He not only didn't open his mouth.
Instead, he pressed his thin lips together, looking down with cold eyes at the little one almost climbing onto him.
Zhi'er saw his "disobedience" and was very dissatisfied, pouting her little lips.
Yesterday, Fourth Brother Bai Daoyan was fed by her and was happy to eat.
Why is this bad brother so stubborn!
Zhi'er pointed a little finger towards the door, pretending to be surprised: "Brother Fu Ce, look at that!"
Feng Fuce's gaze didn't even shift as he continued to stare at the little one.
He then pulled a cold smirk: "Trying to trick me into losing focus?"
However!
Just as Feng Fuce finished his sentence!
Zhi'er seized the moment when he opened his mouth to swiftly stuff the dumpling into it.
Feng Fuce: ...
The Xiu Luo Envoys nearby saw their cold and indifferent Marquis being outsmarted by a three-year-old!
With a dumpling in his mouth, his handsome face was full of surprise!
The scene was truly amusing.
