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

"Go out and have a look, I heard Shilang's voice." Su Fuliu said.

"Oh, you, Liu, walk slowly. If you walk too fast, your legs will shake a bit." Feng Muting reminded him very "considerately".

It's good not to mention it, the temperature on Su Fuliu's face rises immediately when he mentions it, and he almost gave up the idea of ​​going out to see Bai Yulang.

Although he didn't say anything, he subconsciously slowed down.

Feng Muting hurried over and opened the door of the palace, fearing that Su Fuliu would lose his strength.

Su Fuliu glanced at him, and then walked out, a gust of cold wind blew, a bit biting.

Fortunately, he wears a lot, but he can bear it.

When he went to the yard, he saw that Bai Yulang was making a snowman that was taller than him. Because the snowman was too tall, he couldn't touch the top of the snowman's head, and he couldn't put the things he made on top of the snowman's head. Stamped his feet and shouted: "Brother~"

Lu Chimo beside him chuckled, and reached out to take what Bai Yulang was holding so that he could help put it on the snowman's head, but Bai Yulang refused: "Brother, I want to put it myself."

"Okay." Lu Chimo understood what he meant, then squatted down, raised his hand and pulled Bai Yulang over to sit on his shoulders, then grabbed Bai Yulang's ankles with both hands, "Yulang sit still .”

"En!" Bai Yulang nodded, very happy.

Then Lu Chimo stood up, and Bai Yulang instantly "grew taller". He couldn't touch the top of the snowman's head before, but now he can overlook the top of the snowman's head.

He successfully placed the object in his hand on top of the snowman's head, then clapped his hands and said, "Okay, brother."

"The one on the side is shorter, don't you want to put something on it?" Lu Chimo asked.

"No, I can put this on tiptoe later." Bai Yulang replied.

"Okay." Lu Chimo then put Bai Yulang down.

Bai Yulang immediately squeezed his shoulder, and said: "Brother, are you tired, Yulang will give you a squeeze."

"I'm not tired, it won't be a problem for senior brother to eat Yulang a few more times." Lu Chimo said with a smile.

When Bai Yulang heard this, he immediately replied: "It's okay for Senior Brother to eat Yulang several times."

Su Fuliu walked over, looked at the two who were whispering, and said, "Shi Lang, Doctor Lu."

Only then did Bai Yulang realize that Su Fuliu had come, and that stinky prince had also come: "Brother, you can count, didn't you work hard last night?"

"...Uh, no, no." Su Fuliu still wanted to deny it, but anyone with a discerning eye could understand this kind of thing.

"Didn't you sleep until now? Brother, your physical strength is not good enough. The physical strength difference between you and your Tinglang is too large. You need to exercise, and then eat more nutritious supplements to make your body stronger. Ah, otherwise, your Ting Lang's temper will be even more irritable if he is dissatisfied with his desires." Bai Yulang said earnestly.

"Shilang..." Su Fuliu regretted going out.

Feng Muting saw that Bai Yulang was talking again, and wanted to scold him angrily, but after thinking about it, Bai Yulang's words didn't seem to be wrong, he was thinking about his "happiness", so that just popped up. His anger was quenched in an instant.

Lu Chimo pulled Bai Yulang and said, "Yulang, the snowman is not finished yet, shall we continue?"

"Okay!" Bai Yulang nodded, and then said to Su Fuliu, "Brother, you and the lord also come to build a snowman, look, I made this one, super big brother, super big me, super big An'er , does it look like us?"