What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God’s Bathtub

He Ruge was fooling around in the game for a morning, and there was no code for one word in the morning.

After feeding and returning to lunch, He Ruge realized that he had to code. In fact, he has already discussed the issue of the sixth day with the machine. It was originally planned to be completed, so that it can be done in two months.

However, under the temptation of the game, why the heart of the song is swaying.

Machine: "...you are really a waste, you should be thrown into the trash. Think about the readers you want to feed, your conscience is not painful?"

He Ruge touched his conscience and found that all of his heart was a big white tiger. The big white tiger was too big. The article was just struggling to climb into his heart, and he was squeezed out by the big white tiger.

Machine: "Do you want to spend all your time on the day? Do you want to have a month at the end of the month, and don't feel bad about losing your full time?"

He wants to sing the pigeons on the spot. He thought about the whole work and thought about the big white tiger. He cried and rolled into the black house to start the journey of the day.

Because I have been thinking about the big white tiger, He Rue song broke out at a speed of 2,500 meters per hour, and finally escaped the black house before 8 o'clock in the evening.

The grass solved the dinner, and He Ruge entered the game to think about how to add food to the big white tiger. Maybe he can ask the opinions of Xi Guiyi, choose the difficult ones, and resolutely give up thinking, and push the door with the medicine box.

With another three shots, this experiment will be over.

As usual, Xi Guiyi waited for He Rue song at the door. He Ru Ge gave the nutrient solution to Xi Guiyi, but found that the white tiger did not move.

what happened? not hungry?

He Ruwen’s second monk can’t figure it out.

"Can you..." The voice of the big white tiger is getting lower and lower. The last two words, such as the song, are not heard at all. Why do you sing a song and ask: "Can you?"

However, Xi Guizheng stopped talking at this moment, and took the nutrient solution in silence and finished drinking it.

He Ruge carefully recalled what he had just said, and he vaguely thought that the two words might be "feed me."

Can you feed me?

It should be that he got it wrong, the big white tiger is so big, how can he still be fed?

After waiting for the meal to be eaten, He Ruge went to lick his belly in the name of eating and eating. "What do you want to add?"

Lan Lan stared deeply at He Ruge's white neck, "sweet."

It seems that Xi Guizhen is really sweet, and He Rue simply bought a basket of strawberries from the Love Mall. Before I gave it to the strawberry-flavored fruit candy, I should buy fresh fruit now.

However, when I saw the amazing number of small loves in the Love Mall, He Ruge was somewhat uncertain about the status of Xi Guizhen.

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

... days, now the speed of the good sense is just like sitting on the rocket.

Have you already liked me so much? He Ruge took the strawberry basket, and some of them were flattered and touched the head of the head.

He also likes to swear, but he likes to categorize his love for the ban, so he can't guarantee that his favorite can surpass each other.

Anything presented in the form of data is like a sharp knife that breaks the line of reason and intuitively touches the heart.

He Ruge chose the best strawberry from the basket and put it on the mouth of Xi Gui. "This looks very sweet, you eat and see."

Xi Guizhen wrapped his teeth around his teeth and carefully took the strawberries. He ate strawberries, but looked at He Ru, watching the lips of the strawberry juice.

Unlike the one-of-a-kind eating method, He Ruge’s eating is very elegant. He eats a strawberry in three mouths. If there is juice flowing to the fingertips, he will take a very serious finger.

Obviously, such an action does not have any meaning, but Xi Guizhen feels an unwarranted color.

Maybe the other person's skin is too white, it is easy to be contaminated by bright colors, like the pale pink lips, which is also dyed with a layer of light red.

At this moment, Xi Guiyi once again smelled the scent of He Ruo, such as the juice from the rose petals, and the sweet strawberry squeezed in the mouth. This sweet to greasy fragrance spreads and is pervasive. Let him dry his mouth.

At this time, He Ruge handed a strawberry to Xi Guizhen, and the guilty pretending to unscrupulously licked the fingers of He Ruge.

He Rue, the captive, gently wiped the saliva on the hairs of Xi Gui, and continued to eat strawberries without changing his color. The taste and reality of the strawberry in the holographic game is generally the same, even because it is produced by the game, the taste is better.

He Ru Ge couldn't stop, but while he was feeding him, he ate wildly. When there was only one strawberry left in the basket, He Ruge struggled to settle the strawberry. He thought about it for three seconds before handing the strawberry to the mat. Guilty, then he harvested the melancholy eyes of the great white tiger.

This is a big white tiger that is full of unhappiness. The tiger is screaming and holding, and there is no interest in the strawberry to the mouth.

"What's wrong?" He Ru Ge thought that he had eaten too many strawberries, saying that he had to give the big white tiger a meal, and he was eaten half by himself. It sounds like a snack that a parent steals a child.

"You just rubbed your hand on my hair." Dabaihu complained.

He Ruge noticed that there was a cluster of pale pink on the original white hair. He had just wiped it too smoothly, and actually stained the fur.

I didn’t expect the big white tiger to tangled at the root of the problem. "Are you abandoning my saliva?"

He Ru Ge, who is different from Xi’s brain circuit, screamed. Shouldn't saliva be rejected? The saliva is so dirty...

The expression of He Ruge has already explained everything. The disused big white tiger was sad and didn't know what to say. He went to the corner and didn't care about it. The forehead was against the wall, and the back of the big white tiger showed a trace of Lin's sister's delicateness.

He Ruge: "..."

I probably probably seem to have hurt him.

He Ruge carefully walked forward and squatted beside the white tiger. "I just thought about it. The saliva of others may be dirty, but our baby only drinks milk powder and nutrient solution, just like a fairy only drinks flowers. Like a petal, how can it be dirty?"

Big white tiger didn't leave his head. "I ate a preserved egg before."

He Ruge hurried to the other side of the big white tiger. "The preserved egg is fragrant."

The great white tiger denied the unrealistic words of He Ruge: "It is obviously stinking."

He Ruge: "..."

I am so annoying, I really don

"It's fragrant to eat, so don't care so much detail." He Ruge took out the last strawberry. "Come, baby, you take a bite, the rest of the time I come to eat?"

He Ru Ge is prepared to prove that he is not abandoning his blame.

Xi Guiyi sighed softly and shook his head. "Or you should bite half first, my mouth is too big, I can't bite such a small bite." He didn't want He Ruge to reluctant himself. Let's go.

The strawberry that He Ruzhi bite is extraordinarily sweet. After eating half a strawberry, Xi Ruyi extended his hand to He Ruge: "I want to hold you."

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

He Ruge raised his face from the white fur, "What's wrong?"

"You told me to blame, oh, baby, I only want you to be like a song, will it be too hard?" Xi Guizhen likes a person for the first time, always afraid that he likes it well enough, afraid that the other person feels like "This is just the case."

"No." He Rue song copied the words of Xi Guizhen: "You like me, I like it."

"Or do you call me a song?" Songs are like brothers, and they can be cheaper than invisible. After He Fan’s fantasy, the white tiger turned his belly and said that his brother and brother should hug, or be ashamed, and my brother should not touch the other’s ass... I feel that I am getting fresh and refined.

If you forget it, don't call it a title. "If you like a song, you can call it a thing you like, others willing, how to call it, what you can call, there is no fixed answer."

For example, the name of Dad, if you are willing to call it, I will be very happy.

"Then I still want to call you a song, can you?" Complete the whole three words, it seems that the person is completely in the mouth, hidden in the heart.

"of course can."

The great white tiger screamed at He Rue. This sound is like a song that coincides with the baby in his heart. He is satisfied with the person in his arms, just like the dragon is sleeping on his own gold coin.

"Baby, do we have to get an injection first?" He Ruge sneaked out his head and broke this warm and beautiful moment.

Even more frustrating is that He Ru song wants to hit the buttocks.

Today, the number of times I touched the **** has reached the upper limit. Xi Guiyi replaced her **** with her own big claws. The genetic agent was injected at once, and Xi Guiyi re-introduced He Ruge into his arms, wrapped his hair with He Mao, and also found There is a legitimate reason: "It is not uncomfortable to have more contact."

The person being hugged and the big cat are very satisfied, the room is quiet, they can hear each other's breathing.

"He Ru Ge, I want to hear you tell me stories."

There are many fairy tales that can be told. He Ruo’s casually talked about a little girl selling matches. When he said how cold the little girl who had lost a shoe was walking on the snow, the white tiger couldn’t help but hold her arms tighter.

He also feels cold.

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

Xi Guiyi closed his eyes.

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

He is like a song, it is like the only match in the cold winter.

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

The more I listened to the singer, the more I felt cold, and the coldness was cold. He didn't want to listen any more, so he hugged He Ruge more hard. "The little girl polished a match, and the deceased grandmother appeared in the fire."

He Ruge is talking about fairy tales, his mouth is held down by the big claws, and the blue scorpions look at him as if they are begging, asking him not to talk again.

It seems that if the song is not spoken, Grandma will not disappear like a stove, a roast duck, or a Christmas tree.

It’s like... he won’t lose his song.

He Rue sang, and there were so many deep emotions in the blue scorpion that he couldn’t speak for a while. "It turned out to be a box of magical matches that would give people the most wanted people or things."

“They flew together to places where there is no cold and hunger, and live happily together forever.”

Only if the song is warm, Xi Guiqi hugged He Rue, and whispered: "Is that place a star?"

"Yes."

This is a fairy tale that belongs to you alone.

The author has something to say: Don't rush to the bathtub, you can harvest the appearance of the youngsters in the game, we have to collect different appearances -

Tiger ears boy to understand! Do not miss passing through!

And now I will drop the bathtub, and the text of He Ru Ge should be pitted. The hair of the white tiger is not good... It’s really cruel.

You urge the poor little author, her rhythm will be chaotic (grievance)