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

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Chapter 131

📅 2021-12-26 02:04:07

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The chair is a bit tall for He Ruge. Just as he was thinking about how to climb up, a pair of powerful hands placed He Ruge under his armpits, lifting He Ruge up like a carrot.

At this moment, He Ruge thought of the pets who were caught behind the neck.

...Why do I take myself into pets so skillfully?

In the moment of suspension, He Ruge raised his thumb at a loss, and stubbornly hooked his toes to the slippers to prevent them from slipping off. He was put on the chair by the Mr. Xi with a dazed expression, and the other party carefully adjusted the distance between the chair and the dining table, and sat beside He Ruge very naturally.

When he arrived in the room, Mr. Xi did not wear a military cap. A cluster of silver curly hair fell from the man's forehead and landed on the high eyebrows. His blue eyes were staring straight at He Ruge, shining, a bit like a child asking for praise.

He Ruge didn't know how he could read the other person's eyes. He took a deep breath, thinking that he should calm down. When the poop shoveler held the cat for the first time, his unskilled posture would definitely make the cat uncomfortable. He needs to be more tolerant, to tolerate the newly appointed earthly gentleman.

After all, he is not a little cat, he is uncomfortably hugged, and he can scratch his face.

He Ruge's expression is not any strange, but he has a good impression of the other party in his heart. However, don't know why, the blue eyes of the man next to him suddenly dimmed. If this person has two cat ears, then the cat ears must be drooping.

...It's really strange, why does he always compare this Mr. Tentacle Monster to a cat?

He Ruge pursed his lips and concentrated on preparing to eat.

However, the Mr. Xi beside him did not cook anything, did not eat food, and did not hold his chopsticks. He was sitting in a tight-knit manner and staring at He Ruge, which made He Ruge very stressed and even opened his mouth a little uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath and asked politely: "Mr. Xi, won't you eat?" Can you be full just by looking at me?

The Mr. Xi just picked up the bowl and held the chopsticks, but the other party seemed to be holding the chopsticks for the first time, and he couldn't hold a piece of fish on the plate. The fish meat is relatively tender, so a fish is poked with holes everywhere.

He Ruge felt that there was a strange light in that fish's eye--

Do not stare at the faint eyes.

Sure enough, he is a stupid alien who can't even pinch chopsticks. He Ruge quietly complained about each other in his heart. But shouldn't the tentacles of the tentacles be very sensitive? For example, when doing things that cannot be described in an indescribable place, the ability and angle of control are always just right.

Just like tapping a keyboard with a tentacle, the tentacle monster can tap quickly and accurately.

While He Ruge was thinking about it, after three or four failed attempts, Mr. Xi finally succeeded in picking up a whole piece of fish. He patiently placed the fish in the spoon and used chopsticks to perform more difficult operations.

The man has a three-dimensional and handsome face and a majestic military uniform. At the moment he should be holding the gunner, he is awkwardly picking up the fishbone. This strong sense of violation made He Ruge take another look.