MTL - Let Me Ruffle Your Fur a Little-Chapter 51 Chaptery, come out for a hug

Bai Yao's heart tightened suddenly, and he looked back at Mu Mu'er reflexively.

The boy's expression was dull, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly, as if he was looking at him, but he didn't seem to see anything.

It wasn't until the man took a few steps forward that Bai Yao belatedly turned his gaze back to him.

The man in front of him was tall and slender, his appearance was three to four points similar to Mu Muer's, the shape of his lips was the most similar, but his eyebrows and eyes were different.

It was a hot day, but this man was wearing a suit with the neckline slightly open, exposing his collarbone.

"Mu Mu?" He spoke first, without taking his eyes off Mu Muer's face, "It's really you."

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward, slightly raising the arm hanging by his side.

Mu Muer subconsciously pulled Bai Yao's hand. After holding one hand, she felt that it was not enough, so she stretched out the other hand, wrapped Bai Yao's palm tightly in the middle with both hands, and pulled it back, trying to hold it. He dragged him back into the house.

No tugging.

The man's eyes fell on the hands they were holding together, his brows were instantly frowned, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Mu Mu'er didn't speak for a long time, seeing the man's gloomy face, she flinched back. He finally gave up, let go of Bai Yao's hand, turned around and ran upstairs, and disappeared at the stairs in a few seconds.

Seeing that the man was about to follow Mu Muer into the house, Bai Yao reflexively stretched out his hand to stop him, and raised his hand in front of him, "Wait..."

Several bodyguards hovering around the gate of the restaurant saw this scene, and immediately stepped forward a few steps, and the person walking in the front had already stepped into the gate in front of the restaurant.

Without looking back, the man stopped them with a wave of his hand back.

When several people outside the courtyard returned to the car, the man looked at Bai Yao for the first time. His expression didn't change much, and his eyes couldn't see what he was thinking at all.

After a long time, he spoke slowly, stretched out his right hand for Bai Yao to hold: "My name is Mu Yi, and I am Mu Mu's older brother."

Out of politeness, Bai Yao held his hand and briefly said his name.

"Bai Yao."

In just two or three seconds of shaking hands, Bai Yao already felt that this person was unusual. He seemed to be born with a bit of nobility in his bones, and his eyes were shrewd and sharp that ordinary people don't have.

His voice is as cold as his appearance, when he speaks, his voice is obviously very soft, but it has a penetrating power, and it is an extremely powerful voice.

It's hot today, Bai Yao wore a short-sleeved T-shirt. His hair was blown a little messy, and some strands of hair were scattered on the side of his face when he grabbed the back of his head.

Mu Yi looked him up and down without any hesitation, without showing too much emotion in his eyes, but stayed for a while longer when his eyes fell on the tattoo on Bai Yao's forearm.

Just look at it, Bai Yao put his hands in his pockets casually, his eyes are frivolous, let Mu Yi see enough.

A minute later, Mu Yi looked away, glanced at the restaurant behind Bai Yao, and said, "Can we go in and talk?"

Bai Yao stared into his eyes for a while, then moved away and let him in after a while.

Mu Yi took two steps forward, remembered something, turned around and gave a slight lift to the three people across the street, telling them to leave.

After entering the restaurant, Mu Yi didn't look around, and sat down directly on the table and chair closest to the door, with his legs crossed naturally, and his sitting posture was straight.

Bai Yao didn't sit down, but stood aside with folded arms, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the corner stairs leading to the second floor.

No one spoke for a while, Bai Yao didn't worry too much, and asked directly, "What did you call him just now?"

Mu Yi didn't seem to think that this would be Bai Yao's first question, and said calmly, "His name is Mu Mu."

Bai Yao paused: "He told me his name is Mu Mu'er."

Hearing what he said, Mu Yi still didn't show any emotion, and spoke in a flat tone without any waves: "He's not called Mu Mu'er, his first name is Mu Mu, and his nickname is Mu'er."

The overall feeling of Mu Muer's brother is indifference, not indifference, but a kind of indifference to people and things that he doesn't care about in the world, and a cold appearance that has nothing to do with him.

"Why..." Mu Yi said a few words, then paused, "I thought he would be very happy to see me."

Bai Yao didn't know how to answer these words, nor did he know whether he should answer them. He stood there with his arms folded for a while, hesitated to speak, and finally said, "I'll go see him."

I don't know if Mu Muer will be okay after running upstairs by herself, Bai Yao is worried about him.

Before Mu Yi could answer, Bai Yao turned around and left, but when he went upstairs, he could always feel Mu Yi's gaze on him, he ignored it, went upstairs and entered the apartment, and closed the door behind him.

Not surprisingly, Bai Yao found Mu Mu'er in the corner of the bedroom cabinet wall. The boy huddled in the palm-sized gap, forced himself to squeeze in, his arms and legs were tightly curled up with his body, it was uncomfortable to watch.

There is not a single bit of extra space in this place, barely enough for him to squeeze himself in. From this angle, Bai Yao couldn't see his face clearly, he could only touch Mu Mu'er's exposed ankle.

He called out softly, "Mu'er?"

The exposed legs retracted a little.

Bai Yao sat cross-legged on the floor of the bedroom and sat with him for more than ten minutes without saying a word.

He felt that if he forcibly pulled Mu Muer out, it would be like grabbing a cat by its tail and pulling it hard, bullying a small animal in disguise.

Time passed, if Mu Muer curled up like this again, Bai Yao was afraid that his legs would become so numb that he would lose consciousness.

The included angle was too small, Bai Yao couldn't get in, so he could only pinch Mu Mu'er's outstretched ankle and tease him: "Whose little paw is this?"

The boy's ankle is very thin, like a small sparrow, Bai Yao can wrap it around with one hand.

Mu Mu'er didn't answer him, and didn't make a sound at all. He was not a little sparrow, but he was actually acting as a poor and wronged little ostrich.

"Baby, come out, Yaoyao hugs you." Bai Yao pinched Mu Muer's slender ankle and shook it gently twice.

This is the only way Bai Yao can think of to get Mu Muer to come out of the corner. It's like telling a puppy or cat that there is a snack, and the little animal has no way to resist after hearing it.

Sure enough, Mu Muer poked her head out a little after hearing it, and looked at Bai Yao's open arms towards her with aggrieved eyes. After hesitating for a while, she slowly crawled out, and buried her head in Bai Yao's chest.

Mu Muer tried her best to push into Bai Yao's arms, her head bent into his chest like a kitten, but she found that she couldn't get in, so she had to compromise in the end. He found a more comfortable position in Bai Yao's arms, leaned his head on the hollow of his shoulder, and did not move.

Bai Yao let him hug him for a long time, gently touched the back of his hand, and shook him back and forth twice like a coaxing child.

After feeling that the boy in his arms had calmed down a little, Bai Yao helped Mu Muer's shoulders to make him sit up, and carefully studied his expression.

Mu Muer's face was still stained with tears, her eyes were flushed, and she looked aggrieved like a child who had been robbed of candy.

"Why are you crying?" Bai Yao wiped his tears, but just after wiping a little, a few teardrops flowed out again, unable to fall from the corners of his eyes.

Just now Mu Mu'er didn't make a sound at all, even when she cried, she suppressed her panting in a low voice, but now she's nestled in Bai Yao's arms, and now she's crying a little.

Bai Yao doesn't know how to coax people, so he can only poke the corner of Mu Mu'er's mouth with his hand, trying to tease him: "Why are you crying, you become a sea otter, Yaoyao will purr for you."

no response.

Several seconds passed, and Mu Muer remained silent.

During these few seconds, Bai Yao thought of countless possibilities. He wondered whether Mu Yi was treating Mu Muer badly, and whether Mu Muer was trying to escape from his brother.

He even thought about whether Mu Yi had abused Mu Muer, whether he had kidnapped or sold someone, whether he might have beaten Mu Muer.

He thought of everything, even the worst possibility, he worried himself enough, and felt anxious for a while.

Bai Yao thought about it for a while, thinking if he would scare the boy if he asked him directly, but he wanted to know so much, he finally asked softly, "Is brother treating Mu'er badly?"

Mu Muer shook her head.

After a while: "No problem."

"Did Mu'er make my brother angry?" Bai Yao continued to ask, looking down at Mu Muer's eyes: "Did my brother kill you?"

Mu Muer still shook her head, refusing to look at Bai Yao even if she said anything, and looked evasively at an old scratch on the wooden floor for some unknown reason.

"Is Mu'er afraid of brother?" Bai Yao pinched Mu Mu'er's chin lightly, trying to turn his head to let him look at him, but in the end he was still unwilling to use force.

Mu Muer paused for a moment, as if she was thinking about something, and finally nodded her head slightly, the movement was almost invisible.

This time, before Bai Yao asked why, he went on to say: "Brother is going to throw Mu'er away, don't let Mu'er go. If you don't like Mu'er, Mu'er doesn't want to like him either."

Regarding the fact that brother Mu Muer didn't want him, Mu Muer had mentioned it when Qi Ya came a while ago, but Bai Yao saw that he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask much.

The boy in his arms had just finished crying, he was a little out of breath, and choked. Mu Mu'er didn't want to say any more, she buried her head on Bai Yao's shoulder and didn't move, she didn't even dare to cough too loudly, her body was trembling.

Bai Yao stroked his back to comfort him, thinking about what to do next.

Unless he took Mu'er and escaped to the North Pole through the window, he would have to go downstairs sooner or later, and hiding upstairs was not an option after all.

The people downstairs didn't look like a good stubble, even if Bai Yao wanted to hide Mu Mu'er, he might not be able to hide it.

He asked Mu Muer to lie on him to calm down, and when the boy's sobbing gradually stopped, he asked, "Does Muer want to see brother?"

There was no sound at all.

Bai Yao waited for half a minute, thinking that he didn't hear, and just about to ask another question, Mu Mu'er lifted her head from his shoulder, and said with red eyes, "Yaoyao is here."

Bai Yao understood what he meant, nodded, and squeezed Mu Muer's hand.

"Well, Yaoyao is here, always here."