I want to return this princess

Chapter 3 Cherish life and stay away from Song Yihuan

Feng Muqing's sudden roar made Song Yihuan tremble in fright, because she didn't know where she had annoyed Feng Muqing.

"Husband, husband...you have a weird face, yes, do you want to fart? You don't have to hold back, even if you fart under the quilt, I won't dislike you, even...your fart is very Stinky, I just cover my nose, I will never laugh at you!"

Song Yihuan, who didn't know that he had angered Feng Muqing, naturally thought that Feng Muqing's face was flushed because he was holding back his fart.

Song Yihuan's words successfully pushed Feng Muqing to the brink of collapse.

There was a momentary urge to collide with death.

In the whole world, only Song Yihuan was able to survive the situation where Feng Muqing was offended.

"Get out! Immediately! Immediately!"

Feng Muqing swears that he has never regretted it so much, but the bride is his own who is being married by a medium. With so many eyes watching, he will never slap himself in the face.

Song Yihuan rolled over from the bed with a bang, sat on the corner of the bed and looked at Feng Muqing thoughtfully for a long while before speaking crisply.

"Sure enough, Ah Si didn't lie to me. Men are prone to lust and dissatisfaction at night, and when they are dissatisfied with desire, they will get angry for no reason! But... what is dissatisfaction with desire?"

Song Yihuan rubbed his chin with a sad face, as if he was seriously thinking about how to solve Feng Muqing's "dissatisfaction with desire".

Feng Muqing clenched his fists tightly, this Ah Si, if he meets him one day, he will definitely spank his ass to the ground!
"Don't make me say it a third time, get out! From now on, Madam Xi will take care of your diet and daily life, no objection is allowed!"

Song Yihuan was completely overwhelmed by Feng Muqing's anger, his small mouth shrunk, he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, he looked very pitiful, "Can you get out and come back? We agreed to sleep together, we can't If you are looking for a concubine, your husband can only sleep with Huanhuan."

Going around, unexpectedly returning to the most troublesome problem, Feng Muqing felt that even frowning was unnecessary, so he simply turned over, turned his back to Song Yihuan, and didn't plan to talk to this annoying little girl anymore.

There was a rustling sound, Feng Muqing turned his back to Song Yihuan, and didn't know what the little fat girl was doing.

Until... an unusual smell floated into Feng Muqing's nostrils, causing him to completely collapse.

"Song Yihuan!!!"

The stinky smell permeated the whole room, and there was a fart sound of "PuffPuff" from time to time, Feng Muqing only felt that the whole person was not well.

Song Yihuan actually sat on the chamber pot and pooped!

How could she poop in the bedroom? !The two capitalized words on Feng Muqing's forehead, Catch!mad!
Song Yihuan's aggrieved little face was filled with fear and anxiety, and he said sullenly, "Stomach pain..."

For a five-year-old child, it is absolutely impossible to hold back a stomachache for too long. Song Yihuan suddenly had a stomachache. In desperation, he had to solve it on the spot. There is a chamber pot in the room for urinating. It's just... she accidentally got on the tuba.

Feng Muqing couldn't stay in this room anymore, cherish life, stay away from Song Yihuan,
But Feng Muqing passed by Song Yihuan, and when he was about to open the door to go out, Song Yihuan's little hand grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Before Feng Muqing could make trouble, Song Yihuan had expressed his intention sadly, "There is no toilet paper... I can't wipe my ass..."

(End of this chapter)