29 - Yao Yao, you're naughty
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Baiju felt that he had never known human beings very well.
Obviously their lives were very fragile, but they could always build the strongest barriers, whether it was in military affairs or psychological defenses.
But Baiju understood humans very well.
In this world, no one could be protected forever. Only if they were strong and built walls, could they survive amidst the storms of life.
Therefore, when he rubbed the top of his little ward's hair, and he saw the corners of Xiao Yao's eyes redden suddenly, Baiju panicked.
He seemed to be seeing a strong barrier collapse before his eyes.
"Yao Yao, Yao Yao...what's wrong with you?"
Baiju's fingertips carefully wiped the end of Xiao Yao's eyes, but instead touched the water coming out of his eyes. The old white dog felt terrible , Xiao Yao's tears came out silently, and his fingertips were so hot that he was at a loss.
Pitiful, heaven knew that old white dog was the worst at dealing with these kinds of situations.
Baiju's mind was a mess. Human beings were too complicated and he never understood why he would make people cry every time he was serious about coaxing them.
The bewildered old white dog held his wet fingers, not knowing whether to touch or not to touch him.
Xiao Yao lay on his back on the bed, looking at the stunned old white dog who was close at hand, and couldn't help but laugh after a while.
How could this old dog be so cute...he was disturbed by Baiju's movements for a while, but he didn't expect that this would scare the Demon King.
Baiju heard Xiao Yao’s laugh, and took a closer look. Seeing that Xiao Yao didn’t mean to cry anymore, he was greatly relieved, and tentatively said, "Yao Yao...are you better? Would you like a drink? A glass of milk? I'll add honey for you."
Honey milk, it was sweet, and could stabilise his mood and help him sleep.
The old white dog wanted to go to the refrigerator, but Xiao Yao caught some of his hair that was hanging down.
"Yao Yao?" Baiju half leaned over, with his arm resting on the head of the bed. Feeling the slight pulling force on his scalp, he didn't dare to move.
Xiao Yao gently pulled his hair, then released his hand, and shook his head and said, "Bai’ge, I don't need milk...I have brushed my teeth."
Baiju looked at him hesitantly.
Human emotions came on fast, and it seemed that it only took a moment for them to retreat. He wasn’t sure if his little ward was pretending to be okay in front of him.
Xiao Yao looked at Baju's hesitant and confused expression, and subtly guessed his thoughts. He relaxed his brow and smiled, patting the empty space beside him, "Bai’ge, stay with me for a while."
Baiju moved when he heard the words, and slowly straightened up, leaning on Xiao Yao's pillow.
Xiao Yao quietly rubbed against Baiju, closed his eyes and chatted with him, "Bai’ge, I'm fine, I just remembered something from the past."
Baiju touched his hand and rubbed Xiao Yao's hair, barely touching him. He was silent for a while, then whispered, "...I used to often encounter things like this before."
"Sometimes, the children in the village were upset at home, or quarreled with someone and were unhappy, so they would run into the mountains."
"They came to play with me, probably because they thought they would be a little happier playing with me..."
"I didn't know how to transform, and I didn't have any ability to do handicrafts or sugar paintings. I didn't know how to do such tricks and I didn't know how to make them happy. Sometimes I felt like when I played with them, they seemed to be happy too. But after a while, they would rush over to cry."
Baiju was a little confused, "Yao Yao, I don't know why you cry or how to make you happy. Can you tell me?"
Xiao Yao closed his eyes and listened to Bai Ju's low and soft voice hovering in his ears, and some sweetness mixed with some sourness appeared in his heart.
Perhaps in Baiju’s eyes, he was really the same as those children in the past, he was just a little human who needed to be coaxed and protected...but it was because Baiju’s care wasn’t mixed with desire or self-interest, that Xiao Yao could bear it, and couldn’t help but be tempted.
It was hard to find true affection in the world, no matter what kind of heart he had, Xiao Yao would cherish something so sincerely placed in front of him.
With a hitch in his throat, Xiao Yao opened his mouth, and then replied to Baiju after a while, "Bai’ge, why don't you listen the our hearts to answer these questions? After listening, maybe you’ll know what I...we want."
Baiju was silent for a moment, and lowered his eyes slightly, his voice was a little cool, "Listening to hearts is not a good skill."
Worried that his tone would make Xiao Yao uncomfortable, Baiju blew on Xiao Yao’s forehead, slowed down and explained, "Yao Yao, I can hear the most straightforward appeals and thoughts in people’s hearts, but these things are often far from the core of the matter."
Baiju thought for a while, and gave an example, "In the past, I have eaten a lot of incense, and many women from high-ranking families would come to me to pray. Some hoped to have a son, some hoped to escape oppression, there were also wishes to stay youthful..."
Baiju thought for a while, and gave an example: "In the past, I have eaten a lot of incense in the world, and many women from high-ranking families will come to me to appeal. Some hope to have a son, some hope not. Oppression, there is still hope to stay youthful..."
"However, no matter what I did, they were still bitter in their hearts, and they were still suffering from endless bitterness when they came back. Life is unsatisfactory. They live chewing on bitter yellow lotus, I just squeeze a little honey onto it, but it will not remain sweet in their mouths.”
Baiju wasn’t very good at explaining, but he got straight to the point, "Yao Yao, the knots in your heart make no sound.
"A truly happy person, even if he walks through the thorns, can walk along the righteous road."
When he finished speaking, Baiju didn’t wait for a response.
He couldn’t ask Xiao Yao to tell him what was hidden in his heart so easily. When these words were said, it would only be to give Xiao Yao a bottom line and at least let Xiao Yao know that he was willing to listen. The days to come were many. After all, he was a demon, with a long life span. Even if Xiao Yao was reluctant to tell him, he could still stay with him for his lifetime.
Xiao Yao felt Baiju's palm cover his eyes, and the warm skin was like an iron, and inexplicably smoothed all the emotions in his heart.
It didn't matter whether his unrequited love was sweet or bitter. The anger and powerlessness aroused by Qu Lang seemed to be like nothing as long as Baiju was by his side.
"...Bai’ge." Xiao Yao raised his hand to cover Baiju's and held it firmly, "Bai’ge.
"Give me some time……"
Sure enough, he still overestimated himself.
Xiao Yao's eyelashes swept across Baiju's palm, and he blinked twice, thinking, what of his forbearance...from the beginning, he was probably eager for Baiju's response.
There was no unselfish love in this world.
Xiao Yao didn't know when he fell asleep.
Perhaps it was the spiritual aura of Baiju, or he was stimulated by the emotions that swept over him, but Xiao Yao slept a little longer than usual. Xiao Yao, who woke up naturally early most days, opened his eyes, and found it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.
Baiju was still sitting on the bed without moving, maintaining the same posture he had last night, with one hand around Xiao Yao's shoulder, and the other hand holding his mobile phone and flipping through webpages. He didn't know how many health posts he had read.
Xiao Yao slept very well at night, but had a small problem of loving to hold onto things.
Usually, there was nothing to hold around and he would pull the pillow into his arms or roll the quilt into his arms. The two previous times that Baiju climbed on the bed, he was naturally hugged as a plush pillow.
Under this premise, Baiju was still next to Xiao Yao, so for Xiao Yao to wake up and find himself lying on his back peacefully...was obviously impossible.
After falling asleep at night, Xiao Yao not only hugged Baiju, but also held onto him quite peacefully. He didn't change his posture much all night, his palm stuck on Baiju's abdominal muscles without moving.
As a result, Xiao Yao, who had just woken up, still had his eyes closed and was first stimulated by the smooth and firm touch under his hand.
His muscles were really nice to touch.
Bah, that's not right...fuck, Baiju just let him touch his abs all night? He didn't move his hands when he fell asleep at night? Didn't move down along the abdominal muscles any further?
His fingers trembled slightly, and Xiao Yao felt that the skin under his hands was getting hot.
Baiju had been paying attention to Xiao Yao's state, so how could he not realise that he was awake. Xiao Yao's finger moved slightly and Baiju felt itchy on his stomach, he couldn't help but twitch his abdominal muscles and laugh out loud, throwing the phone away. His hand went into the covers to catch Xiao Yao's palm and squeezed, "Yao Yao, are you awake?"
Xiao Yao's ears were numb when he was called, and his fingers moved unnaturally, "Yeah...just woke up."
Baiju thought that his little ward wanted to tickle him, so he quickly grabbed the young man's fingers and begged for mercy, "Yao Yao, I'm afraid of being tickled."
Normally, it was okay if he just ignored his physical senses, but once he paid attention, the old white dog was ticklish all over his body and wanted to laugh wherever he was touched; it was easy to touch his skin when he wasn't in his original shape.
Xiao Yao stopped moving his fingers, and said in his heart, although I’m trying to tickle you...the fact that this dog is ticklish is quite surprising. Xiao Yao just wanted to withdraw his hand but when he heard that Baiju was ticklish, he immediately felt ready to strike.
"Bai’ge, where are you ticklish?" Xiao Yao raised his head, with a dim smile in his eyes, looking relaxed.
Baiju looked at Xiao Yao and felt that he was no longer affected by what had happened last night, so he breathed a sigh of relief and answered honestly, "I don't feel it if I’m moving, but I feel ticklish everywhere."
"Really?" Xiao Yao pulled out his hand and slowly sat up on the mattress.
The old white dog immediately developed some instinctive vigilance, and his body leaned back slightly to let go, "Yao Yao..."
Yao Yao grabbed his hair, showing a harmless smile on his face; then, when Baiju relaxed, he leaned forward, and both hands reached for Baiju's waist without mercy.
"!" Baiju was caught off guard by his little ward's sneak attack. He suddenly leaned back and lay flat on the bed. With both hands subconsciously protecting Xiao Yao from falling, he basically left himself open to be tickled.
Xiao Yao's fingers held his lean waist through Baiju's fur coat. Without even moving twice, he heard Baiju's unstoppable laughter. He raised his head to see Baiju's reaction, and as he did, Xiao Yao realised a little late, his behavior was really inappropriate.
He just played on top of the old white dog...
However, Baiju was quite indulgent towards him. He burst into tears when he laughed, but instead of pulling Xiao Yao's hand away, he raised his arm to hold the back of Xiao Yao's head, and embraced his little guardian who had just woken up in his arms. He rubbed his neck and scolded him in a low voice, "Yao Yao, you’re naughty."
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[BGM] My old father~...
Ahem. The old white dog is currently in a state of deep affection U=w=U