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

The two new rare props made He Ruge vaguely smell the breath of overthrowing the big boss. He put away "Who is the murderer" and used the "Archiver Upgrade Assistant" to upgrade his last save point.

He still has the last chance to archive, and he can archive anytime and anywhere. The only shortcoming is that the loading time is relatively long.

He Ruge thought for a while, he wants to learn [-] nursery rhymes today, and find a chance to sing them to the cubs of the Hanbing Project. According to Ruan Ruan, after he gently hummed a few words, it actually had an effect up.If he sang it three times for each test subject, it should be able to increase the survival rate of the test subjects.

After thinking about what he should do to participate in the Ice Project three times, He Ruge bought a fruit candy and planned to feed the little monster.

You can't stop poaching tigers just because of physical fear.

Although the little monster grows so big, it can already be called a "big monster", but his temperament is still like a child, He Ruge simply calls him a little monster all the time, no matter how big the little monster grows, in He Ruge's heart, he is a bear To the fresh and refined little broken child.

He pushed open the door of Room 104 and saw the little monster lying on the quilt. The new quilt just delivered yesterday almost couldn't hold the little monster.The whip-like tiger tail must stick to the buttocks so as not to exceed the range of the quilt.

The silver-white insect wings were hanging down on the ground. When the little monster saw He Ruge, the insect wings trembled slightly unconsciously, and the amplitude of the vibration of the wing tips was like the joy in the tip of the heart.

He Ruge supported the wall and walked a few steps. Under the gaze of the bell-like tiger eyes, he tried his best to maintain his superficial composure, and sat down half a meter away from the little monster.He Ruge has never felt that his sitting posture is so correct, his back is straight, his shoulders are exerting all his strength, and his collarbone is almost stretched out.

"It seems that we haven't introduced each other yet. My name is He Ruge. What's your name?" He Ruge asked. Since the little white tiger's name is Xi Guican, the little monster must have a name.

It doesn't matter if he calls the little monster a "little monster" in his heart, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he blurted out "little monster" during a chat.After all, "little monster" is not such a nice name as "cute", it always feels a little demeaning and disrespectful.

No one wants to be called a "monster" by others.

The big head of the little monster was pressed against the two sharp claws, and the blue eyes were lifted up to look at He Ruge. From this angle, there was a hint of innocence in the fierceness of the eyes.He was silent for a while, and said uncertainly: "I don't seem to have a name."

no name?

How come there is no name?Did you forget your name?But the little monster hasn't been brainwashed, so he shouldn't forget his name.

"Is something like a name important?" The voice of the boy in the voice-changing period was deep and hoarse.

"Of course it's very important. Let's put it this way, if you don't know my name, how can you let me turn around and find you in the crowd?" He Ruge didn't explain the deeper meaning, he just cited the name as the last Simple usage: "If you can't find me, just call my name, if I hear it, I will definitely respond to you. Do you say names are important?"

The little monster hummed thoughtfully, "Then you can get me one."

"what?"

Under He Ruge's astonished gaze, the little monster said seriously: "Since the name is very important, then come and get me one."

"I don't have this right. Names are very important. I'm not your parents, nor your teacher. How can I name you?"

The little monster replied: "But I have no parents, let alone a teacher."

"Then choose it yourself. I chose my name myself." He Ruge didn't want to name the little monster. He always thought that naming a name was a matter of great significance. Shirk responsibility.

The little monster shook his head, and said softly: "But I will mess up all important things. I'm stupid, and the name I came up with must be bad."

Such a big white tiger looks like a cub when it bows its head in the corner.

"Everyone makes mistakes. No one is born capable of everything. It doesn't matter if you make mistakes, as long as you know your mistakes and you can correct them. It doesn't matter if you get a bad name, we can change it to a new name." He Ruge said in a soft voice, persuasively .

However, the little monster is a model who can't listen at all and insists on going his own way and pretending to be deaf and dumb.A bad character cannot be corrected overnight. After hearing He Ruge's long speech, the little monster stubbornly said: "You get it for me."

He Ruge: "..."

I really want to scold the little kid by his ears.

He Ruge had no choice but to take a step back, "How about this, I'll give you a nickname."

The little monster tilted his head in confusion, "What is a nickname?"

"It's an informal name for children. People who are close to each other can call each other by nicknames. When you grow up, you can choose a big name for yourself, okay?"

The little monster frowned and retorted: "But I'm not a child."

He Ruge: "..."

Baby do you think you're mature now?

The little monster stared at his big claws and fell into thought. After a long while, he compromised and said, "Okay, what's my nickname?"

noob?Understand?Doggy?Fat tiger?

No, these seem to be too careless.In fact, He Ruge thinks that "little bad", "fierce", and "biting" are all suitable for little monsters, but it's better to use a nickname with a meaning, so it's better to call it "Miaomiao".

It sounds like Meow Meow, and this nickname has a lot of water, which can calm down the little monster's violent temper.

"How is Miaomiao?"

The little monster meowed and asked what it meant in a daze.

"Three water characters form a Miao, you stretch out your paw, and I'll write it on your palm, okay?" He Ruge, who wanted to explain the meaning, saw the big fluffy paw, and instantly saw the meaning of "claw" , Get yourself a wave of tiger benefits.

With its sharp claws retracted, the little monster hesitantly handed its big claws to He Ruge. The powerful and thick front paws were bigger than He Ruge's two hands combined.

Seen from this angle, the claws are like snow-capped mountains, and the line from the front to the arms is like the continuous ups and downs of mountains.The snow-white thick fur is smooth and smooth, and it looks like the thick hair of a fat and strong bald tiger.

It must feel nice and slippery...

He Ruge turned the little monster's paws with both hands, so that the pink flesh pads were facing up, exposing the pink flesh pads bigger than his palm, He Ruge's hands touching the claws trembled slightly, and he poked tremblingly. Poking the thick flesh pad of the little monster's Q bullet, he raised his head to observe the little monster's reaction with a rather psychological shadow.

The little monster stared at He Ruge blankly, "Write it, I don't itch."

When the fingertips landed on the pad and wrote the first gesture, the little monster suddenly let out a breath, and its long tiger whiskers trembled. The sudden movement made He Ruge withdraw his hand reflexively, and looked at the little monster with trepidation , for fear that the little monster would bite him.

After seeing He Ruge's terrified reaction, the little monster closed his mouth sullenly, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "I don't itch, and I...wouldn't bite you either."

He Ruge, who got the little monster's promise, breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was a little embarrassing. In fact, he also felt that his reaction just now was cowardly and hurtful. The little monster was willing to give him his meat pad, which was equivalent to a hedgehog giving away his thorns all over his body. Hide it and leave the remaining softness to the person in front of you.

He would surely break the little monster's heart by doing so.

When He Ruge thought of this possibility, he felt very sorry. He quietly glanced at the low-pressure little monster, and decided to quickly make up for his mistake.

"Miaomiao." He Ruge softly called out the little monster's nickname, and under the little monster's ignorant gaze, gave a "hand kiss" to the pink meat pad.

The thumb is on the pad, and the pale pink lips are kissing the fingers, but from the perspective of the little monster, it seems that He Ruge is kissing his palm gently.

Maybe this kiss was too soft, lighter than a feather, softer than a gust of wind, and his flesh pads were too rough to feel this tenderness, before the little monster had time to feel it , the person in front of him raised his head and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Miaomiao~" He called with a smile.

The little monster stared blankly at He Ruge, its tiger ears trembled twice as if it was ticklish.

He seems to...understand the meaning of the name.It is indeed a very, very good thing to have a name that belongs to oneself, a name that can be called so tenderly by the person in front of you.

If time can be fixed at this moment, then there will be no monsters in the world, only Miaomiao.

After He Ruge saw that the little monster was happy again, he felt relieved and wrote the word "Miao" stroke by stroke on the pad.

"Miaomiao, I hope you will be as gentle as water." He Ruge explained.

The little monster stared at the palm, which still seemed to be numb and itchy. He shook his ears and said to He Ruge, "Then I will only be gentle with you, okay?"

Gentle big cat?

He Ruge laughed and said: "Okay."

He seems to have found a little bit of fun in raising little monsters. Vicious and violent little monsters, who are used to tearing the body of their prey with sharp claws, will only bow their heads to him, only touch their paws and belly, and only give him exclusive pampering. The summary is just one word -

Cool.

Although now he can only touch his claws, not even his head, but He Ruge still feels very happy.He restrained himself from touching his paw, and said to the little monster, "Let me sing a song for Miaomiao."

The little monster raised its ears in anticipation.

You can try the golden finger on the little monster, and He Ruge really wants to sing to the obedient little monster.

So what song should I sing?

Looking at the blue eyes of the little monster, He Ruge suddenly remembered the night when he took the little white tiger and the little rabbit to see the starry sky. The starry sky that evening was like a jewel box knocked over on the black velvet. The stars were shining and beautiful.

"Twinkling and twinkling, the sky is full of little stars, hanging in the sky to shine brightly, like thousands of little eyes."

The little monster quietly lay on the mattress and listened to the singing of the person in front of him. He stared intently at He Ruge's eyes that seemed to be shining, as if a bright starry sky really appeared in his mind.

"The sun is slowly sinking to the west, and the crows are coming home in flocks, and the stars are blinking and twinkling until dawn."

Everyone has become a star, whether it is the golden python, the little rabbit, the crow, or the experimental subjects who followed the crow, they flew to the starry sky and no longer have to endure the troubles of the world.

"Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are……"

All the pain fell into a deep sleep, this is the peace and comfort that the little monster has never felt, the blue eyes slowly closed, and he fell asleep quietly.