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

The snow is getting heavier.

It was getting colder and colder upstairs.

Feng Muting directly hugged Su Fuliu up, "It's too cold outside, let's go back to the hall."

Su Fuliu was in a hurry: "I, I can walk by myself, you don't need to hug..."

"Yes." Feng Muting didn't want to let go of Su Fuliu, God knows how he got here during this time.

He was thinking about his A Liu all the time, worried about his A Liu.

Now that it was seen again, he wished he could tie this rabbit to his body and never separate it for a moment.

"Ting Lang..." Seeing so many pairs of eyes looking at them, Su Fuliu felt ashamed, so this time Ting Lang shouted, there was a trace of begging for mercy.

Hearing this "Ting Lang", Feng Muting's nosebleeds almost flowed down: "Good Liu, let me hear you again."

"You!" Su Fuliu was so ashamed that she said angrily, "I'll deal with you when I go back!"

Feng Muting couldn't help laughing: "Going back, I don't know who will take care of whom?"

"..." Su Fuliu choked speechlessly, and angrily ignored Feng Muting, but he didn't bother to come down anymore.

Looking at his angry little look, Feng Muting really liked him.

But Bai Yulang couldn't help but snorted when he saw the two of them, and then said in a low voice: "Smelly prince, you know how to bully my brother."

Then he looked at Lu Chimo again, and before he could speak, Lu Chimo walked up to him and knelt slightly: "Come on, senior brother will carry you."

The corners of Bai Yulang's mouth couldn't stop rising, and then he jumped on Lu Chimo's back happily: "Senior brother understands me best!"

Doctor Xing and the three of them covered their eyes one after another, as if they hadn't seen it.

Their third prince, why is this happening!

Look at the uncomfortable look of His Highness the Crown Prince. After all, he is thin-skinned, and his face is as red as the evening sun.

Look at the third prince again, as if he wished he could stick to Miracle Doctor Lu, he didn't even blush at all, completely pretending that people like them didn't exist.

Gu Xingchen took Wen Hongye's hand, and slowly went down the tower. During this time, Wen Hongye peeled off a candy and stuffed it into Gu Xingchen's mouth, saying, "If it's sweet, you won't feel cold anymore."

Gu Xingchen grabbed his hand and raised it to signal: "With you by my side, why is it cold?"

Xie Chen glanced at the six people walking in front, rolled his eyes, and then looked at Su Yan with grievances: "Brother, I'm so cold."

"It's so delicate, I didn't feel cold, no, Mr. Su didn't feel cold, why are you cold!" Su Yan said, but couldn't help touching Xie Chen's hand.

When he felt that Xie Chen's hand was really cold, he was stunned for a moment. Is this little bastard really cold?

"Look, I didn't lie to my brother, it's really cold, I want my brother to take me away." Xie Chen continued to feel wronged.

"Hold your head, can I hug you! You don't even look at you, you are so stupid, I struggle with my back, and I still hug you!" Su Yan cursed, thinking about how to warm Xie Chen's hands.

But at this moment, with a sudden lightness, Xie Chen hugged him horizontally: "Since my brother can't hold me, then I will hug my brother, and it will warm you up faster if you carry a load."

"Hey, you, you little bastard, you let me down, the prince is still in front..." Su Yan felt uncomfortable.

But before he finished speaking, Xie Chen interrupted: "Don't worry, brother, the prince won't be able to see us behind us, besides, the prince is full of young master Su right now, and has no time to watch what we are doing. "