OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 662: How Do You Know He’s Not a Eunuch

Chapter 662: Chapter 662: How Do You Know He’s Not a Eunuch

Feng Fuce pinched her little hand: "I’m here, no one can make you die."

Even if King Yan himself came, it wouldn’t work. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Bai Zhi’er took advantage of the situation and said: "Brother Juzi, then why didn’t you come to see me before..."

Feng Fuce’s throat bobbed twice, not knowing how to answer.

He looked at Bai Zhi’er in a daze, yet she was still calling out to Brother Juzi, who was on her mind.

For the first time, a feeling called guilt rose in Feng Fuce’s heart.

Little Demon Pet’s thoughts were simple, besides eating, it was Brother Juzi.

He unconsciously gently rubbed the back of her hand, just as he was about to follow up on her words, Feng Fuce suddenly noticed the slight up-and-down movement of Bai Zhi’er’s small shoulders.

The little one was secretly scratching an itchy spot.

He then used his fingertip to press on Bai Zhi’er’s pulse.

The strong and powerful pulse further indicated that the little one was lying.

Feng Fuce gradually narrowed his cold eyes.

A playful glint flashed through his dark eyes.

Afterwards, the boy’s clear and pleasant voice followed Bai Zhi’er’s words: "I was busy before, couldn’t come. Now I’m here, aren’t I?"

Bai Zhi’er hummed: "It’s only because I got sick that you came to see me."

Lu Wang watched on with slight silence.

What exactly were Lord Demon and this little girl doing? Why was the atmosphere so strange?

Feng Fuce leaned down, leisurely watching Bai Zhi’er with her squinting eyes.

Inside, her eyes shone, reflecting the little one’s usual cunning.

Feng Fuce chuckled softly.

"You’re quite the actor, little rascal."

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhi’er licked her lips with her pink tongue: "Brother Juzi, what are you saying? I don’t understand at all."

Feng Fuce folded his arms, raising an eyebrow: "Xijiang Yue has a new dish, I was thinking of taking you to try it, but unfortunately..."

Bai Zhi’er opened her eyes: "Brother Fu Ce, I’m awake, I’m fine now."

Lu Wang widened his bear-like eyes.

She was pretending?!

Feng Fuce had expected it, snorting as he said: "Done pretending?"

Bai Zhi’er sat up, her little face round and cute, fair and tender.

Her big black eyes looked pitifully at Feng Fuce.

"I wasn’t pretending, I just thought you were Brother Juzi."

The smile on Feng Fuce’s face gradually disappeared, his eyes gathering a storm.

Even the young man’s tone became somewhat icy.

"Didn’t I tell you, not to joke about your own safety, and especially not to use this method to lure out the so-called Brother Juzi!"

Seeing Feng Fuce getting angry, Lu Wang hurriedly lowered his head, reflexively wanting to admit his mistake.

In contrast, Bai Zhi’er showed no sign of fear in her round, black eyes.

The little one squeezed her fingers back and forth.

She replied softly: "You said so, and you also said that if I did this, you would kill Brother Juzi!"

Feng Fuce sneered: "Seems you remember."

Bai Zhi’er confidently hugged her little arms.

"Alright, I agree you can kill him, but first, you have to find him."

Feng Fuce’s face stiffened.

Bai Zhi’er tilted her head, looking at him: "What’s wrong? Daddy said Brother Fu Ce has great abilities, the Palace Attendants say your nose is as sharp as a dog’s, no criminal can escape."

"Finding a little eunuch, is even that difficult for Brother Fu Ce?"

Feng Fuce reluctantly gritted his teeth and reminded: "He’s not a eunuch."

Bai Zhi’er blinked her long lashes, playfully and lively: "How do you know he’s not? Do you know him?"