Chapter 8

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date="2021-01-20"

title="Chapter 8 "

weight="123007"

series = ["What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God’s Bathtub"]

mode = "manual"

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After coaxing the little rabbit, He Ruge consumed a little love and opened the iron door in compartment 20. The little white tiger in the compartment sat in the cotton den, raising his eyes to look at He Ruge, his blue eyes flashing with complex emotions.

He Ruge felt that he must be crazy, and he could see mixed emotions from a fluffy tiger face.

He clicked on the floating box next to Xiaobaihu to check the status.

[Friendly]: For the 20th, you are a special person, with a good impression of 37

[Unawakened]: No one has discovered that No. 20 is a little monster, except you

Can favorability increase automatically? He remembers it was 35 o'clock not long ago.

It's strange to say that no matter how bad the mood is, seeing the little white tiger suddenly clears up. Even if the other party has a stinky face, He Ruge feels bullish and cute.

He clicked on [Feeding], only the bottle was the feeding option, and the last candy had been fed to the little rabbit by He Ruge.

Holding the baby bottle in his hand, the nipple came to Xiao Baihu's mouth. He Ruge looked at the screen, looking forward to seeing the little white tiger sucking.

Do you obediently raise your head and suck desperately into the pacifier? Because drank too vigorously, the sound of babbled milk continued to sound, the little pink nose twitched, and the bud-like tiger ears moved with the rhythm of the milk...

The previous few breastfeeds were fed through an iron gate. He Ruge couldn't see anything, only listening to the voice. As an imaginative writer, He Ruge can think of a white belly when he hears the sound of sucking milk, and when he thinks of a white belly, he can think of Wenxiang Nuanyu's cat sucking in her arms.

When He Ruge's brain was surging, Xiao Baihu suddenly bit the nipple, stepped back several steps, and tore the bottle from He Ruge's hand.

number 20

[No. 20 is independent and easy to be shy, not accustomed to being breast-fed by others, nor accustomed to eating under others' sidelines]

Xiao Baihu turned around, drinking milk at He Ruge with his butt.

He Ruge looked disappointedly at Xiao Baihu's back, and suddenly, the black eyes behind the lenses gradually brightened up——

The fluffy little butt is also very cute! There was also the tip of the tail that was unconsciously shaking, which made He Ruge tremble.

Although Tiger's butt is not touchable, can the game offer the option of touching his butt after he maxed out his favorability?

There is always a dream, what if it comes true?

【Daily Task:

Feed the test subjects (dinner ※completed)]

After drinking the milk, the little white tiger held the pacifier in his mouth and dragged the bottle to He Ruge's body. After putting down the bottle, He Ruge pointedly found that little white tiger's mouth was stained with milk.

This is a child with a quick temper who drinks milk and fights. If he becomes a boy, he should be holding up a cup of milk boldly and blowing, gurgling and putting down the cup, there may be a layer of milk circle on his face. .

With Xiao Baihu's informal character, he won't find the milk circle in the first place, and he might even stare at him blankly, asking, what are you laughing at.

Naobu couldn't stop at all. He Ruge felt that he was finished. After the bold idea of ​​"want to steal the little white tiger home", he wanted to "snatch a super fierce little Zhengtai home".

With a mysterious smile on his face, He Ruge clicked on the interactive options, starting with the daily chat session [Dialogue].

He Ruge actually has a lot of things to tell Xiao Baihu, such as what Xiao Baihu likes to eat, so that he can go to the love mall to buy snacks. Another example is Xiao Baihu's headache today, will he feel sad?

But... this is a game after all, and Xiao Baihu is just a character in the game, and can't talk to him by voice.

number 20

[Aoao "The smell of yellow ferrets is the smell of rotten eggs"]

[Roar, "Do you like the taste? It might be...sweet. Because I rarely taste it, I think it’s very special.』]

To He Ruge's surprise, Xiao Baihu had a rare conversation this time, and was no longer as silent as before. This gave He Ruge the illusion of chatting with friends. He couldn't help but click [Dialog] again, hoping to hear more different answers.

number 20

【……】

[No. 20 suddenly shut up and said too much at once, which is a little difficult for him]

The little white tiger on the screen put his chin on his paws and looked at the floor quietly.

He Ruge suddenly felt that Little White Tiger was like a small snail, with a hard shell, but a soft heart in the shell. He is full of distrust of the outside world. He has to work very hard, be brave and brave, before he can take a small step towards the person he likes.

When the tentacles stick out of the shell carefully, you can't do anything to alarm him, because if there is any wind and grass, he will retract into the shell.

He really... liked this little white tiger more and more.

Click [Stroke] with the mouse, and the hand on the screen slowly approached Xiao Baihu. Xiao Baihu raised his eyes to look at the closer and closer hands. He kept his chin resting on his paws and looked at it calmly. Hand.

When the palm of his hand gently stroked his little head, Xiao Baihu was also calm. It is this calm and watery response that makes He Ruge feel flattered.

number 20

[Starting to get used to your touch on the 20th]

[(The warm and soft hair feels from my hand]

[Slowly close your eyes on the 20th]

The little white tiger seemed to fall asleep.

number 20

[No. 20 is a little sad and a little happy]

[He is tired]

The ten-minute interactive time has not yet passed, and He Ruge has not bought anything delicious from the Love Mall to feed Xiao Baihu, but at this moment, he consciously left the compartment.

This approach may be strange, but... his little white tiger is tired, he should sleep well when he is tired, and everything will pass.

He didn't know what the plot of this game was like, what would happen to Xiaobaihu next, and for the first time in He Ruge's life, the krypton-golden sex appeared.

If this game can krypton gold, he wants the most krypton gold, and spoils the little white tiger.

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After taking off his helmet, Xi Guican found that this game seemed to really cure his illness. That piece of spiritual consciousness that had been out of control had reconnected with him loomingly.

This is a good thing.

He fell in the cotton den, and the pain of Zhihai did not immediately subsided. Xi Guican has the ability to endure pain beyond ordinary people. Perhaps he tasted most of the pain in the world when he was a cub, and he is hard to fear when he grows up No matter how severe the injury is, he won’t shed tears, show weakness, or cry out in pain.

It is said that crying children have milk to eat, and when a child cannot be comforted by crying, he will not cry.

Later, it was accidentally discovered that killing could alleviate his pain. When his head burst, he would always do terrible things.

Killing the insects is killing, and killing the interstellar is also killing. In fact, many times, he would feel that there is no difference between interstellar and zerg. The same is killing, he was red-eyed in Star Wars, but he would be touted as the blade of the Federation. It may be that he has no sense of belonging to the Federation, and it is difficult to equate his behavior with defending the country.

Mao Zixie once murmured, Major General Xi, you must love life.

He tried to love life, but didn't want to live.

Life is so tiring, there is no hope, but he does not want to end this life easily, because he was trapped in prison for the first half of his life and was manipulated by others. It was a pity that finally had freedom and died like this.

But this body that was tortured by the sick night seemed to have no interest in living. He has no friends, no family, no lovers. He obviously stood in a high position, but he felt that he had nowhere to rely. He obviously lives on a planet of his own, but feels that he is still trapped in the small compartment 20.

"Little rabbit, be good, open the door~" A singing voice came from the next door, and the tiger ears followed the sound source.

Xi Guican was a little dazed at this moment, the original pessimistic thoughts were all disrupted by the sudden singing. He was stunned for a while before he understood the meaning of the lyrics.

The little rabbit is good? So, so naive lyrics?

Xi Guican, who had never heard a nursery rhyme, was stunned. He hesitated, with a little curiosity, just like when he first went to cubicle 20 when he was a child, he heard the bunny next door crying and calling his mother, gently. Walked to the iron wall and quietly pressed his ears to the wall.

Behind a wall, the person opposite was singing softly, he hummed: "Little rabbit, please open the door~"

A lot of repetitive words are lyrics that are sung for children, just like sitting in a row and eating fruit. But no one has ever said this to Xi Guican.

"Hurry up, I want to come in~"

At this moment, He Ruge seemed to be the size of a thumb, standing in front of his heart, knocking politely, and asking if he could come in.

Behind that person is another world, a bizarre and colorful world, where a lot of over-sweet fruit candies will fall from the sky, crackling with a rain of candy.

He Ruge just sits on the clouds and sings. The person's voice is soft, soft-spoken, and his speech is slow and tidy, but he will be very brisk when he is happy, and the ending sound goes up happily.

Holding a handful of fruit candy in his hand, he shook his head and threw it down from the air.

The air was really filled with the sweet smell of fruit candy, and Xiao Baihu sniffed his little nose and heard the grunt of the little rabbit next to him eating candy.

The tail that had been wagging unconsciously stopped, and Xiao Baihu sat back down into the cotton nest glumly. He suddenly suffocated, feeling a sense of anger that something that should belong to him was taken away.

Obviously this is his exclusive lover. These sugars should also belong to him.

And... He Ruge has never sang to him.

Xi Guican thought sullenly.

At that time, the iron gate was pushed open, and the young man walked in with a smile, his eyes eager, and his black eyes seemed to glow. He Ruge has a very special presence in this game, and the person who designed this game is really insidious.

The designer restores everything as it is, and the gloomy environment is so dark that it can breed ghosts. Only He Ruge is a living being. His eyes are bright, and the blood of his lips is full, which makes this person look warm.

No one would be nice to him except He Ruge.

Therefore, in the game, it is an inevitable result that he has a good impression of this game character. Ask yourself, does he like this "exclusive lover"?

...Have a little like it.

He likes the way He Ruge looks at him, which makes him an uncontrollable illusion, as if he is really loved.

Will someone like him also get love?

When Xi Guican drinks milk, he concentrates on this question.

——If, I mean if, if you like me, how much do you like me, will you like me more than the bunny next door?

——No, I should ask. In this game, is your love for me already set? If it is set, how much do you like me?

He wanted to ask this question.

But when he really wanted to speak, the needle that didn't know where it came from pierced the courage he had finally gathered.

The little white tiger was like a deflated balloon, lying in the cotton den, with the tiger ears drooping, his eyes fell on the ground, and he said to himself in his heart:

A monster like you.

How do you deserve to be liked?

Suddenly, Xi Guican felt tired, as if he had returned to the emergency room on the day he was lying on the hospital bed, listening to the doctor talking about unfamiliar academic terms. The sudden strange disease makes all this like a ridiculous dream. In the dream, he was still driving the mech to cross the Star Wars, and when he opened his eyes, he had been lying on the sickbed for a long time and had not run freely.

Xi Guican slowly closed his eyes.

The milky hand stroked his forehead, which was too gentle touch.

He thought that he should like this kind of touch, like a dream that is too beautiful and shatters with one touch.

However, dreams always wake up.

After waking up, he still had nothing, all alone.