Chapter 157:

The outside is sunny, and the white satin is slipping carefully against the wall, and the footsteps are silent. Seeing that you can immediately touch the door and embrace the beautiful spring, but you just want to Speeding up, I felt a pain in my tail, and screamed "squeak ~".
However, the people behind him didn't show any sympathy. They still stepped on the white satin tail unmoved, and when they opened their mouths, they were a little guilty of conspiracy: "Where are you going?"
The white satin endured the severe pain at the root of the tail, and silently shrank into a snow-white mass on the ground, trembling slightly, from time to time, a grieving whimper or two was heard, but he did not dare to resist-because he knew that it could be so Only his mother was "cruel".
Bai Mu sighed helplessly, and finally removed his foot on the white satin tail, and then pinched him by the fur on his neck: "How many times have you said that, outside is dangerous! Outside is dangerous! You are still now It ’s small, you ca n’t even transform it into a human form, and the beast is so big that someone can trample you to death with one foot, and you dare to run out every day. Are you impatient ?!

Although the tone of the mouth was very bad, Baimu still held the white satin in her palm, and squeezed his tail root to ease his pain.
The pain of the white satin tail root came and went quickly, and soon stopped shaking. Bai Mu knew that the white satin was comfortable, and turned his hands around his pointed ears, forcing him to lift his head, revealing a pair of black eyes with tears and guilty conscience: "Did you hear me ?!"
"Squeak ~" The white satin flattered, his voice was soft, and it was sweet to the heart. It is a pity that the object he pleased has long been accustomed to his virtue. Although the harsh look could not help but slow down, he still has no intention of indulgence.
Holding the white satin to the backyard of the house, and then laying him on the ground, the white mother squatted down and nodded the white satin forehead: "Stay obediently here, don't run anywhere, hear?"
The white satin "snapped" and was poked to shrink his neck, then flattered and licked that finger, shook the fluffy fluffy-although it had a dirty shoe print on it-the long tail.
"Okay, I know your little males are lively. When you grow up, I won't bother to run out of the forest! But now! No!" Rubbing his white satin's head, White Mother stood up, Leaving the yard to continue his work, while the white satin was shrunk in the sun, and droolingly looking at the sparse, non-tight wooden fence surrounding the yard, he was eager to get out. But soon, recalling Bai's violent temper, the light in Bai Satin's eyes went out again, no longer wishing to run out to play.
Actually, it's not clear to play. To be precise ... he just wants to see a male animal.
Thinking of the male beast, a ray of light leaked from the lowered eyes of the white satin, and the tail could not help shaking.
He turned over, grabbed his neck with his small claws, and grabbed a straw-woven pendant from under his thick fluff.
The pendant is very rough, but the style is quite delicate. It is also dotted with a lilac flower. Unfortunately, the flower has been gone for a long time. It still looks very beautiful.
In the past few days, white satin ran out every day, just to find the male beast that he had pendant. The white satin did not know where he wandered from to the tribe he lived in. Obviously, the male was very fierce, with a very fierce breath on his body. It should be a large beast, but the white satin instinctively liked he.
He wanted to get close to each other, play with each other, and be kissed and smooth by the other's arms-even if the hard body of the male was all a muscle and completely soft mother, but the white satin I just like each other's arms, and always leave nostalgia.
White satin has not yet reached adulthood, and neither body nor mind is fully developed. It is not clear what is happening now that you do n’t see it in one day, like every other autumn. But thinking of not seeing each other today, he couldn't help but be upset. Even in his favorite warm daylight, he couldn't sleep peacefully. The whole mind flew to the male who called himself "Bazell". I'm worried that the other party is waiting for him at this moment. Will he be angry because he broke his trust and didn't go to him ...
Two low ears hung down, and white satin lay in the sun like a dead marten, thinking wildly in his head-but soon, he heard a sound of whispering sounds, as if there was ... Something is picking up the wooden fence of their house?
A white spirit awakened awake, and suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes full of alertness staring at the direction of the sound, and then ... "squeak?"
"Well, it's me." A low chuckle came from outside the fence, and immediately made the white satin jump. He walked to the wooden fence in three or two steps, holding up the gap between his body and his two front paws, trying to see through the dense green vines that the male looks behind the fence.
These unbridled vines are a big trouble for the small, weak white satin, but for males outside the fence, they look like decorations without any protection.
Soon, the thick vines were torn out by the male beast Bazel, not only for the white satin to see the male, but also for the other person to reach out and rub the white satin's head: "I knew you were being held at home by your mother."
White satin expertly scratched the thick, hard-cocooned palm of the puppet beast, calling "creak", complaining to him that he could not run away this morning, but was sadly trampled by his mother's tail.
Bazel listened to the grievances of white satin and said that he was distressed and funny, and his slightly brown eyes were filled with smiles: "Does the tail hurt?"
White satin shook his head and shook his tail. Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of sight in his mind, causing him to pause for a moment, and there was a gloom in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Bazel asked, worried.
White satin crooked his head and squeaked twice.
Bazel understood what he meant, and coughed, covering his flash of guilty conscience: "What are you talking about? How can I pinch your tail? I don't have enough time to hurt you."
White Satin did not remember the other person treating himself so rudely. Although Bazel was tall and big, every time he touched him, he was very gentle, and never caused him any discomfort. But somehow, when I just remembered the scene where I was trampled on the tail, White Satin always felt that Barzel had tossed him like this, making him feel wronged and ... fear?
White satin blinked, wondering why he had such an illusion. Fortunately, he has always been big-hearted, but after thinking for a moment, but no fruit, he quickly left it behind, and continued to coquettish with his "new friend".
Bazel was listening to the white satin in his ears tenderly, and there was no idleness in his hands. He took out a cleaned fruit and peeled off the skin three or two times, exposing the juice-filled, transparent flesh.
The attention of white satin was immediately attracted by the flesh, and the little nose was brought in to sniff the clear and sweet fruit fragrance, and her eyes were bright.
"Eat it." Bazel adjusted his posture with a slight smile, making it easier for the white satin to bite the flesh-the only regret was that he could not be held in his arms to feed, but watching the little white marten was so happy to eat This regret quickly disappeared.
White satin eats fruit fast, but it is quite graceful. It has not stained a bit except for a small piece of fluff near the mouth. After eating, it sticks out its red tongue and licks it, and then it recovers to dryness. Net looks.
"Is it delicious?" Bazel asked, and nodded slightly after receiving a positive answer. "This is Zhu Rongguo, which is good for the body. I'll find it for you next time."
White satin didn't know how precious Zhu Rongguo had just eaten, and it was grown on a high cliff, so he naturally hesitated. After eating Zhu Rongguo, his spirit was fuller, and he just felt that the whole body was exuding warm and comfortable heat from inside and out, and his scream ... because he was too happy, he zoomed out a bit uncontrollably.
As the so-called "forgetfulness", white satin is currently in such a state, and "Leji" is easily "sad."
The crisp and cheerful call of the white satin quickly caught the attention of the white mother busy in the house. She was puzzled and curious, and ran to the backyard to take a look during the break, but it was enough for her to panic and startle.
However, despite the fear, her mother's instincts still urged her to run quickly into the backyard, reach out and hold the silly son caught on the fence into her arms, and then "punch pedal" to take a few steps back and pull away from the fence distance.
White satin was suddenly taken away from the "little partner", suddenly unhappy, but feeling the familiar atmosphere, he did not struggle, but looked up to his mother, his eyes confused.
It's a pity that his mother is not paying attention to her son at all now, and all her mind is on the male beast outside the fence, like the enemy.
Bazeer was helpless, stared at by his sweetheart's vigilant eyes. He stood up, his tall body was like a wall, half taller than the fence, the thick shadow completely covered the white satin mother and child, so that the white mother could truly feel what was "dead" shadow".
Not only the height of the oppressive, but also the appearance of Bazel is very fierce. His lips were thin, and he seemed to be angry when he did not smile. He had a sharp hawk nose, sharp eyes, and a thick eyebrow flying obliquely, and his entire face carried an aggressive and handsome man. There is a black eye patch on the right eye, and a scar running through the right eye can be seen faintly under the eye patch, making the face more and more attractive.
Mother Bai hugged the white satin tightly, and under the watchful eyes of Bazer, the two wars could not even gather the strength to escape. After a while, she finally could not bear the threats and fears from the other party. She squeaked into a beast shape, but still managed to press her son under her body, and regarded herself as a shield to protect her son.
I had no idea what was happening, and a dazed white satin face: "……………… ???????
Standing silently by the wall, watching two groups of snow-white fluff fluttering in front of himself, Bazel: "………………………………"
Because the lover has always been very intimate and relaxed in front of himself, he has completely ignored his race.
In retrospect now, the purple gold eagle that belongs to the large raptor ... should ... be the natural enemy of marten ...? → _ →