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

After a question and an answer, they fell into a wordless silence.He Ruge was a bit guilty of coaxing the little monster. He was afraid that the little monster would ask him why it didn't hurt if he had physical contact, why he didn't make physical contact with him before, so that it wouldn't hurt...

He Ruge reflected on himself, and thought that his previous self was simply deceived by lard, so he came up with such a flawed excuse to lie to cats.

However, if a cat dies on its own body, even being a ghost can be romantic.

If he doesn't do this, it will take him years of monkeys to hold a big cat?

It’s just that this posture is a bit tiring. He Ruge didn’t dare to put his whole body weight on the little monster, so he bent down and hugged the little monster. His upper body was buried in the soft and thick fur. Looking at the infinite scenery, in fact, his waist was suffering. support.

The tip of the nose is very close to the base of the wings, and when He Ruge exhaled, the hot air just hit the base of the wings, the little monster was so itchy that he wanted to shake his wings, but he was afraid of disturbing the young man lying on his back.

That person was so light and light that the little monster could hardly feel the weight of the other person, which made the little monster feel unreal and illusory, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake even after there was no pain.This night, he wasn't alone curled up in a corner and endured the pain alone, rolling around in embarrassment when the pain reached the extreme.

All this is like a dream, maybe if he moves a little, the other party will turn into a butterfly and fly away.

It turns out that there are people to accompany, and the night is not so difficult.

Just when the little monster was in the right mood, he suddenly found that the person on his back was about to get up, and the already light weight became lighter, and the warm temperature on his back also drifted away.

Is he leaving?

This thought popped up in the little monster's mind, like a pebble hitting the surface of the water, disturbing the mood that had finally calmed down.

Huwei hooked He Ruge's calf subconsciously, under the other's surprised gaze, the little monster pretended to be calm and said: "Without physical contact, it will hurt."

He Ruge was stunned for a moment, he just bent over for too long and wanted to change his posture, little monster... did you misunderstand?

Are you so afraid of him leaving?Is it simply fear of pain, or is there a little bit of reluctance to part with him?He Ruge looked down at the tiger tail that was entangled with him, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, maybe he should call the little monster Xiao Sticky Cake.

No, it's a big sticky cake.

He Ruge squatted down, trying to grab the tiger's tail. The thick and thick tiger's tail was full of strength, with black and white stripes interlaced. He Ruge couldn't hold it with one hand, so he had to hold it from the tip of the tail. The thinnest tip of the tail was pure The black ones set off so beautifully that the fingers are extraordinarily white.

The texture of the hair on the tail is also very good. Each hair looks like it has been soaked in deep-sea fish oil. There is no branch from the hair root to the tip. The white hair is crystal clear like fine snow, and the black hair is like a brush soaked in ink.

He Ruge couldn't help but hold the tip of the tail with one hand, and put the palm of the other hand on the black "writing brush". Under the pure gaze of the little monster, He Ruge said grandly: "Before I wrote a Name, Miaomiao, do you remember how to write the word 'Miao'?" Like a teacher who randomly checks homework.

The little monster tilted his head, "Yes."

He Ruge was a little surprised, maybe the little monster had always been labeled as stupid and fierce in his impression, but suddenly such a little genius made him not used to it.

The blue eyes focused on He Ruge's palm, and the tip of the tail slowly but firmly wrote the words belonging to the earth on He Ruge's palm.

Miao.

The little monster has never seen such a text, it does not belong to any language he knows, and the pronunciation is also strange meow meow.

For a little monster whose mind is only killing and darkness, memorizing words is a very difficult thing.But he wants to try his best to remember everything about He Ruge. It seems that if he remembers a little more, He Ruge is more important in his heart. will hurt this person again.

He didn't want to hurt He Ruge.

It's not because He Ruge is someone Xi Guican likes, it's not because He Ruge's blood is delicious, and it's not because He Ruge's songs are beautiful.

Just because He Ruge is He Ruge, that's all.

When he moved his tail stroke by stroke to write the word "Miao", he saw that He Ruge's black eyes lit up little by little because of surprise, shining like stars in the sky.

"Miaomiao is so smart." He heard He Ruge praise him so tenderly and sincerely.

No one ever praised him.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have any advantages in him, and even he doesn't think he has any characteristics in him.In fact, from the very beginning, he was the existence that Xi Guican awakened in despair.

He is the product of this body due to a mutation. He is a part of the separated soul of "Xi Guican". He is a monster through and through.

In the endless darkness, he was considered by Xi Guican as a weapon to break through the light, but he came from the darkness, so how could he help Xi Guican find the light.A black hole will suck all the light, and he will destroy all the brilliance in Xi Guican's life.

The best result for Xi Guican is that he hand over memory and strength.The soul fragments that were accidentally separated stuck to the original gap and were mended, perhaps making "Xi Guican" complete.

...but he didn't want to.

He's a selfish, cold-blooded, ruthless villain who never thinks of anyone else, even if that person is himself in some sense.

So he has been hiding in a corner where Xi Guican can't help him, accumulating strength, hoping that one day he can erase Xi Guican's memory, so that he can occupy this body.

He Ruge concentrated on playing with his tail, and didn't notice the little monster's silence.The dream of playing with tails came true tonight.Happiness came one after another, which made He Ruge a little giddy. He stroked his tail along the tail and then reversed it.

It's just that He Ruge felt a little strange, at first he could hold two-thirds of the tail with one hand, and it grew bigger silently under his nose.

The tiger claws within the field of vision seemed to have grown in size as well. He Ruge slowly raised his head, and saw that the little monster in front of him was slowly growing in size like a blown ball. The monster, who didn't know when it would grow to his chest, looked at the trend and planned to rush to a higher height, and his body length was even closer to the three-meter mark.

Yes, genetic medicine can accelerate growth.

However, seeing the picture of the little monster getting bigger had a big impact on He Ruge. Because of the relationship with natural enemies, He Ruge worked hard every day to overcome the physical fear of big cats, and finally adapted to the size of the little monster. , there is not even a bit of buffer time, and it is necessary to face the bigger white tiger!

Too, too big.

He is a little weak-legged.

He Ruge unconsciously held the tiger's tail with both hands, like a patient who is afraid of heights standing on a rope bridge and holding the chain cable, his legs trembling faintly, maybe it was because singing to the experimental subjects in the Ice Project was too energy consuming, at this time the demon When Wen warned again, He Ruge didn't even have the strength to stand up.

But at this time, the little monster moved its big head closer, and its blue eyes looked at He Ruge's trembling legs strangely, "Are you tired from standing?"

His mind went blank, and He Ruge seemed to see his own bloodless face in his blue eyes, and that face gradually turned into a fish pressed on the chopping board, "Yes, a little bit."

The tiger tail, as thick as an iron whip, wrapped around He Ruge's waist. In an instant, the tiger tail burst out with amazing strength, and lifted He Ruge up as easily as if pulling a carrot. Obviously, his feet were only less than half a meter off the ground. Song's heart was so tense that it was about to explode.

When He Ruge was so flustered that his feet kicked wildly, the little monster put He Ruge on his back, "Grab my wings, don't slide off."

He Ruge sat limply on the tiger's back, his hands were so tense that he didn't know the strength at all, he just pinched the thin insect wings with two fingers.

The insect wings, which were originally as thin and fragile as a piece of paper, have become the thickness of a steel plate at some point, and maybe they can make a crisp sound when knocked.

"He Ruge," the hoarse voice of the young man was in He Ruge's ear, "Do you like the starry sky?"

Perhaps from the song "Little Star", the little monster deduced that He Ruge likes the starry sky.

In a state of high mental tension, He Ruge didn't even know what he was talking about: "It's, it's okay."

"After that, you sit on my back, and I will take you to the starry sky." The little monster said, "Will you be happy if I do this?"

He Ruge finally recovered from the dizziness. It took him three seconds to recall what the little monster said, and the state described by the little monster emerged in his mind. In an instant, He Ruge felt very cool.

Ride the biggest cat and watch the most beautiful stars.

Like every parent who hears their children say that they will be filial to themselves when they grow up, he showed a gratified smile: "Yes! Of course!"

The blue eyes that had been surging with violent flames were slightly closed, and the excited yearning in the eyes was not very skillfully covered, and the little monster said softly: "That's great."

It's nice that I can make you happy.