Duofu's paws ran out uncontrollably. When he came to his senses, he had turned into a little baby and was sitting in the Fourth Prince's lap, mouth open, waiting to be fed.
The Fourth Prince found it all amusing. Although he knew he could lure Duofu out, he really didn't expect that he would actually raise such a big glutton.
As soon as it smells food, it ignores everything else and runs out like an idiot, even opening its mouth wide to wait for him to feed it.
The Fourth Prince unceremoniously stretched out his slender fingers and pinched Duofu's chubby cheeks.
Duofu didn't resist; instead, he tried to ingratiate himself by bringing his other cheek closer, his round, bright eyes filled with desire to eat.
"I really have raised a glutton. I haven't treated you badly on a daily basis, so why do you always look like a starving ghost?"
"If my other brothers knew, they would really think that I had abused you."
The Fourth Prince patted the chubby bottom without any hesitation.
Duofu didn't care at the moment. If it were any other time, he would have already thrown a tantrum and glared angrily at the Fourth Prince.
Now his face is all smiles, as if the smiles on his face are free, his smile is so bright, his eyebrows and eyes are curved.
Duofu rubbed his head against the Fourth Prince, muttering that he wanted to eat. Quickly, put some food on his plate.
The Fourth Prince glanced at Duofu lightly, picked up a pre-prepared handkerchief, and slowly began to wipe Duofu's chubby little hands.
The Fourth Prince wasn't in a hurry at all, slowly wiping each of his chubby little paws.
Duofu didn't have the patience for that, and tried to snatch the handkerchief and wipe himself a couple of times.
As if he could read minds, the Fourth Prince's clear, cold voice rang out before Duofu's chubby little hands could even move.
"If you still want to eat today, then you'd better wait patiently and don't move around."
Duofu watched as the Fourth Prince wiped his chubby little hands countless times.
Duofu finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears, twisting her bottom as she tried to get off the Fourth Prince's lap.
How can you bully people like this?
When the Fourth Prince heard the crying, he panicked for a moment. He had only meant to tease his son, Duofu.
Unexpectedly, she started crying.
Looking at Duofu in his arms, who kept twisting downwards, the Fourth Prince held him tightly. He dared not let go now, lest he fail to appease him.
The Fourth Prince could imagine that the next few months would definitely be difficult for him.
The Fourth Prince's face was no longer stern; it had softened as if spring had arrived.
Her voice wasn't cold and aloof; instead, it was soft and sweet.
Su Peisheng was somewhat unaccustomed to his master's sudden change. He knew that his most important task now was to get out of there as soon as possible, otherwise, if he saw his master like this today, he would definitely not have a good day tomorrow.
Su Peisheng hurriedly bowed and then retreated from the room as if his backside was on fire, keeping a safe distance from the door.
Su Peisheng could only vaguely see the figures in the room and couldn't hear what they were saying, but he could vaguely sense their gentleness.
Su Peisheng was speechless. Why did his master have to provoke this little devil?
In the end, you'll just have to bow your head and try your best to please others, so why bother suffering like that?
The Fourth Prince frantically tried to pick up the large pearl that Duofu had dropped. His Duofu hadn't cried in a long time, and this time, his crying terrified him.
Before, she would at most whine and pretend to cry, but now she closes her eyes tightly, opens her mouth wide, and big tears fall down.
The Fourth Prince felt extremely distressed and kept comforting him.
"Duoduo, don't cry. It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
Duofu was in no mood to listen to the Fourth Prince admit his mistake.
He's got a really bad temper now.
He twisted his body, trying to run away, but the Fourth Prince held the chubby little boy tightly around the waist—or rather, the waist—of which was more like a round little belly.
The Fourth Prince is now humbling himself, constantly coaxing the little darling in his arms.
He had said countless sweet words, but the little prince in his arms still couldn't stop crying. The Fourth Prince felt bad; he shouldn't have teased him so much.
He himself knew perfectly well how temperamental his little tyrant was.
Especially since they are usually pampered and spoiled, they can't be scolded or criticized, and can only be coaxed.
Today, this little darling was already angry for some unknown reason, and on top of that, I teased her too much. Well, now the little darling is in a complete mess.
The Fourth Prince was also somewhat at a loss, looking at the little dumpling in his arms who was crying more and more intensely.
The Fourth Prince lifted Duofu's face and looked behind him. Xiao Jindou slowly stopped talking, but his mouth was still open.
Her face was covered in tears from crying, her cheeks were flushed, and especially her big, dark eyes were red and swollen, making her look particularly pitiful.
The Fourth Prince couldn't resist giving Duofu a gentle kiss on the corner of his eye, while coaxing him with even more patience and tenderness.
"My little darling, you mustn't cry. If you keep crying, all your favorite dishes will get cold."
"How about we let our little darling finish eating before crying?"
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of fragrant chicken with his chopsticks—a piece that was just the right size to fit in his mouth.
Duofu was still crying with his eyes closed. His little red nose twitched a couple of times, and when he smelled the meat getting closer and closer, his mouth opened even wider.
Once the piece of meat was finally put into his mouth, Duofu stopped ravenously, closed his eyes tightly, and wiped the snot and tears on his face into the Fourth Prince's arms.
She then turned around, hugged the Fourth Prince's arm, and began to eat meat while humming softly with her eyes closed.
The Fourth Prince had no interest in paying attention to the fact that his freshly washed clothes were covered in snot and tears.
Instead, he quickly picked up another piece of tender mutton that was just the right size, and just as Duofu opened his mouth, he put it in his own mouth.
Duofu kept his eyes tightly closed, refusing to open them, but he didn't stop eating the meat, and at a fast pace.
He was already hungry, and he had just cried again, so now he felt embarrassed, aggrieved, and hungry all at the same time.
Duofu decided that he would absolutely not open his eyes during this meal, and would just eat his fill with his eyes closed.
The Fourth Prince looked at the still-tempered little devil in his arms and couldn't help but sigh. He shouldn't have provoked him in the first place.
Resignedly, he continued feeding him, this time adding the nearest roast duck to his chopsticks, picking up a piece with succulent meat and crispy skin.
Seeing that Duofu in his arms had already opened his mouth and was waiting for the next bite of meat, the Fourth Prince did not linger slowly, but quickly but elegantly put it into Duofu's mouth.
In the end, Duofu ate about five or six bites of all the meat, except for that fragrant braised pork knuckle.
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