Chapter 58 Your Fairy Tale

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date="2021-01-20"

title="Chapter 58 Your Fairy Tale "

weight="123057"

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

mode = "manual"

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He Ruge fooled around in the game all morning, and there was no code or a word all morning. He sucked the tiger to death.

After feeding Xi Guican's lunch, He Ruge realized that he needed a codeword. In fact, he has already discussed the issue of Saturday with the opportunity, and originally planned that this should be completed every day, so that it can be done in two months.

But under the temptation of the game, He Ruge Riwan's heart began to shake.

Jiji: "...You are really a scumbag. You should be thrown into the trash can. Think about the readers who are waiting to be fed by your article. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

He Ruge touched his own conscience and found that all his heart was a big white tiger, the big white tiger was too big, Wen Wenjun just climbed into his heart with difficulty, he was squeezed out by the big white tiger.

Jiji: "Do you still want your daily full attendance? This month is going to be the end of the month, don't you feel distressed if you missed it?

He Ruge, who wanted pigeons and pigeons, was stunned on the spot. He thought about the full attendance and then about the big white tiger. He cried and rolled into the small black room to start his daily journey.

Because he always thought about the big white tiger, He Ruge broke out with a feat of two thousand five per hour in life and death, and finally escaped from the small black room before eight o'clock in the evening.

He settled for dinner hastily, He Ruge entered the game and thought about how to add food to the big white tiger. Maybe he could ask Xi Guican's opinion, He Ruge, who is difficult to choose, gave up thinking and pushed in with the medicine cabinet.

After three more shots, the experiment will be over.

Xi Guican waited for He Ruge by the door as usual. After He Ruge handed the nutrient solution to Xi Guican, he found that the big white tiger was motionless.

what happened? not hungry?

Monk He Ruge Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

"Can you..." Da Baihu's voice became lower and lower. The last two words He Ruge didn't hear clearly. He Ruge was taken aback and asked: "Could it be something?"

However, Xi Guican stopped talking at this moment, and silently took the nutrient solution and drank it.

He Ruge carefully recalled what Da Baihu said just now, and he vaguely felt that those two words might be "feed me".

Can you feed me?

He should have heard it wrong, the big white tiger is so big, why would he still want someone to feed him?

After Xi Guican finished eating, He Ruge rubbed his belly again in the name of after-dinner digestion, "What snack do you want?"

Blue eyes stared at He Ruge's white neck meaningfully, "Sweet."

It seems that Xi Guican is really addicted to sweetness. He Ruge simply bought a basket of strawberries from the Love Mall. Previously, Xi Guican ate strawberry-flavored fruit candies. Now he should buy fresh fruit.

But when he saw the amazing number of little hearts in the love mall, He Ruge checked the status of Xi Guican with some uncertainty.

[Love]: I like you more every day, 480 favorability

...God, the current rate of increase in favorability is compared to before. It's like riding a rocket.

Do you already like me so much? He Ruge carried the basket of strawberries and touched Xi Guican's head flatteringly.

He also likes Xi Guican, but he digitizes his liking for Xi Guican. He Ruge cannot guarantee that his liking will exceed the other party.

Anything presented in the form of data is like a sharp knife breaking through the line of defense of reason, intuitively moving people's hearts.

He Ruge selected the best-selling strawberries from the basket and put it to Xi Guican's mouth, "This looks very sweet, you can eat it."

Xi Guican wrapped his tongue around his teeth and took the strawberry carefully. He was eating the strawberry, but he looked at He Ruge, his lips covered with strawberry juice.

Different from Xi Guican's way of eating one bite at a time, He Ruge's taste is very elegant. After eating a strawberry in three bites, he will lick his finger seriously if the juice reaches his fingertips.

Obviously this kind of action has no meaning, but Xi Guican felt an unreasonable aura.

Maybe the other person's skin is too white, it is easy to be contaminated by gorgeous colors, just like the pale pink lips, which are also dyed with a light red at this time.

At this moment, Xi Guican once again smelled the unique scent of He Ruge, like the juice crushed by rose petals, and like the sweet strawberry squeezed in the mouth. This sweet to greasy scent spreads freely and pervasively. Make his mouth dry.

At this time, He Ruge gave Xi Guican another strawberry, and Xi Guican pretended to lick He Ruge's finger unintentionally.

The licked He Ruge calmly rubbed his saliva on Xi Guican's fur, and continued to eat strawberries without changing his face. The strawberry flavor in the holographic game is generally the same as the reality, and even better because it is produced by the game.

He Ruge couldn’t stop eating. He fed Xi Guican and ate it by himself. When there was only the last strawberry in the basket, He Ruge struggled with the destination of the strawberry, thinking for three seconds before handing the strawberry to Xi Guican. , And then he got Da Baihu's melancholy gaze.

This is a big white tiger full of unhappiness, with tiger ears drooping, and he has no interest in strawberries that reach his mouth.

"What's wrong?" He Ruge thought with a guilty conscience that he had eaten too many strawberries, and he had eaten half of the big white tiger's meal. It sounds like a parent stealing a kid’s snack.

"You just wiped your hand on my fur." ​​Da Baihu complained.

Only then did He Ruge notice that there was a light pink tuft on the snow-white hair. He just wiped it so smoothly that it actually soiled the hair.

Unexpectedly, what the big white tiger is entangled with is not Maomao at all, "Are you despising my saliva?"

He Ruge, which is different from Xi Guican's brain circuit, uttered. Shouldn't saliva be disgusting? The saliva is so dirty...

The expression of He Ruge has said everything. The despised big white tiger was so sad that he didn't know what to say. He squatted to the corner and ignored the song, with his forehead against the wall, the big white tiger's sturdy back showed a trace of sister Lin's fragility.

He Ruge: "..."

I might seem to hurt him.

He Ruge cautiously stepped forward and squatted beside Da Baihu, "I just thought about it. Other people's saliva may be dirty, but our baby only drinks milk powder and nutrient solution, just like a fairy who only drinks flower water. Like petals, how could it be dirty?"

Da Baihu looked away, "I ate preserved eggs before."

He Ruge hurried to the other side of the big white tiger, "Preserved eggs are fragrant."

Da Baihu denied He Ruge's unrealistic words: "Obviously it is smelly."

He Ruge: "..."

So annoying, really don't want to coax.

"It tastes fragrant, you don't have to worry about so many details." He Ruge took out the last strawberry, "Come on, baby, take a bite. I will eat the remaining half, okay?"

He Ruge is ready to prove by himself that he does not dislike Xi Guican.

Xi Guican sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "It's better to bite half first. My mouth is too big to bite such a small bite." He didn't want He Ruge to force himself, and when he was disgusted, he was disgusted. Right.

The strawberries that He Ruge bitten are particularly sweet. After Xi Guican finished half a strawberry, he stretched out his hand to He Ruge: "I want to hug you."

The white and soft belly was beckoning at He Ruge, He Ruge immediately rushed into the embrace of the warm belly, the big white tiger also hugged the person in his arms happily, and he murmured: "He Ruge."

He Ruge raised his face from the white hair, "What's the matter?"

"You call me Guican, Miaomiao, baby, I only call you He Ruge, will it be too blunt?" Xi Guican likes someone for the first time, always afraid that he doesn't like it well enough, for fear that the other person will "like" this It's just that.

"No." He Ruge copied Xi Guican's original words: "I like everything you call me."

"Or do you call me "Song Song"?" Song Song is like a big brother, it can take advantage of people rather than invisible. After He Ruge fantasizing, Da Baihu turned his belly over, saying that I want to hug my brother, or was ashamed to say that my brother shouldn't touch other people's buttocks... just feel that he is perverted fresh and refined.

Forget it, don’t call it, “You can call it like a song. You can call this kind of thing as long as you like it and others want it. You can call it whatever you want. There is no fixed answer.”

For example, if you call Dad, if Azai you are willing to call it that way, I will be very happy Aba.

"Then I still want to call you He Ruge, okay?" The three words are completely, as if to read this person completely in his mouth and in his heart.

"of course can."

The big white tiger yelled He Ruge softly. This He Ru song began to overlap with the baby that sounded in his heart, and he hugged the person in his arms contentedly, as satisfied as a dragon sleeping on his gold coin.

"Baby, should we get an injection first?" He Ruge poked his head out to break this sweet and beautiful moment.

What is even more frenzied is that He Ruge wants to have a spanking or a butt shot.

Today, the number of butt touches has reached the upper limit. Xi Guican replaced his butt with his big paws. The gene medicine was injected all at once. Xi Guican put He Ruge in his arms again, wrapped He Ruge with fur, and found out. Good reason: "It's not uncomfortable to get in touch."

The person being held and the big cat were very satisfied. The room was quiet and they could hear each other's breathing.

"He Ruge, I want to hear you tell me a story."

There are many fairy tales that can be told, and He Ruge casually told a "Little Match Girl". When he talked about how cold it was for the little girl who had lost a shoe to walk on the snow, Da Baihu couldn't help holding the person in his arms tighter.

He also felt cold.

"She finally drew out a match and rubbed it on the wall, chi! She saw the warm stove."

Xi Guican closed his eyes.

"The flame went out, the stove was gone, she wiped another match, and saw all kinds of delicious things..."

He Ruge is like the only match in the cold winter.

"She wiped another one and saw the beautiful Christmas tree."

The more Xi Guican listened to, the more cold he felt. He didn't want to listen anymore, so he hugged He Ruge harder, "The little girl polished another match, and the deceased grandma appeared in the fire."

He Ruge was telling a fairy tale, his mouth was held down by his big paws, and those blue eyes looked at him as if begging, begging him not to speak any more.

It seems that if He Ruge doesn't talk about it, grandma will not disappear like a stove, roast duck, and Christmas tree.

It's like... He won't lose He Ruge.

He Ruge was stunned. There were too many deep emotions hidden in those blue eyes, which made him speechless for a while. He Ruge kissed the pad and touched Xi Guican's tight body, and said: " It turns out that this is a box of magical matches that allows people to have the person or thing they most want."

"They flew together to places where there was no cold and hunger, and lived happily together forever."

Only He Ruge is warm. Xi Guican hugged He Ruge and asked softly: "Are there stars in that place?"

"Yes."

This is your own fairy tale of stars.