MTL - Let Me Ruffle Your Fur a Little-Chapter 31 sea ​​otter... fierce

The two went downstairs to have dinner.

The sweet wine made last week has fermented and can be used to make some desserts. Bai Yao wanted to feed Mu Muer everything good, wanted to make him fatter, and hoped that his thin waist could be filled with some meat.

The round little sea otters are good-looking.

For dinner, Bai Yao made potato, tomato, beef brisket and glutinous rice. After the restaurant closed, there were some fresh seaweed seedlings left, which would not be eaten until tomorrow. It happened to be another miso soup.

For dessert, Bai Yao intends to make Jiuniang Yuanzi. Jiuniang is made by himself. The small **** are also made by himself with glutinous rice flour, sticky rice flour and water. They look very pleasing when placed on a floured tray.

Jiuniang Yuanzi is made quickly, and the dessert is ready before dinner is ready.

Originally, he wanted to warm it in the pot first, and then eat after dinner, but when Bai Yao raised his eyes, he saw Mu Mu'er sitting obediently on a chair at the dining table, looking into the kitchen, with a look of eager anticipation.

The miso soup had to wait for the water to boil, and the beef brisket had to be stewed for a while before it was ready. He was afraid that Mu Muer would not be able to wait until she was hungry, so he thought that he could eat some glutinous rice **** to cushion his stomach first.

Bai Yao didn't know if Mu Mu'er had this before. He was afraid that he would find it too sweet, so he didn't fill it too much. He took a small glass bowl and filled it up, letting him taste it first.

As a result, he put the bowl in front of Mu Muer, and when he came back from the kitchen to pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus that had been sprinkled on it, the bowl was already empty, and Mu Muer was biting the spoon, blinking at him intently.

Bai Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he glanced at the jar of sweet-scented osmanthus in his hand, and laughed and scolded Zhu Bajie for eating ginseng fruit.

He was about to take the bowl away, but saw Mu Muer staring at the empty bowl, licking her lips, with begging and disappointment written all over her eyes.

"Want to eat?" He shook the bowl in his hand.

Mu Muer hurriedly nodded eagerly, followed Bai Yao, went into the kitchen and took a look at the pot. After seeing that there was still a lot left, she smiled happily and waited for Bai Yao to fill another bowl.

But Bai Yao didn't serve it for him, and said with a light smile: "I won't give it, or I won't be able to eat for a while."

"It can be eaten." Mu Muer quibbled in a low voice, but he was obedient and didn't continue to ask, but turned around and wandered around in the kitchen.

His stone was still in the corner, Mu Muer's eyes brightened, she went over to look at it carefully, squatted down on the ground, and patted the stone as if saying hello to a good friend.

After squatting for a while, Mu Muer began to feel bored, so she stood up and wandered around in the kitchen, touching this one, looking at that one, and was attracted by a bowl of things on the countertop.

While frying the beef brisket in the casserole, Bai Yao was thinking about why Mu Muer was hungry again after eating so many snacks during the day, when he suddenly heard a few dull sounds behind him.

He hurriedly looked back, just in time to see Mu Mu'er holding a clam, smashing it on the stone he put in the corner, just broke it open, and wanted to eat the meat inside.

The bowl of clams was thawed out by Bai Yao from the freezer at night. To make soup tomorrow night, he originally wanted to put it in the refrigerator, but he forgot about it.

"Raw ones, little ancestor." Bai Yao quickly snatched the clams from his hand, "Raw ones can't be eaten."

The food in Mu Muer's hand was taken away, she looked at Bai Yao aggrievedly, smacked her mouth twice, and was puzzled why she didn't give it to herself. The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, and he took a small step back slowly.

Bai Yao was a little worried that he would scare him, so he lowered his voice a little: "Mu'er can tell me what she wants to eat in the future, but raw food must not be eaten, you know?"

"In the past, everything was fine." Mu Muer still didn't understand, "Only raw ones."

"If you don't eat it quickly, you will be snatched away." His eyes followed the clam in Bai Yao's hand without leaving it at all, "You will be hungry."

Bai Yao had to think hard to figure out what he meant. He felt that Mu Muer was like a puzzle or a difficult problem. He had to solve his puzzle bit by bit, and he needed to understand him bit by bit.

He asked softly: "Who will **** it away?"

"Sea otter, fierce." Mu Mu'er answered quickly this time, her voice sounded a little aggrieved, and repeated, "Mu'er doesn't want to go hungry."

This sentence made Bai Yao pause for a moment, and he suddenly remembered what happened when Mu Muer got angry with him in the morning. The boy seemed to dislike sea otters very much.

As if the puzzle pieces in his mind were put together again, Bai Yao realized that Mu Muer had probably lived with real sea otters in the sea, and they were very likely to steal his food.

Bai Yao asked softly: "Then Mu'er, can you tell Yaoyao how long you have lived in the sea?"

"Not for a long time." Mu'er spread his hands, gestured for a distance of about one meter, and said seriously, "Only, so long." He looked at the distance between his two hands for a while, and slowly moved his hand away One point, and added a sentence: "It's been so long."

Mu Mu'er thought for a few seconds before continuing, and he shook his head vigorously: "I don't like it, Mu'er prefers to be with Yaoyao."

These words made Bai Yao's heart soften a lot. He smiled at Mu Mu'er, and smoothed a hair on the top of his head, "Yao Yao also likes Mu'er."

After dinner, Bai Yao was a little tired, and planned to go to bed early after tidying up. This time he directly closed the door of the small utility room, let Mu Muer into his bedroom, and planned to sleep together.

After everything was settled, Bai Yao waited quietly after lying down, wanting to see if Mu Muer would come to hold his hand as he imagined.

Sure enough, Mu Muer huddled beside him, found a comfortable position, then quietly raised her eyes to glance at Bai Yao, carefully checked that he didn't reject him, and stuffed her hand into his palm.

Bai Yao chuckled, squeezed Mu Muer's hand tightly, and closed his eyes to sleep.

But this night was not as peaceful and beautiful as he thought.

After only sleeping for two or three hours, Bai Yao was woken up, and the people around him tossed and turned, as if they hadn't fallen asleep.

The key is that Bai Yao is still holding Mu Muer's hand, the boy will hold it tighter for a while, pinch his fingers for a while, turn over again for a while, and Bai Yao knows every little move he makes.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and Bai Yao was woken up again by Mu Mu'er. He turned over, opened one eye and glanced at the people around him, and said hoarsely, "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

Bai Yao was half asleep and half awake, thinking that he would never be allowed to take a nap again, and he had to wake himself up no matter how sleepy he was, so that he could go to sleep at night when he was sleepy.

Mu Muer's eyes were wide open in the darkness, and she snorted, "There's a lot to eat."

Bai Yao thought he was dreaming about something delicious. He was about to go to bed first and eat it tomorrow, but Mu Muer said again: "I haven't finished eating...it's broken."

Waking up in the middle of the night without turning his head at all, Bai Yao was stunned for a long time before he understood what Mu Muer was talking about.

I bought a lot of snacks at the market during the day, especially the bag of dried fish that I didn’t finish eating and brought back. In the evening, there were still unfinished Jiuniang Yuanzi. This little guy was thinking about his delicious food, and was afraid that it would go bad overnight.

"It can't be broken, there is a refrigerator." Bai Yao was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and the words he spoke were all glued together, almost speaking in one tone.

Mu Mu'er was still full of energy, she blinked her eyes in the dark, tried hard to think about what Bai Yao said, and said "oh" thoughtfully.

Bai Yao thought it was all right, turned over and closed his eyes to sleep.

After a long time, he was about to fall asleep, but he heard a small murmur beside him: "What is a refrigerator?"

Bai Yao didn't answer his question, he slapped Mu Mu'er's eyes to cover Mu Mu'er's eyes, and sighed: "Why aren't you sleepy?"

"Mu'er is not sleepy, Mu'er is not sleepy at all." Mu Muer slipped out from under Bai Yao's hands, stared at his face with bright eyes, and was very proudly waiting for Bai Yao to praise him.

Bai Yao cursed in his heart.

Seeing that Bai Yao didn't explain what the refrigerator was for so long, Mu Mu'er was a little worried. He was thinking about the dried fish he hadn't finished eating, and the sweet soup that night.

He sneaked over to look at it at night while Bai Yao was taking a bath, and there was still a lot left, which he hadn't finished eating, and it turned out that when he was in the sea, a lot of food would go bad after a day.

So he asked again unwillingly: "What is a refrigerator?"

Bai Yao had no choice but to take him to the kitchen to look at the refrigerator.

His small dried fish was placed in a small refrigerated drawer, where the temperature was lower and it was not easy to spoil it. And the pot of fermented glutinous rice **** was covered with plastic wrap and placed in the top compartment of the refrigerator.

Mu Muer pouted and looked into the refrigerator, and asked in a muffled voice to the Jiuniang Yuanzi inside: "Isn't this...won't it go bad?"

Bai Yao stood at the door of the kitchen, staring at the little thing's back in a daze.

He couldn't believe that Mu Muer knew what the bathtub was for, but she didn't know the function of the refrigerator.

Don't pretend to be small.

He glanced up at the watch on the wall. It was almost three o'clock in the morning. Bai Yao was yawning so much that he almost fell to the ground from sleepiness: "Little ancestor, if you don't let me sleep, I will die."

Mu Muer just learned the functions of the refrigerator, so she thought she was very witty and said: "Then, does Yaoyao want to enter the refrigerator?"