Duofu and the others only realized what they had done after they finished nodding, and quickly shook their heads in annoyance.
He raised his head and said with a fawning smile, "Fourth Brother, I didn't mean to. Don't be angry. I'll make you pay me back next time."
Duofu couldn't believe that someone like the Fourth Prince could urinate on him.
Yes, he's fearless and has nothing to fear.
The Fourth Prince laughed after hearing this. This little devil really thought he couldn't do anything about him.
Tell him to return it; he'll regret it later.
The Fourth Prince stared at Duofu with a half-smile, his voice hoarse and magnetic: "Tell me to give it back. Do you think I'm like you, still liking to pee all over me at this age?"
Duofu's little belly rumbled; he was hungry now, as they hadn't had dinner yet.
The Fourth Prince also heard Duofu's little belly rumbling, but he didn't intend to make things difficult for the little darling.
If this little darling really had developed a possessive desire for him, he would be overjoyed, so why would he be angry?
Upon hearing a shout from inside the house, Su Peisheng immediately ordered someone to prepare bathing supplies.
Su Peisheng was also puzzled. Why should he take a bath at this hour?
Wasn't he sleeping the whole time? He was standing outside the whole time, and nothing inappropriate happened.
Why is my master suddenly acting like a germaphobe?
That shouldn't be the case.
The little darling was alone in the room, and the fastidiousness of the family, whom they called "master," was of no use to the little darling.
At first, he thought he was about to prepare dinner and almost asked someone to bring back the food that had already been prepared, but it didn't matter.
My little darling definitely needs to eat first.
While the Fourth Prince was bathing and changing clothes behind the screen, Duofu was already sitting at the table, happily eating meat, showing no intention of waiting for his human.
When the Fourth Prince came out after changing into his new clothes, he saw Duofu on the table, holding a chicken leg and gnawing on it. The dog's fur was covered in juice and oil, which gave the Fourth Prince a headache.
The Fourth Prince glared fiercely at Su Peisheng, who was standing next to him. Why was he looking at this little devil?
Su Peisheng was also very wronged; he wanted to help tear it open, but this little rascal wouldn't allow it.
He even seriously said that chicken legs taste better when eaten one by one, and that you should hold them with your own paws and gnaw on them yourself.
How could he dare to touch him and refuse? Even his master might not dare now, let alone Su Peisheng. He simply didn't have the guts.
The Fourth Prince knew that this matter was not Su Peisheng's fault, but he could only glare at Su Peisheng and not anyone else, so he just glared at him fiercely and didn't say anything. Sometimes Su Peisheng would suffer unexpected disasters for no reason.
But what can you do? He's the master's personal servant, so who else should you glare at if not him?
The Fourth Prince sat to the side and saw Duofu sitting on the table struggling with a chicken leg. At first, he felt a bit of a headache, but after looking at it a few more times, he felt that it was not so unbearable.
His little darling is quite cute and funny; even when he's gnawing on a chicken leg, he does it with such vividness and energy.
The stains on his body weren't so unbearable; he could just wash them off after dinner, and he wasn't short of water.
Duofu looked up and saw that the Fourth Prince was not angry. Instead, he became bolder. With a chicken leg still in his mouth, he went to the table and, not caring how much oil and sauce was on his body, jumped onto the Fourth Prince's lap with a splash.
Su Peisheng secretly clicked his tongue in amazement; only this little rascal dared to run onto his master so dirty.
The Fourth Prince's eyebrows twitched when he saw that his newly changed clothes were immediately stained with oil. This little rascal was indeed clever and cute, but sometimes he could be a bit of a nuisance.
Even though she knew he had just showered and was all oily, she still ran all over him. She's really gotten bold now and isn't afraid of him at all.
Duofu lay on that leg, put the chicken leg down first, and then started to shout triumphantly: "Hehe, Fourth Brother, you take so long to take a bath, hurry up, hurry up and feed me the chicken leg, this chicken leg is not soft enough, it hurts my paws when I peel it."
The Fourth Prince stretched out his fair and slender right hand, lifted Duofu by the neck, and gently placed him on the table.
Looking at the chicken leg that had been scratched and mangled on his clothes, he simply couldn't bring himself to pick it up.
Su Peisheng, who was standing nearby, had excellent eyesight. He immediately picked up the chopsticks and quickly removed the chicken leg from the Fourth Prince's knee and put it into the Fourth Prince's bowl.
Su Peisheng dared not throw it away. Although the chicken leg was not very presentable after being gnawed, it was eaten by his little darling, who had just said that he wanted his master to feed him personally.
Anyway, no matter what, the master will definitely feed this chicken leg to the little ancestor tonight.
Duofu glanced at the oil stains on the Fourth Prince's newly changed clothes and decided not to bother with it anymore, so he simply lifted him onto the table, figuring it wouldn't get dirty again.
With its round eyes glancing over, it raised its head again and started yelling, "Fourth Brother, hurry up and peel the chicken leg for me, tear it into small pieces quickly, otherwise it'll be hard to bite."
The Fourth Prince looked at the oily, black chicken leg in his bowl. He wondered what kind of sauce it had been dipped in, which made it so black.
The Fourth Prince glanced down at Duofu, sighed, picked up a plate of chopsticks, and decided to try to tear it off with the chopsticks.
After smacking around for a long time, he still couldn't break it properly. Instead, Duofu next to him started yelling at him impatiently.
Su Peisheng originally intended to go forward himself, but then he remembered that the little master wanted to be fed by his master personally, otherwise he wouldn't have refused his service in the first place.
So he stood obediently to the side, not daring to utter a sound.
Duofu was somewhat gloating, urging in a voice, "Fourth Brother, hurry up, I'm not full yet. I won't mind if you use your hands to eat it."
This isn't a question of whether Duofu would mind or not. It's that the Fourth Prince is a germaphobe. Asking his clean, white hands to grab your greasy chicken leg is like trying to blind some people.
Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng also glanced up at the large chicken leg that he had just picked up with his chopsticks.
This was specially requested by the little ancestor, with extra ingredients and oil added. The little ancestor also specifically instructed him to make it strong and flavorful.
It's indeed a bit difficult to ask one's master to catch this himself.
Su Peisheng, watching from behind, was also somewhat gloating. Now you know what hardship is, right? This little devil isn't so easy to please.
The Fourth Prince frowned, put down his chopsticks, and tentatively reached out his right hand to grab the chicken leg. He looked down at Duofu's bright eyes, which were staring at him, and they seemed to be saying, "Hurry up, hurry up."
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