tears in her eyes, Su Fuliu said in a hoarse voice: "Tinglang, I really know I was wrong, I won't run around anymore, you catch me back and tie me by your side, I'm not going anywhere, just follow me at your side."

Feng Muting leaned over and hugged him into his arms: "I want to take you back and tie you by my side, so that I can rest assured."

"Ting Lang won't be angry, okay..." Su Fuliu said pitifully while pinching Feng Muting's lapel gently.

"You..." Feng Muting raised his hand and gently wiped the tears on Su Fuliu's face. He has been crying every day for the past few days, and the water will flood Jinshan. Give your legs a discount!"

Looking at his crying appearance, Feng Muting was heartbroken, but he still "threatened" angrily.

Su Fuliu couldn't help trembling, and tightened the hand holding Feng Muting's skirt: "I...I don't dare anymore."

Feng Muting kissed him on the forehead: "Okay, don't cry anymore, the fever has lasted for three days, it can be regarded as the fever is gone, but do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"Hmm..." Su Fuliu responded weakly.

Feng Muting was stunned, and his heart tightened: "Is there any discomfort? Then I'll call Miracle Doctor Lu over."

As soon as he moved, Su Fuliu stopped him, and his crying face turned hot instantly: "No...you don't need to call Miracle Doctor Lu over."

"But you're not feeling well."

Su Fuliu lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Feng Muting, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I mean, my throat hurts, my waist hurts, my knees hurt too... my whole body hurts..."

Feng Muting was stunned again, it turned out that what Su Fuliu was talking about was uncomfortable: "Then, let Bai Yulang come over and give you an injection, at least to relieve the pain in your back."

Su Fuliu shook her head: "No, I don't have a good place on my body that was bullied by Tinglang. I can't let Yulang see it."

"Can……"

"No, just don't." Su Fuliu said, looking like he was about to cry again.

"Okay, okay, if you don't let him come, let me rub it for you." After speaking, Feng Muting lifted the quilt and sat down.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, before he touched Su Fuliu, he saw Su Fuliu trembled and subconsciously shrank back.

It can be seen that he really frightened Su Fuliu a lot in the past few days, so frightened that Su Fuliu's body instinctively avoided the reaction.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Liu, as long as you don't do this again, I won't do this again." Feng Muting coaxed softly.