MTL - Let Me Ruffle Your Fur a Little-Chapter 68 you are good

Bai Yao looked up macaron recipes on the Internet, and ordered the ingredients and tools needed that day.

Making macarons was more difficult than he imagined. After reading nearly ten dessert explanations and taking down two pages of notes, he bit the bullet and started making.

The process was smooth, and the batter was almost half done after it was prepared according to the proportion.

The lamb's wool needs to be squeezed into a small ball on the baking tray with a piping bag, which tests the control of the hands and requires patience. Bai Yao didn't care, he squeezed slowly while holding the piping bag, trying to make every lamb look similar.

He thought that Mu Muer would get bored after watching it, but the boy leaned against him and watched him squeeze, seeming more patient than him, staring at the baking pan intently.

From this angle, Bai Yao could just see a small hair swirl on the top of Mu Muer's head. Under the natural light, the boy's hair became a little lighter, almost chestnut brown, and the slightly curly fluffy hair looked very soft.

How could he be so cute even with a hair spin.

Bai Yao could see the gods, and stopped his movements involuntarily.

Mu Muer didn't realize it, she was staring at the lambs gradually taking shape one by one on the baking tray, and she got a little closer, and let out a small "wow", her soft breath fell on the back of his hand, so A little moist.

Bai Yao shook his hands and squeezed out a large lump of batter with excessive force, and directly put a cotton jacket on a sheep.

"What a big pile of hair." Saying that, Mu Mu'er squeezed a little further, pushing her waist, and directly squeezed herself between Bai Yao's arms, standing in front of him and staring at the batter on the plate.

He was completely surrounded by Bai Yao now, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all, his back rested comfortably on Bai Yao's chest.

"This sheep is different from other sheep." Mu Muer carefully studied the wool on this sheep and the macaroons next to it, and whispered to herself, "With so much hair, will it be hot? ..."

With a piping bag in his hand, Bai Yao raised his arms at a loss, and looked down at Mu Muer, who was squeezed between himself and the kitchen countertop. The back of his hand seemed to still carry the residual warmth from the boy's breathing.

The little boy, such a cute little sea otter, squeezed here as if he wanted to be hugged.

Bai Yao suddenly remembered what Mu Yi said.

Like him, Mu Muer also likes the same sex.

They would hold hands when they were outside, and Mu Muer habitually stuck close to him no matter what the surrounding scenes were, and they even slept together at night, even Mu Muer's palm was too big to be stuffed in Bai Yao's hand. Just right.

He and Mu Muer are not boyfriends, but they are much more important than ordinary friends, and they have already crossed such an invisible line.

It seems that as long as a thin layer of cellophane is broken, the two can kiss and hug.

Is that so.

"Yaoyao, this sheep is still bald." Mu Muer was worried about her macaron, seeing that Bai Yao hadn't moved for a long time, she couldn't help calling him softly, pointing to the half-finished snacks on the tray to show him .

Hearing Mu Muer's voice, Bai Yao came back to his senses. So far all the lambs have little clumps of batter, only one in the corner of the pan is still naked.

There are still three quarters of the batter left in the piping bag. Squeezing the macarons is a bit time-consuming, the progress is very slow, the shape is not ordinary round, and the difficulty is high. It took Bai Yao more than ten minutes to complete less than ten macarons.

Mu Muer lay in front of Bai Yao and watched for a while, then whispered, "Yaoyao, Muer wants to help."

"Well, here." Bai Yao was not surprised by his request, and handed the piping bag in his hand to Mu Mu'er.

"Hold it here, and use it lightly."

Mu Mu'er squeezed carefully, and a lump of batter was spread on the baking tray. He turned to look at Bai Yao at a loss, wondering if he was doing the right thing.

But Bai Yao just smiled at him encouragingly: "Mu'er watch the dishes, don't look at Yaoyao."

After squeezing the three lambs, Mu Muer became more proficient, and no longer needed Bai Yao's instructions, but started playing with relish.

There was still a lot of batter in the piping bag, Bai Yao wondered if Mu Muer would lose interest after squeezing twice, but he stood in front of the stage without saying a word, concentrating on what he was doing, squeezing very slowly, Serious eyes.

Seeing that he didn't need to accompany him, Bai Yao turned around to preheat the oven and prepare the sandwich inside the macaron.

Mu Muer didn't even realize that Bai Yao walked away.

On the way, there happened to be a manufacturer coming to deliver the goods. It was a large amount of aquatic products ordered two days ago. Bai Yao went out to sign and receive the goods, which delayed some time. When he returned to the kitchen, he was surprised to find that Mu Muer was still standing in front of the counter, concentrating on squeezing macarons.

He walked over to take a look and found that the piping bag was almost empty, and there were six neat rows of white lambs with pink cheeks on the baking tray.

Every lamb macaron is vivid and naive, and the fur on the body looks soft and full, and none of them are crushed.

It's not because Mu Muer has any skills, he just has patience, finds something interesting, forgets everything around him, and completes the task at hand to the best.

Bai Yao never thought that Mu Muer could focus on one thing for so long. He thought such a Mu Muer was very cute, so he couldn't help but look behind his back for a while, and felt a sense of pride in his heart.

After finishing the last macaron, Mu Muer turned back to look for Bai Yao, and found that he was right behind her. She immediately smiled and announced braggingly, "Muer made it!"

Bai Yao couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his face, "Well, it's really good."

The macaron batter should be baked in the oven for fifteen minutes. After confirming the time again and again with Bai Yao, Mu Muer lay on the side of the oven and stared at it, as if the lamb macaron inside would run away on its own as long as he was distracted.

Bai Yao made macarons for the first time in his life, and he succeeded 90% of the time. The batter was adjusted just right without being too sticky. Except that the eyes of two of the sheep are one big and one small, and a small circle on the far side is a bit deflated, the rest of the macarons look very pleasing.

Wait for the macarons to cool, squeeze a layer of filling in the middle, and then put the two halves together, and it's done.

"Okay, you can eat."

Mu Mu'er was waiting for these words. He picked the biggest and best-looking lamb, picked it up and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't eat it right away. Instead, he held it to Bai Yao's mouth and looked at it expectantly. Looking at him, "Yao Yao eat."

In fact, Bai Yao also expected that Mu Mu'er would do this, so he didn't disappoint him, and went up to eat with his hands.

The taste is also quite good, but a little too sweet, which may be the reason for Bai Yao's taste.

Mu Muer loves to eat sweets, and if she finds a dessert she likes, she has no control at all, she eats it so much that her eyes shine, and she doesn't want to stop at all.

Bai Yao was cleaning up the piles of kitchen utensils in the kitchen sink, secretly observing how many macarons Mu Muer ate.

He always felt that the macaron that Mu Muer picked up now should be the last one, but it wasn't. The boy stuffed it in his mouth and ate it, then picked up another one from the baking tray. I still took a bite at the beginning, but in the end, almost the whole macaron was stuffed into my mouth.

Bai Yao watched him eat six macarons in a row, but he didn't intend to stop, so he decisively stepped forward to remove the baking tray and confiscated it.

Mu Muer watched helplessly as Bai Yao took away the little sheep macarons in front of her and put them on top of the refrigerator out of her reach.

It was so high up there that he couldn't reach it on tiptoe.

"Yaoyao, Mu'er hasn't finished eating yet." Mu Muer was a little dissatisfied, and the ending turned up a little bit. He didn't realize it, but there was a hint of coquettishness in it, "Mu'er still wants to eat."

"No, it's gone." Bai Yao meant that the sugar content was too high and he couldn't eat so much at one time, but Mu Mu'er misunderstood. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then turned and ran out of the kitchen.

Bai Yao was curious, but he didn't follow. He leaned against the kitchen and waited for Mu Mu'er to come back.

After a while, Mu Mu'er ran in from the yard, holding a pile of something in his hand, he lowered his head, all his attention was on maintaining balance, not to drop the things in his hand, and he didn't see the way at all.

Mu Mu'er walked in a hurry, and bumped her head against Bai Yao's chest, ignoring the painful forehead, stuffed all the shells and pebbles in Bai Yao's hands, raised her head and smiled at him.

"Shells, shells, and small stones for Yaoyao." Mu Muer pointed to the macarons that Bai Yao put on the top of the refrigerator, "For lamb."

The shells full of hands were heavy, and there were all kinds of shells. Bai Yao studied it carefully, and recognized the shells left over from eating abalone two nights ago. Many of them should have been dug out from the trash can, because Bai Yao clearly remembered that after digging out the meat in the kitchen, he casually threw the shells into the trash can.

He couldn't laugh or cry, he really didn't notice when the little thing snatched his trash while he wasn't paying attention.

After all, Mu Muer still failed to get the macarons he wanted.

He watched Bai Yao put all his lambs into the freezer and placed them on the highest floor, which he could barely reach by tiptoeing.

Bai Yao turned around and rubbed his head, holding back a smile and said, "Be good, I'll eat it for you tomorrow."

Mu Mu'er nodded immediately, and echoed in a low voice: "Be good, Mu'er be good."

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Double update today (ˊˋ*)