MTL - Let Me Ruffle Your Fur a Little-Chapter 43 Don't dislike Mu'er

After the three of them left, the atmosphere in the restaurant became a little stiff, and the guests at other tables didn't talk much, and looked at Bai Yao with an inexplicable meaning in their eyes.

Bai Yao gently put Mu Mu'er in his arms back to the ground, rubbed his head, and whispered, "It's okay, go to the kitchen first, I'll look for you later."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Bai Yao pushed his little butt, and then Mu Mu'er walked into the kitchen step by step.

After Bai Yao calmed down the emotions of the guests outside, and returned to the kitchen, Mu Muer had already turned into a human form, wrapped in a large towel that Bai Yao used to wipe her hands, curled up on the small sofa in a daze.

When he saw Bai Yao coming in, he didn't move, but just stared at him blankly, apparently a little depressed.

Bai Yao stood at the door and thought for a while how to coax him, but there was still an order from the customer to be completed, so he didn't go over. He glanced at Mu Muer from time to time, and finally made him a chocolate crepe while he was free.

After adding milk, sugar and flour to the eggs, spread a thin layer in the pan, and put the raw chocolate in another small pot to melt, and soon the kitchen will be filled with a sweet and rich chocolate smell, like a dessert shop .

While making crepes, Bai Yao peeked at Mu Muer who was huddled in the corner.

The boy kept looking down at the floor, and he didn't know why he was so focused on it. He only raised his head slightly after smelling the fragrance, and looked curiously at the stove, with a little cute expectation in his eyes.

After the crepes were fried, they were placed on a small plate. Bai Yao poured thick chocolate on top, inserted a small fork and served it to Mu Mu'er, "Taste if it's delicious, make it whatever you want."

Mu Muer said "Thank you Yaoyao" as usual, but she didn't seem very happy, but her eyes lit up a little after taking a bite.

He didn't speak, just sat on the small sofa, ate his crepes in small bites, put the plate aside after eating, and curled up into a small ball again.

Mu Muer has been very quiet, not even the pleasant sound of the shell wind chime outside the window was able to attract his attention.

He usually looks up, because as long as it is a shell, he thinks it is a good thing to eat.

He didn't say the second sentence of the night until after the restaurant closed and Bai Yao finished cleaning up the kitchen.

"Yaoyao." Mu Mu'er waited for Bai Yao to look back at her, and asked slowly, "Waste, what is it?"

Mu Mu'er couldn't understand this word, but she could tell from that person's tone that it was not a good word. He thought about what this meant for a long time. After thinking about it all night, his head was a little dizzy, but he couldn't figure it out.

In fact, since the man said this sentence, Bai Yao had a feeling that Mu Mu'er would write it down. He squatted down in front of the boy, keeping his eyes on the same level as Mu Muer.

He doesn't hold grudges and doesn't know how to hate, but that doesn't mean he won't be sad.

Mu Mu'er has been staring at him, she raised her head just now, and now seeing him squatting down, she followed his movements and lowered her head, obediently waiting for Bai Yao to explain to herself.

His eyes are very clear and clean, much like the eyes of a child, so bright that it seems to be able to reflect Bai Yao's reflection, without any impurities.

If it is possible, Bai Yao hopes that Mu Muer will never touch such words. He really wants to protect this boy and let him live in a soft little bubble. he.

It can't be called occupying, it's just a pure desire to protect with a little bit of selfishness.

It's like raising a fragile little Pomeranian, knowing that it needs to go for a walk, but still hoping to keep it at home and protect it.

Of course, this is much more complicated than kittens and puppies.

Bai Yao couldn't help but think about what to do with Mu Mu'er's future.

The boy has always lived in the sea, and he doesn't know how long he has been alone like a small animal, let alone whether he can get used to human society. At the age of nineteen, it is time to start college, but it is impossible for him to go to school like a normal person. It is not difficult to guess that Mu Mu'er should have never attended junior high school or high school.

Thinking of this, Bai Yao only felt a blockage in his heart, and also a little sore, so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak.

He said slowly and earnestly: "If someone talks to you like this in the future, bite him, bite him hard, and don't let go."

"And if you don't want others to touch you, he still comes up to touch you casually, and you bite him too, don't worry about anything, just bite." Bai Yao paused for a while, pinched Mu Mu'er's fingers, "Is that clear?"

Mu Muer nodded with a half-understood look, a little bewildered.

Biting people will hurt others. He was bitten by other sea otters, and he still has scars on his body. He doesn't want to bite people. Even if that person came up to touch him casually. It's okay to roar, but he is not willing to grit his upper teeth.

But Mu Muer has unconditional trust in Bai Yao.

After nodding his head in agreement, he remembered something again, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "Yaoyao hasn't said yet, what do you mean by trash."

For a moment, Mu Mu'er began to feel that this was some kind of secret, and Bai Yao deliberately didn't want to tell him because the secret should not be talked about indiscriminately, but the more secret it was, the more he wanted to know.

So he held Bai Yao's finger instead, and shook it lightly: "Tell Mu'er, okay?"

Of course, Bai Yao could make up an explanation at will, telling Mu Muer that trash means cute, and he could also say that those people made up the word at random, but he didn't want to, he felt that he didn't have the right to do so.

"Mu'er really wants to know?"

Mu Muer thought about it carefully, and finally nodded slowly, "Think."

Bai Yao didn't answer right away, but asked him, "Is the crepe delicious just now?"

Following Bai Yao's gaze, Mu Muer glanced at the plate that was still on the side, nodded vigorously, and was afraid that Bai Yao would not believe her, so she said loudly: "It's delicious! Everything Yaoyao cooks is delicious."

Bai Yao chuckled, raised his hand and wiped the corner of Mu Mu'er's mouth with his thumb, wiping off a little bit of chocolate sauce.

"Yaoyao specially made it for Mu'er." He said slowly, "If Mu'er wasn't around, Yaoyao wouldn't be able to make such delicious desserts. Isn't Muer very good?"

"Hmm~" Mu Mu'er didn't quite understand, but she still responded.

He hesitated and asked: "Then Mu'er, did you help Yaoyao?"

"Well, it helped a lot. Mu'er helps a lot every day."

Hearing what Bai Yao said, Mu Muer puffed up her chest a little, and became happy again: "You're welcome, Yaoyao!"

After talking so much, Bai Yao finally explained to Mu Muer carefully, choosing every word carefully, and then he spoke after thinking about it, "Waste is someone who says it's useless, but Mu Muer helps Yaoyao every day." , that must have nothing to do with the word."

Mu Mu'er thought for a while, thinking she understood, and said, "That person is lying!"

"Yes, he was lying."

Finally understanding the meaning of this word, Mu Mu'er smiled very happily, her two small canine teeth were exposed a little, she held Bai Yao's hand and didn't say anything, just smiled like that.

Bai Yao stared at him for a while, smiled too, stood up, and rubbed his head with his big hands, "You're hungry, I'll cook."

Mu Mu'er got up, maybe because she suddenly remembered something else, and felt aggrieved, she kept holding Bai Yao's hand and didn't let go, after hesitating for a moment, she stuffed herself into his arms.

Before Bai Yao could react, Mu Muer had already wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, put the top of her head under his chin, and gently rubbed against him.

"Mu'er is neither dirty nor sick."

"Yaoyao, don't dislike Mu'er."

The boy in his arms smelled a little like crepes, and there was a bit of chocolate sweetness underneath, like a piece of fragrant soft bread from a dessert shop.

Bai Yao didn't speak for a long time, but his jaw was tense, and he stared at the coast for a while, then he let out a breath after a long time, put his big hand on the top of his head, and rubbed it vigorously, messing up Mu Mu'er's hair. Only let go.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Seafood fried rice..." Mu Muer looked up at him, and the loneliness in her eyes immediately disappeared when she heard that there was something delicious.

Mu Mu'er is not tired of eating fried rice with seafood, but Bai Yao is already tired of making it.

Bai Yao pretended to be deaf: "Huh?"

Mu Mu'er thought he really didn't hear it, so she yelled again: "Seafood fried rice!"

"What??"

After saying it twice, Bai Yao didn't seem to hear it. Mu Muer was a little puzzled, frowned, tiptoed, and shouted in his ear vigorously.

"seafood fried rice!"

Bai Yao held back his laughter and got a headache.

He's so cute his head is bubbling.

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Bai Yao: A book will be published next year, "100 Ways to Coax a Stupid Wife"

Mu'er: Huh? ? Why are the ears not working well at a young age?