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

Su Fuliu couldn't help but startled, a little worried and scared.

Feng Muting looked at him like this, could he not be worried or afraid?

"My lord..."

Could it be that Feng Muting has already thought about how to punish him?

And looking at him like this, I'm afraid this punishment is terrible!

Who knows, Feng Muting said: "This king suddenly wants to eat you..."

But in the middle of the conversation, I heard Su Yan's voice from outside: "My lord, the kitchen said to eat tonight..."

"Get out!" Feng Muting was naturally unhappy when his words were interrupted, and he yelled at Su Yan.

Su Yan shuddered, and immediately shut his mouth, thinking to himself, where did he say something wrong, which made Feng Muting unhappy?

But what's wrong with these words?

After thinking about it, he guessed that it must be Su Fuliu who made trouble inside again and made Mu Ting unhappy, that's why he was troubled.

The innocent Su Fuliu took the blame just like that.

Su Yan shook his head, calmed down his frightened little heart, and left.

Su Fuliu swallowed, and stood there, at a loss.

Although it was Su Yan who was fierce to Feng Muting just now, he stood close and strongly felt Feng Muting's angry "roll" just now, which was full of shocking force.

Even if it wasn't about him, he was shocked.

Feng Muting gave a dry cough, calmed down his emotions, and then looked at Su Fuliu again.

"This king suddenly wants to eat the fish soup you made, so you will make dinner."

Su Fuliu froze for a moment, he waited for a long time, thinking it was some kind of punishment, but it turned out to be this?

Does Feng Muting want him to stew fish soup for him?

Seeing him stunned, Feng Muting couldn't help frowning: "I don't want to?"

Su Fuliu shook his head immediately, like a rattle: "No, no, the little one is willing, the little one is willing, stewing fish soup is very time-consuming, so the little one will go out and pick a fresh and fat fish, and stew it at night Give the prince a bowl of fish soup that is even tastier than last time!"

"En." Feng Muting nodded slightly.

"Then, I'll take my leave." After Su Fuliu finished speaking, he left immediately.

When he stepped out of the study, he suddenly felt as if he had regained a new life.

Rather than standing next to Feng Muting and yawning, he certainly prefers to stew fish soup.

He went to the kitchen to get the basket, and then left the house with the basket on his shoulders.

She looks like a little daughter-in-law.

He came to the fish stand and began to pick fish.

After picking out the fish, he paid the bill and was ready to go home.

He looked at the plump and fresh fish in the basket, and couldn't help smiling. This time, Feng Muting must be full of praise!

Let Feng Muting know that he also has a skill, not just making embarrassments.

At this time, suddenly a figure swished past him, he didn't even see the person clearly, he just felt light on his waist, raised his hand to touch, the purse was gone.

Immediately, he realized that the man was a thief just now, so he immediately shouted: "Thief, stop, please stop the person in front, that man is a thief!"

But no one dared to stop the thief, they all put self-preservation first, on the contrary, after hearing what Su Fuliu said, they stepped aside one after another.

Su Fuliu was dumbfounded, there was no one to help him.

But it's true, for no reason, no one will easily help someone they don't know.

In case the thief has a vicious heart, they are also afraid of being hurt or retaliated by the thief.

However, if he encountered such a thing, he would definitely help.

Su Fuliu had no choice but to chase by himself, but it was really difficult for him to chase with a basket.

Seeing that the thief was about to slip away, suddenly someone in the crowd stretched out a foot. The thief didn't see it, and he tripped over and fell a dog into the mud.