Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 212 He is a cannon fodder internet scammer (38)

Seeing the little guy immediately at a loss, unable to even lift his eyes and wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, Mu Luan sighed silently.

That's it.

Even if he didn't consider Cen Cen's obviously weak physical condition, and even didn't consider that he hadn't even expressed his feelings, just looking at Cen Cen's innocent look, he really couldn't help but be a human being.

Sleeping in the living room did have a little bit of the element of pretending to win Cen Cen's heart, but I really hadn't thought about it, and I didn't dare to really sleep in the same bed with Cen Cen at this time - I was afraid of becoming a beast.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Go wash up and go to bed. Children can't stay up late."

There was a light tap on the top of his head. Si Cen covered his head with one hand, raised his head and glanced at him quickly, muttered, "If you don't appreciate it...", and then ran away quickly.

I even forgot the half cup of milk in my hand.

It can be seen that although he looks calm, he is still panicking.

of course.

It doesn’t matter, Mu Luan doesn’t mind waiting.

Wait until his child grows fat, wait until he is willing to completely let down his guard, wait until he completely opens his heart...

Si Cen had a good sleep and slept until about eight or nine o'clock, when he was awakened by the fragrance.

He walked out of the bedroom in a daze, wearing pajamas and with his hair disheveled from sleep. Attracted by the fragrance, he moved to the outside of the kitchen, pushed open the glass door and stuck his head out.

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"What are you doing? It smells so good..."

Mu Luan turned his head and looked over, immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand and walked towards Si Cen.

Before Si Cen could react, he had already picked her up by the butt with one hand.

Si Cen cried out "Ouch!" and quickly hugged Mu Luan's neck with both hands, as if he was afraid of falling. He looked down at Mu Luan, his ears slightly red, "Uncle, you..."

Mu Luan raised his eyes. Although his eyes were gentle, they also had a strict tone. He looked at Cen Cen disapprovingly and said, "Why don't you wear slippers?"

Cen Cen's legs were now hanging on his waist, which was a very delicate hugging position, and he looked already extremely embarrassed.

The toes of that pair of flawless, beautiful, slender feet curled up, "It doesn't matter. It's not cold."

"Cen Cen, didn't you hear what the doctor said before? Your health is not good now, you need to take care of yourself. The floor is very cold, and it is easy to invade your body through the soles of your feet..." Seeing that the child's mouth became flatter and flatter, Mu Luan said: "...Let someone come to lay the carpet this afternoon."

Si Cen: "Oh... no, I, I will remember to wear it next time. I was just in a daze and haven't woken up yet."

Mu Luan smiled, tilted his head and kissed his chin affectionately, "You found me right after waking up? Cen Cen is so good."

Cen Cen was too embarrassed to say that he was actually looking for fragrance, so he could only acquiesce and put his arm around Mu Luan's neck to look behind him, "What are you doing?"

"Just some normal Chinese breakfast, porridge, pan-fried buns, fried eggs."

As he spoke, Mu Luan held Si Cen in his arms and shook him twice, assessed his weight, and said, "Too light. Cen Cen's main task in the next two months is to gain at least 20 kilograms..."

Si Cen stared at him in disbelief, "Even pigs can't grow so fast! Do you want to listen to what you are talking about? Maybe... Uncle, you are talking about two or four pounds?"

His shocked look was very cute, and also a bit bitter and resentful. He looked at Mu Luan eagerly, with a bit of pleading in his eyes.

Mu Luan was touched by him and softened his heart, "You have to gain at least ten pounds, no less."

How come this goes back and forth like you're bargaining for vegetables?

But then Mu Luan said, "It can't be any gentler. I'm afraid you can't bear it."

Cen Cen: (O_O)

ha?

Is that what I meant?

Mu Luan didn't say anything more. He carried Si Cen back to the master bedroom bathroom, squeezing out toothpaste for him with one hand. "Do you want me to hold you while you brush your teeth?"

He asked quite seriously, as if he was eager to have it.

How could Cen Cen feel embarrassed? It wasn't like they had been tossed around like that all night long. It wasn't really that bad.

He pushed Mu Luan and said, "No, I, I can wash it myself. Uncle, you better keep an eye on your pot. I won't eat it if it's burnt."

Mu Luan didn't force him. He put Cen Cen on the sink and asked him to sit. He went to the bedroom to find his slippers, came back and bent down to put them on his feet.

"Come out for breakfast after you're done washing." He rubbed the top of the child's head, whose ears were slightly red, and when he saw him nod obediently, he went out contentedly.

Si Cen brushed his teeth in front of the mirror, gargled out the toothpaste bubbles in his mouth, swished his face roughly, and then ran out in a hurry.

Mu Luan was putting the last of the breakfast on the table when he saw Cen Cen rushing over. Her already long bangs were still a little wet, and it looked like she hadn't wiped the water droplets off her face. She looked a little helpless and a little worried, thinking, this is what parents experience when raising children.

He asked Cen Cen to sit down first. "I cooked the porridge earlier and served it out to dry. It's not hot now. The pan-fried dumplings are just out of the pot. Eat them later."

He handed Cen Cen a spoon and asked him to eat. He turned and went back into the room. After a while, he took out a towel and wiped the water off his bangs and face.

"Your hair is a little too long. Do you want to tie it up or cut it short?"

Si Cen sipped his porridge while secretly looking at Mu Luan, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Mu Luan was very patient and didn't rush anyone, just waited.

So Cen Cen mustered up the courage to speak out her true thoughts, "I want to cut my bangs a little shorter, but... I want to keep my hair long."

After saying that, as if to read his expression, he added cautiously, "Is it okay?"

Mu Luan said without hesitation, "Of course, Cen Cen did a great job, just say what you want, don't be afraid."

Cen Cen's mouth was bulging. She looked at him while eating. After a long while, she finally swallowed the food and said, "Don't you think I'm weird, very...perverted?"

Mu Luan frowned slightly, "Why?"

The child lowered his eyes, and although his voice was soft and hesitant, he mustered up the courage to speak, "Because I am obviously a boy, but... I wear skirts, learn false voices, and want to grow long hair. Moreover, I have a weird personality and I am gloomy. Isn't this weird and abnormal?"

"Who told you that? Cen Cen, raise your head and look at me."

Cen Cen hesitated for a long time before he was willing to look up. Sure enough, Mu Luan saw that his eyes were red and wet, as if covered with cold winter fog, gray and desperate...

Mu Luan felt a stab in his heart and went straight forward to pick up Cen Cen.

He let Cen Cen sit on his lap and lean on his arms.

Both of them were wearing thin clothes, so he could more intuitively feel how obvious the bones on the child's back were. He was so thin that it made people feel distressed, but also so well-behaved that it made people feel soft-hearted.

How could anyone have the heart to hurt such a sweet child?

To make a child like this, with mental illness, physical deficiency, and such low self-esteem and self-loathing... It would be difficult for anyone else to do this except for his family.

Mu Luan's eyes were somewhat sinister, with a fierce look in them.

Fortunately, Cen Cen was in his arms and wouldn't see anything.

So he could only hear Mu Luan's gentle voice that made him want to cry, "Who said that boys can't like to wear skirts and have long hair?"

"Just like a girl can wear a suit and cut her hair short, this is just a matter of personal preference. It has no meaning and should not be the standard for judging a person."

"Cen Cen, my dearest child, in my eyes, no matter how you dress, what your personality is, whether you like to laugh or not, whether you are willing to be cheerful or quiet, you are my most precious and beloved child."

So don't worry, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side.