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

He Ruge felt as if his hand was being torn apart, and his entire body tensed up. He forcefully suppressed the painful cry in his throat, and gritted his teeth with a pale face.

The little monster, this little kid, was really biting mercilessly.

He Ruge suspected that the flesh on his hand was about to be bitten off. For a writer like him, his hand was as important as his brain. Fortunately, this was only a game. Even if the pain was 100% restored, it wouldn’t harm his body in real life.

He Ruge didn’t dare to look at the wound, so he turned his face away and looked at a spot in the air. The wound on his hand was so painful that he almost lost his dignity. Not crying out in pain in front of the little kid was his last bit of stubbornness.

At the same time, He Ruge was also thinking about a problem. He was already in unbearable pain from just being bitten on his hand. What about the little monster? What about the other test subjects in the orphanage? How much pain did the little ones suffer?

They were in so much pain, endless pain, and when the pain finally disappeared, it was time for them to die.

What did the little ones do wrong?

Fresh blood flowed from the corner of the little monster’s mouth. The little monster’s red eyes stared at He Ruge’s side profile. When its violent and demonic gaze collided with the pair of black eyes, it strangely calmed down.

“When you truly love someone, you can’t bear to let them suffer,” he said in a gentle tone.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of blood. It permeated every nook and cranny, and it was so sweet that it was sinister. The delicious blood soaked his fur, flowed into his throat that had been dried up by anger, and smoothed out his constricted esophagus.

“You need to understand one thing.”

The blood was like a bright red fruit that had taken root in the soil of evil. It had a thin skin and thick flesh, plenty of juice, a bright color, and a tempting smell.

“I’m willing to be hurt by you, not because I’m weak.”

A steady stream of blood flowed into his mouth. It was warm, and his entire body started to warm up. The first place to warm up was his chest. The warmth spread out, and it slowly seeped into his sea of souls, surging through the barren Wilderness of Souls.

“It’s because I like you.”

It was originally a barren Wilderness of Souls, but it received a sweet dew. An unknown seed fell on the soil of evil and sprouted, blooming with unknown red flowers.

What is like?

The red color slowly dissipated, and his eyes, which had once again turned blue, were filled with confusion. The little monster slowly opened his mouth. Because of the pain brought by the gene potion, it was difficult for him to even open his mouth.

His gaze fell on the other party’s bone-deep wound. This was the wound that he had bitten out. The little monster knew that this person’s hand was very beautiful before it was injured.

The young man’s face and lips were bloodless, and they were no longer as red and full as before.

He had done something bad again.

… Xi Guichan liked this person, so he couldn’t hurt him.

The little monster explained to himself this way, explaining his abnormal action of letting go of his mouth. He was clearly determined to fight the other party to the death just now, but now, the flames of mutual destruction had been extinguished, and the negative emotions in his heart had been burned to ashes.

I didn’t bite him because Xi Guichan liked him.

The little monster felt that this explanation was wrong, but he didn’t understand what was wrong. The little monster sat on the bedding in a daze. The pain and confusion that was so great that it was about to drown him came together. He carefully curled up into a ball, closed his eyes, and said to the person, “You can go.”

I don’t want to bite you anymore.

Because if I bite you now, the left side of your chest will feel terrible.

This should be Xi Guichan’s emotion. When Xi Guichan peeled off his wings, his discomfort was also transmitted to Xi Guichan.

He Ruge took a light breath. He only took a glance at the wound, and then quickly moved his gaze away. He Ruge didn’t get angry when he heard the little monster send him off. In fact, the little monster was willing to let go of his mouth after biting for a while. This behavior was already beyond He Ruge’s expectations.

He had thought that the little monster was a heartless little child, and would not rest until he had bitten off his flesh. If the little monster really did that, would he still like the little monster?

He Ruge didn’t know.

In fact, most of what he liked about the little monster now was his love for the little white tiger. He Ruge felt guilty when he personally sent the little white tiger to the brainwashing room. Perhaps because of these feelings, he was more tolerant of the little monster.

Because the little monster hated the smell of spray, He Ruge didn’t use the medical spray immediately. When he was about to leave, He Ruge checked the little monster’s status.

Number 20

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