MTL - What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God’s Bathtub-Chapter 15 Warm incense

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What time is it? What reading? Xi Guizhen suspected that he had an auditory hallucination. The dazzling white light swallowed everything. When he blinked again, he was still familiar with the dim compartment. The only difference was the change of He Ruo Ge’s posture.

[Drip - game time back success! 】

The clothes were pulled up, revealing a slender waist, white to the skin that gave birth to the glow, and other parts of the front were covered with sturdiness. They were not willing to show a little bit of scenery, but they restrained the soft waist and implicitly exposed. A short paragraph.

The curve at the waist is too curved and too soft, and it seems extremely solemn. It seems that the moment is always tempting the seat to hold the waist.

For the first time, Xi Guiyu knew that He Rue was so thin, his skin was too white, and he was extraordinarily fragile and not porcelain. It seemed to be broken when he tried hard.

When Xiaobaihu was staring at him, he was suddenly caught in his arms and was in close contact with the skin. The thin clothes were put down and the small snow masses were tightly wrapped.

Xi Guizhen: "...?!"

One hand held the little white tiger's ass, why the song hugged the little white tiger began to move, this embrace was swaying a little bumpy, the little white tiger because of inertia, the whole face directly attached to the warm skin -

Soft, very slippery and very fragrant.

The small nose hit the waist, and the stunned and warm aroma penetrated into the tip of the nose. It was the scent of the scent from the skin. The face of the little white tiger burned red, from blush to the neck and even the back. If it's not the cover of the hair, I'm afraid it looks like a cooked shrimp.

Even the weakness of the body can be neglected at this moment. The white tiger body is rigidly attached to the skin, and the tiger's ear moves gently. At a very close distance, he can hear the sound of the beating from the chest.

boom. boom. boom.

Hey. Hey.

More rushing is his heartbeat, and his heart suddenly jumps quickly.

Xi Guizhen looked at the snow in front of her eyes. The more she saw it, the more she felt like a milky yellow bag. The skin was thin and sweet, soft and hot.

Fragrant, soft, sip... still sweet.

The tip of the tongue gently licked a smooth skin. When Xiaobaihu realized that he had done it, he was shocked that the hairs on his tail were blasted, and the claws pushed the whole body out a short distance like a spring. Fortunately, there was clothes wrapped. Lived a small white tiger, He Ruge's hand also firmly held this small group, did not let the frightened little white tiger fall.

Was it discovered?

Xi Guiyi took a breath and his heartbeat missed half a beat. He was relieved when he was nervous and found that his crimes were not pursued.

I, I just took a sigh of relief, in fact, the touch is like the claws accidentally touched, hey, the claws seem to have no wet feeling, that is, my nose accidentally caught. That's right, that's it!

The tiger shook trembled, and the little white tiger looked at the place where he had just been stunned.

The white skin is thin red.

He knows how to sing a fine skin and tender meat, but he did not think that it would be tender to this point. It seems that the milk of the milk skin is pushed with a fingertip, and the folds are made.

Perhaps the reason why his tongue is too rough, the barb on the tongue makes it easier for him to leave traces on the other side.

The face is getting hotter and hotter, the smell is getting more and more fragrant, and the little white tiger suspects that he is going to be stunned, or is fainting, and he is trying to test the reaction of He Ruge, and laboriously put his little round face. Extrusion of the neckline, the light outside is not the soft light in the clothes, and when you look out, you will be uncomfortable.

Xiaobaihu blinked his eyes and tried to put on the most pure and harmless expression and pretend to know nothing. Because he didn't sell Meng's experience, he stuck for a few seconds at this moment, his expression was still blank, and the little white tiger that was forced to face was pressed down by a hand coldly and mercilessly!

Xi Guizhen: "!!!"

Xi Guizhen still remembers how the gentleness of the song was like when he first saw it. How did his treatment plummet after a day?

The white tiger that was hit hard hit the cat cake, half of the body was attached to the soft and warm skin, and a small pink claw claw unconsciously carried out the milking action, stepping on it again.

The sound of the door closing sounds in turn.

"I am seeing a doctor."

Xi Guizhen heard the voice of He Ruge. He took a moment to reflect that he should be the patient.

... because he is not feeling well, take the risk to take him to see a doctor?

"Hey, you are the one who came with the kid who was last time. I am sick. My medical expenses are not cheap." The familiar voice sounded, and the little white tiger came out of his head and saw the medicine-seeking mouse sitting on the book page.

Mao Zhengyi.

Xi Guizhen remembered the name he was about to forget.

A drug-seeking mouse who chose to commit suicide after receiving the "Allahas Medical Award." Before the promulgation of the Allahhos Medical Prize, it was just an unknown name. The young boy was crushed under the brilliance of his peers. He entered the Federal Academy in middle age but was unwilling. He should have been living this life. It is impossible in this life. Have any connection with the Allahhos Medical Awards.

The man-made dead bird is a food and death. This kind of drug-seeking mouse can even dig up his own conscience for the so-called honor. He holds a hot heart and cuts it with a cold scalpel.

Xi Guizhen stared at the old drug-seeking mouse, and his eyes were filled with emotions of disgust and compassion.

When the drug-seeking mouse said "the secret recipe", the little pity in Xiaobaihu’s eyes quickly disappeared... Sure enough, this stinky mouse is still the best, self-knot, and donated the remains to the institute.

The little white tiger of the gas-filled puffer fish was taken away by He Ruge. The little white tiger twisted and twisted in the warmth of his heart, and his face was unhappy to see his thick hair.

- I am not bald!

--Really do not have! Look at it!

- Here, here, here are the hair!

"Be careful when you take him away, the destruction plan begins again, and the things that are not clean are everywhere..."

Destruction plan?

When I remembered that I had a head out before, I saw that He Rue’s face was not very good. The skin was white, and it was pale to the blood. Was it accidentally hit the execution of the destruction plan?

The clean-up activities of destroying experimental products, whether they are the ones that are destroyed or the ones of the performers, are the nightmare of people.

So is it scared?

Xiaobaihu blinked his eyes and was preparing to pose a healing shape. He was caught in the arms again.

It was no surprise that the banquet was returned to the second time. Wen Xiangyu was not angry at the time, and he found his favorite posture to comfortably nest.

This may be the most relaxing moment of his three years. The warmth of the whole body, the scent of hot steaming around the tip of the nose, the deep and shallow fragrance, is a reassuring atmosphere.

Because the spirit has a problem with the sea, it is always unsettled to sleep, and often do some strange dreams. Very weird dreams, he is powerful and mad in the dream, leading the Zerg to invade the federation, many people crying for mercy, innocent, not innocent, young, old, but his head in the dream is too painful, Only killing can alleviate his suffering. When no one can kill in the end, he destroys the entire Zerg and destroys himself.

His corpse has been falling to the endless abyss, and a strong sense of weightlessness has covered the whole body, and his heart is empty, as if there is always something missing.

Xi Guijun hates these dreams. If he can take home the song in the game and go to sleep together, will he have a good dream?

However, the idea of ​​turning people in the game into reality is obviously unrealistic. Because of the existence of holographic games, a small number of interstellar people fall in love with the lovers in the game, even holding weddings in the game, and live with the virtual lovers for a lifetime.

Xi Guiyi does not want lovers, he only wants "He Ru Ge", a game character that is always warm and beautiful.

Lan Lan fixedly looked at He Ruge.

- Will you be good forever?

- always pure white, not tarnished by darkness