My Demon King Plush

Chapter 11

Yaoyao doesn't want to hug.

Yaoyao was almost driven crazy by this old dog.

Xiao Yao especially wanted to pinch the white old dog's neck and shake him awake, telling him not to smell, not to touch, not to hug, otherwise, if he was driven crazy, he would let this thousand-year-old single dog know what a mad bee, wave and butterfly is. - singular.

However, Xiao Yao just thought about it.

Bai Laogou has experienced the complexity that modern people don't know, but he also has the innocence that most modern people lack. After getting along for so many days, Xiao Yao has fully understood that this old dog is a solid-eyed dog. He takes care of Xiao Yao as a little brother from the bottom of his heart, so he will not have any other thoughts at all, and naively thinks that The little brother will not have other thoughts.

But Bai Ju never expected that Xiao Yao never regarded him as a big brother from the very beginning.

Bai Ju, who missed the key information, rubbed the young man in his arms, and was finally driven out of the kitchen by Xiao Yao on the grounds that he was in the way of cooking.

The old white dog was pushed out by Xiao Yao in a daze, and stood at the door of the kitchen to reflect on the dog's life, thinking that it was a young human being who was embarrassed. After all, if you are still acting like a baby in your twenties, even if the old dog Bai went up to conform to the people's will, it would make people feel uncomfortable.

The old white dog, who was overcompensated and in a good mood, was not affected by this episode at all. He ate up a large plate of sweet and sour pork ribs and praised Xiao Yao's craftsmanship without hypocrisy.

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Spring in Luocheng, Jiangnan is very short. Once April is over and May comes, it will gradually have a taste of summer.

Bai Ju has been in the Demon Management Bureau for more than forty days, and his learning goals have gradually shifted from mathematics to Chinese, history, foreign language and politics.

Bai Ju, who has never encountered many difficulties in science, never expected that he would fail in liberal arts. Recitation of ancient poems can always be linked from Tang poems to Song poems, and the relationship between historical figures can always match Dayu and Chang'e Lalang.

Baiju is a liberal arts black hole.

After studying science for more than 30 days, Bai Ju is full of energy and has the meaning of learning endlessly; however, Bai Ju, who has switched to liberal arts for a week, has visibly wilted.

He can read all the characters, but why he can't figure out the meaning of connecting them.

Bai Ju began to sincerely think that the world is not easy to live in, but no one listened to him share this thought full of vicissitudes.

Here's the thing. Starting about ten days ago, Xiao Yao came back later and later, and he didn't take his official business home to do, but stayed outside and finished it before coming back. The old white dog has almost become a left-behind dog. He also wants to chat more with Xiao Yao, but seeing his little guardian coming home exhausted day after day, he can't bear to disturb Xiao Yao's rest. He was always urging him to wash and go to bed, and he was reluctant to let someone make dinner, and he learned to take out food without a teacher... Although he had to ask the butler, the goblin, to deliver it in the end.

Baiju felt a little depressed.

He didn't know what happened to Xiao Yao. The estrangement came too suddenly. Although he was a bit slow, he was not completely unaware of the deliberateness... Maybe it was a transvestite after all, maybe the country didn't allow him to do this A top warlock gets too close to a monster.

Bai Ju tried to convince himself, but was still a little at a loss.

Young human beings like to be coquettish and soft-hearted; hiring him a tutor, buying things, cooking...no matter what, it doesn't seem like a person who simply performs a task will do.

Xiao Yao treated him well. Baiju knew this clearly.

Children are always prone to quarrels, and after this period of awkwardness is over, maybe it will be... just fine.

Bai Ju lost his temper completely by the knowledge of liberal arts. He slumped on the sofa and thought about it for almost an hour before turning off the computer. Looking at the time, it was only after three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early for Xiao Yao to go home.

After thinking about the dark study and life recently, Bai Laogou stood up and stretched himself, and decided to go out for a walk by himself.

In the villa area in the back mountain of the Demon Management Bureau, different monsters live in each building, all of which are more powerful or have greater social influence in modern times. However, the mansions are not numbered according to each villa; some villas have more than two demons living in them, and there will be a corresponding number of mansions; There is a mechanism for folding with less space. If you want to activate the mansion, the actual space in each villa is enough for those larger monsters to move freely.

Bai Ju has lived in Xiao Yao's mansion for more than a month, so he naturally knows about these institutions, but he has never seen Xiao Yao use them, probably because a lot of mana is needed to activate the mansion. However, this does not affect Bai Ju's expression of emotion on the ability of human beings in modern society.

Walking on the winding path in the villa area of ​​the back mountain, Bai Ju bypassed the villas where monsters lived, and tried to pick places where no one was around. It's not that Bai Ju didn't want to show the little monster his true form, but that the Monster Management Bureau mentioned when he hired him that during the initial inspection period, he couldn't meet the little monster alone, and he had to be accompanied by Xiao Yao .

Although this regulation is highly variable in practice, in order to avoid suspicion, Bai Ju has to be more conscious.

Walking alone is boring.

Baiju walked around on his own for more than ten minutes and then lost his patience. He reluctantly basked in the sun for a while, and returned to Pavilion No. 1 around four o'clock.

There is nothing to do left and right, and I don't want to study or sleep; things like mobile games are not attractive to Bai Laogou at all.

Bai Ju stroked the phone screen, unlocked it and closed it again, looked at the lonely number in the address book, and sighed.

When will his little guardian come back?

Bai Ju, who had no clue, slumped on the sofa, flicked the phone screen for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he typed and searched for recipes.

His family's little guardian said that walking in the world requires more fireworks.

Now that Xiao Yao has no time to cook, shouldn't he go to the kitchen and make something to warm up the little guardian who comes home in the middle of the night?

Bai Ju's eyes lit up, thinking that he might be right.

Maybe, his little guardian is sulking because he has to take time out of his busy schedule to take care of his daily life.

Bai Laogou has been using electronic products for so long to take classes, and now he is quite proficient in things like searching for recipes.

His slender and strong fingers danced on the screen. Baiju collected a lot of home-cooked recipes and saved them in his mind with satisfaction. Then he threw the phone aside, thinking paralyzedly, what should he cook for the first time? .

Cutting vegetables and controlling fire can all be solved with spells. Bai Ju is not worried about making dark dishes, at most they are not as delicious as Xiao Yao’s cooking... But human kitchen utensils must be learned to use, Bai Ju Some hesitation.

If you use the technique, it seems that you will lose a lot of the fun of cooking; if you don't use the technique, he has no confidence in his cooking skills.

Bai Ju pondered for a while, and finally decided carefully to cook porridge.

It is good to cook porridge, drink porridge to nourish the stomach, Xiao Yao can sleep after drinking it when he comes back late at night... In case it gets cold, casserole porridge is also very convenient to reheat.

Casserole, white rice, shredded ginger, minced meat, preserved eggs... add some sesame oil and pepper.

Maybe add some mushrooms.

Bai Ju opened the door of the refrigerator and carefully screened the ingredients and dosage. At one moment, he felt that he had taken too much, and at another moment, he felt that he had taken too little. And seasoning. What is a little bit...

Cooking seems to be more difficult than imagined.

Bai Ju mobilized his shallow memory of "cooking", and felt that what was rolling in his mind was either charred grilled fish or old and old barbecue.

Memorizing the recipe doesn't seem to do much.

Humans still don't know how to use kitchen utensils.

Baiju: "..."

Bai Ju decides to let himself go.

Ten minutes later, Bai Ju stood by the kitchen door with his arms folded, watching the little white-haired figures jumping around in the kitchen who were processing the ingredients step by step, feeling a little disgusted secretly.

It's really embarrassing to cook like this... It's not as good as Xiao Yao's cooking.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to make porridge in a casserole. Bai Ju quickly took those little white-haired men back, and watched the fire under the casserole, waiting for the porridge to cook slowly.

The ingredients carefully selected by the housekeeper goblin and sent to each mansion are of course of good quality.

The fresh fragrance of mushrooms, meat, preserved eggs, green onion and ginger wrapped in the refreshing and lingering rice fragrance, when he ran out of the steam hole of the casserole lid, Bai Ju's old dog heart finally calmed down.

Not only calm, but also a little swollen.

It's amazing, I can cook porridge. It is necessary to talk to the little guardian and let him worship himself.

In a blink of an eye, the old white dog forgot about Xiao Yao's craftsmanship, and he didn't think about how an all-round human elite could worship him just because he cooked porridge?

It's a pity that Old Dog Bai's good boy filter is too thick, just imagining the adoring eyes of his little guardian, he can't help flicking his tail wildly.

Taking the time to turn off the fire, Bai Ju took a spoon, scooped up a little porridge carefully, and tasted it.

The taste is not bad--

"!" Baiju hadn't started to feel complacent, but suddenly felt a sudden thump in his heart, and his back couldn't stop getting chills...

This premonition - bad! Something happened to Xiao Yao!

With a crisp clang, the spoon fell onto the smooth tile, wiping away a mass of porridge stains.

There was no one in the kitchen.

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Xiao Yao didn't expect that he would encounter this unexpected accident just by taking time to follow up the live broadcast for two days.

In the shopping mall that Xiao Yao took him to when Bai Laogou first arrived, the central open-air square was surrounded by billboards, the most conspicuous of which was the promotional photo of the red fox Qiu Ziran.

Recently, in order to create momentum for the opening ceremony of the "New Generation of Huaxia" musicians tour that will be broadcast live on the Internet two days later, the promotional photo was replaced with a collective promotional poster; Among the seniors, his position in the promotional photo is also quite close to the center, so he should be the third in the list; and he is also the only one among the three star monsters who is qualified to be on this promotional poster.

For Qiu Ziran, this kind of publicity is undoubtedly an opportunity to improve and stabilize his status in the music world. Qiu Ziran himself attaches great importance to it and is content; however, the C position in the entire promotional photo is a staid veteran musician Lin Qi, has always used Qiu Ziran's face to question his musical ability.

This poster caused dissatisfaction among many cumin fans.

On this day, a few impulsive fans ran to the mall and touched the roof. One of the girls tied with a safety rope climbed along the roof to the billboard where the poster was placed, trying to remove the poster. In the shopping mall during the day, this behavior was too eye-catching, causing crowds to watch, the security guards had already gathered, and some people called the police; however, due to the suddenness of the incident, the fire brigade had not yet arrived.

At that time, Xiao Yao had an appointment with a few people in charge nearby to discuss matters needing attention. He heard that there was a commotion in the shopping mall just after the discussion, so he rushed to the open-air square for fear of accidents.

The change happened too suddenly. The girl standing on the billboard rack exerted too much force, lost her balance, and was about to fall; and the safety rope tied to her body was not special equipment at all, and it was not strong enough.

It suddenly cracked under the fall of her body—at the same time, the billboard she was standing on also broke without warning.

There are too many people gathered under the billboard, and there is another one in the air.

Xiao Yao, who had just arrived at the scene, had no time to hesitate or think. He could only rush to the center of the landing point of the billboard, and cast a circle of talisman papers to line up the crowd and resist the billboard falling from above; the next moment, After the talisman paper was burned out, he shot again, creating a strong wind under the girl who fell from the building——

He didn't have a third shot.

The power of the previous talisman paper was not strong, and it could quickly push away the people around it, but it couldn't completely remove the billboard. This billboard is bound to hit him, even if there is a buffer in the process, he will definitely be injured.

The expected pain did not fall on me.

The surroundings fell into a dead silence at some point, the white fur suddenly pressed against his face, and a powerful palm pressed the back of his neck.

Xiao Yao's gaze just happened to pass over the shoulder of the person who came over, and he blinked blankly as he looked at the surrounding scene that was glowing with blue light and where time stood still.

real or fake?

Xiao Yao took a breath...

The smell of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is full of nose.

The porridge-smelling old white dog patted the young man in his arms on the back with lingering fear: "Be good, be good, it's okay, don't be afraid anymore."

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Old Baigou: Yaoyao didn't seem to be afraid, but I was frightened into a dog.

PS. The spoon didn't break, how dangerous is it if it breaks...

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The third watch is at six o'clock in the evening~

All the content in the entertainment circle has no prototype, the author does not chase stars, and does not know much about the entertainment industry, so there will not be many orz related content, unreasonable things... It’s okay, I have the final say in my article [Fearless. jpg.