Chapter 14 His Readers

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date="2021-01-20"

title="Chapter 14 His Readers "

weight="123013"

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

mode = "manual"

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The little milk dog is dead, and the measurement data starts with the little fox on the 2nd, wailing sadly throughout the room.

He Ruge couldn't bear it but couldn't do anything. When he measured cubicle 19, the silly little rabbit was shaking like a sieve, but when he saw He Ruge he murmured and jumped up, like a small snowball rolling rapidly.

Huang Zhuo was taken aback by the way he appeared on the stage very much like the little white tiger. Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the ropes for ten years. He did not catch the little rabbit for the first time and let the little rabbit jump into He Ruge's arms. in.

The little rabbit's red eyes seemed to be crying, and he shrank violently in He Ruge's arms in a self-defeating manner.

The reacting yellow ferret grabbed the little rabbit's tail, pulled the snowball out, and put a metal helmet on the little rabbit who kept crying.

The little rabbit’s legs twitched due to pain. When the metal helmet was taken off, the little rabbit still had the strength to choke and choke. The golden peas fell to the ground. He looked at He Ruge with red eyes and reluctantly. .

This is indeed a stupid little rabbit, just because he fed him a candy and sang a song to him, he regarded He Ruge as the closest person.

If the target of the Raiders is not the little white tiger, but this little rabbit, then I am afraid that the first experiment has not ended, and the favorability will be maxed out.

Compartment 19 slowly closed, and the eyes of the little bunny who was hiding in the corner, crying, looked like rubies washed with water, shining in the dark.

He Ruge pushed the frame in silence. After a long time, he pushed it a second time. The bridge of his nose felt the weight of the frame. This weight would be easily ignored in the past, but at this moment it is so heavy that it looks like a mountain. .

A sense of presence that cannot be ignored.

He Ruge took a deep breath and took off his glasses. Those black eyes that were not covered by the lenses stared at the screen unblinkingly, looking at the crying bunny in the game. He Ruge thought, How could this little rabbit have so many tears, just like water.

He thought a lot at this moment, thinking of the cold corpse of the little milk dog, thinking that the little rabbit would leave silently in the end, his thin lips couldn't help but become a straight line.

Will the game really have a...mortal ending?

He Ruge lowered his eyes and put on his glasses, and all the writhing emotions were restrained behind the glasses.

The iron door of compartment 20 was pushed open. Huang Weasel did not enter the door immediately. He stood cautiously behind He Ruge. The little white tiger in the cotton den saw Huang Weasel’s behavior with a hint of mockery in his blue eyes, perhaps because of his physical weakness. His eyes closed wearily, and the color of mockery added to the arrogance of the superior.

Little Baihu's ability to pull hatred was full, causing Huang Zhuo with a gloomy expression to hold the spirit sea stimulator and put it on Xiao Baihu's head.

After the short and long measurement, Huang Wei packed up his instruments and left.

The little white tiger lay softly in the cotton nest, without the sharp appearance of the yellow weasel at the time, he was like a hedgehog carefully harvesting the thorns, leaving the remaining softness to He Ruge.

He Ruge poured the medicine powder prescribed by the Xunyao Mouse into a milk bottle and gave Xiao Baihu a drink. Xiao Baihu didn't turn around and carried it on his back this time. Two paws held the bottle, Xiao Baihu sucked the pacifier solemnly, and his snow-white tiger's whiskers trembled in midair.

Mouse click [Stroke].

The palm of his hand landed on Xiao Baihu's small head, and then he slid down his neck to his back, and stroked the hair smoothly. The fur under his palm was smooth, and Xiao Baihu squinted his eyes as if he was enjoying it.

number 20

[Oh~ "A bit, comfortable"]

[Do you like touching me very much? in fact……】

[...I also like it a bit]

When Xiao Baihu said that he liked it, there were many more branches under the simple [Stroke] option:

【Touch the head】

【Touch the back】

【Pinch Claws】

[Rubbing ears]

【Poke the butt】(unlocked)

[Play with the tail] (unlocked)

[Suck belly] (unlocked)

He Ruge: "!!!"

Sucking belly is not a dream! ! !

He tentatively clicked [Pinch Claw]. Little Baihu's paws retracted subconsciously, and he hesitated for a while. In He Ruge's expectant gaze, the little paw lightly rested on He Ruge's palm.

The paws are small and exquisite, occupying only one third of He Ruge's palm.

number 20

[Aw, "My paws will become very big in the future, they can cover your hands completely"]

【……Roar? "Growing up... the meat pad is also pink"]

Mouse click [rub ears], slender fingers loosely close the tiger ears, and fold the bud-like tiger ears. The little white tiger tilts his head like itchy, and looks at He Ruge's blue eyes with complaints.

number 20

[Roar "Don't, don't move, it's itchy"]

[Houhou "You move again, I will..."]

[...Oh "I will lick your ears"]

Xiao Baihu turned his head, avoiding He Ruge's hand that was playing with tiger ears, and the poor tiger ears stood tremblingly, like a torn flower bone. The thing that didn't match the pitiful ears was the pointed little tiger teeth of the little white tiger, and he barked his teeth and snarled with a warning.

The wicked milk, the wicked milky little white tiger who hadn't seen it for a long time is back again.

Although He Ruge wanted to continue rubbing his ears, he was afraid that Xiao Baihu would be angry, so he clicked [Touching Head].

The little white tiger was touched by He Ruge. Perhaps after the favorability level was increased, the system defaulted the change of head-touching strength. From lightly touching the head to this moment, it will move the fur back. The angry dead fish eyes were torn into apricot eyes because of the movement of the fur on the forehead.

The next moment the silly apricot eyes turned into sullen dead fish eyes again.

number 20

【……Humph】

[The mood on the 20th gradually improves]

【Humph】

When Xiao Baihu snorted coldly, his little pink nose moved slightly. The nose was an image of love. Every time he snorted, it was like Xiaobaihu's love for He Ruge.

He Ruge clicked [Touching Back] happily, and smoothed the little white tiger who was forced to pretend to be angry. After touching it, the little white tiger's tail swayed slightly.

number 20

[...Huh...huh]

[Happy 20th]

[No. 20 likes you to touch his back]

He Ruge went down the line contentedly with a smile. Happy time is always short, unconsciously he was addicted to games for more than an hour.

A code word machine without emotions: "You dead pigeon! Are you coded! I have finished coding all nine thousand words today!!!"

He Ruge turned off Penguin with a guilty conscience, pretending that he hadn't seen anything. He opened Jinjiang and wanted to see if the spray in the comment area was still there, the familiar green interface appeared, the ID name of the "newspaper" had disappeared, and the comment area was a large piece of Jinjiang thundering text.

——I don’t care about the sky, the earth, and the air in the middle, just bury you!

——It’s not a dream to change day by day, a rocket launch!

He Ruge was taken aback for a while. what happened? Everyone... Why did it suddenly thunder?

Hundreds of new comments appeared suddenly, some of them were familiar ID names, but more were unfamiliar IDs who had been diving.

——Hold the author greatly

——Big, let me tell you something. You may not believe that our world is actually a master world. Authors, screenwriters, cartoonists, etc. create various derivative interfaces. But in the world, there are always so many bad guys who want to rule everything, so there are saboteurs, who cross the interface to become the comment area under many big works to prevent you from making big works. Now. So go for it, don't be defeated by the dark power, I believe that evil is invincible!

——Come on, big, do you want to lend you my diamond heart?

These comments... are all published in the latest chapters, when He Ruge remembered it, he was writing to explain the negatives. Before writing that paragraph, he had never thought that so many and so many readers would comfort him.

He simply wanted to explain, to prevent readers from misunderstanding the comments in the comment section.

He Ruge has read every comment in a daze, his eyes are a little moist, he takes off his glasses a little gaffe, and covers his red eyes. Obviously, was cursed so viciously by the sprayer before, and didn't cry, but at this moment the tears really couldn't stop.

...Why do you want to write? Why choose Jinjiang?

Because the readers of Jinjiang are recognized by all novel websites as the warmest, cutest, and most chatty little angel.

At this moment, He Ruge really felt that he was loved.