He Ruge accepted the good person card with a confused and flattered face. There were two options next to the black-rimmed glasses [put on glasses] and [take off glasses]. In real life, He Ruge would choose to wear glasses 100%.
However, in the face of the attitude of the little white tiger in the game, He Ruge decisively chose to take off his glasses, and then clicked [Stroking] nervously.
The attitude has changed from hostility to indifference, and the treatment should be improved.
number 20
[No. 20 flexibly avoids your hand]
The little white tiger on the screen didn't grab or bite, just raised his head and gave him a contemptuous look.
No! Have! quilt! beat!
He Ruge clicked [Conversation] again with longing.
number 20
[Number 20 is confused about your behavior]
The little white tiger sat upright in the cotton nest, staring at the person in front of him with azure blue eyes.
... It's shameful to be cute.
He Ruge pretended to push his glasses calmly, moved the mouse and clicked [Feeding], the food options were only the candies in the novice spree.
[Number of candies consumed*1]
The unhealed hand clenched into a fist, and under the vigilant gaze of the little white tiger, the palm was spread out, and there was a candy in the palm.
number 20
[No. 20 smelled the fragrance, he did nothing and looked at you coldly]
The little white tiger realized that He Ruge had no intention of attacking, so he lay on the cotton nest, his figure was like a white dough with sesame seeds, his blue eyes were not as full of savagery as before, he looked lazily at the person in front of him, but he was a little dead. The taste of fish eye.
I'm floating...
I want to steal him home.
He Ruge seriously reflected on himself, he just wanted to try again [dialogue] [stroking] [feeding] three times, but found that the ten-minute intimate interaction time had come, and he could only walk out of the cubicle regretfully.
When leaving the cubicle, He Ruge thought that the little white tiger would jump up and take the opportunity to sneak away, but the little white tiger did not do so. He lay on the cotton nest and watched He Ruge leave very calmly, without even flicking his tail.
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Xi Guican lay down in the game cabin.
There were noisy voices in his ears, a strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and the damp coldness continued. The highly realistic holographic game made Xi Guican seem to be in reality.
He opened his eyes.
I saw the Xinghai Orphanage and the busy staff.
This is a game, and Xi Guican clearly understands that everything he is going through now is a fake game.
Because... he once ruined everything here.
The skin on the back of his neck was tightly grasped, and in this 100% realistic holographic game, Xi Guican could feel the tingling pain and the feeling of being lifted up in the air. He lowered his head and looked at the little paws he was kicking in the air.
Not the sharp claws that can easily take life, but the ultra-small jiojio with tender pink flesh pads.
Xi Guican felt a great shock for a while.
The blue eyes narrowed.
Seeing the little white tiger's expression, the yellow-haired staff couldn't help laughing out loud. He lifted the little white tiger up and got closer to see the small appearance of the little white tiger.
Xi Guican was caught off guard and looked at the weasel and saw the play in the weasel's eyes.
The last person who looked at him this way had his head knocked off.
Due to the limitation of his young body, Xi Guican could only bite the other party regretfully, and the smell of blood in his mouth made him feel a little nauseated.
here we go again.
This familiar nausea.
A swirling spiritual storm appeared in the sea of spiritual consciousness, destroying his sea of consciousness little by little. Once his mood swings, his illness starts to flare up.
Another staff member grabbed the back of his neck, and Xi Guican, who was tortured by the pain and still disabled, gave the other a claw.
Because of the swirl mental emptiness, the game specially made by the Federation for his illness is this kind of broken game. When he fell ill, he was thrown into the iron compartment in a daze.
The existence that had trapped him for three months and made him so disgusted that he hated it!
This realization made Xi Guican almost angry, he wanted to rush out like a small cannonball, but he hit the iron gate with a squeak.
Xi Guican: "...!!!"
[Dip - Detecting violent fluctuations in the player's spiritual consciousness, the game will automatically cut off the spiritual link for the player's health!]
[three]
[two]
[one]
[Log out and login successfully!]
The game cabin opened automatically, revealing the man's pale face, his brows slightly frowned, his thin lips pursed tightly, and the face imprisoned in pain had a sharp and fragile beauty.
His eyes suddenly opened, and the originally weak sick beauty instantly switched to an angry general. Xi Guican's pale skin flushed with anger, and he punched the metal shell of the game cabin. With a cobweb-like cracked texture.
And Xi Guican's fist was unscathed.
He pulled out the optical brain chip on the game cabin, opened the game storage, and prepared to delete this broken game.
"Your Lover"
What a broken name!
Xi Guican dragged the game into the clean-up box, and he got even more angry! Because he found that this spicy chicken game cannot be deleted!
Xi Guican was so angry that he vomited blood.
It is true that he vomited blood. His illness should not be overjoyed. Once he has major mood swings, he will have headaches, vomiting blood... and hair loss.
Xi Guican's prototype is already a bald tiger, and the human-shaped hair is still thick, so he has not become a prototype for a long time.
He wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand expressionlessly, picked up the light brain and contacted the attending physician. As soon as the number was pressed, the other party picked it up immediately, and a slightly fat middle-aged man appeared in the void. This is the Federation. The doctor sent to treat Xi Guican, Mao Zixie.
Mao Zixie's gaze fell on the unwiped blood stains on Xi Guican's mouth, and his whole body trembled with fright, and gray mouse ears popped out of his hair. The prototype of Mao Zixie is a drug-seeking rat. His medical skills are superb, but his disadvantage is that he is too timid, especially in the face of Xi Guican, who kills insects like numbness in Star Wars, he can't restrain himself.
Why is this ancestor sick again? It seems that he is still angry, my mother, I should not hit the muzzle of the gun.
"Xi, Major General Xi, are you okay?"
Xi Guican pointed to the game icon on his brain and said coldly, "Why can't I delete the game you gave me?"
Mao Zixie didn't even bother to wipe off his cold sweat, he shivered: "This, this game is not given to you, Major General Xi, look, the "Game Therapy" next to "Your Exclusive Lover", this is the only one It's a game we sent you to cooperate with therapy."
The scene was very embarrassing.
Mao Zixie smiled and said: "Major Xi, you usually play these love games. Actually, playing this kind of game is quite good, it will help ease your mood."
The sharp-edged eyes slashed towards Mao Zixie, scaring Mao Zixie to the point where his tail popped out. When the screen was pitch black and Xi Guican ended the call, Mao Zixie collapsed on the chair as if he was exhausted. A little squirrel, gasping for breath.
On the other side of the brain, Xi Guican stared at the game icon of "Your Exclusive Lover" scrutinizingly. Mao Zixie thought he downloaded the game, but Xi Guican never played games.
So... Where did this game come from? Why is there Xinghai Orphanage in the game? Who is the force behind this game? What do they want to do
Xi Guican silently found the new game cabin and entered the game again.
He hates the unknown because it brings back some really bad memories. He wants to look at this game, how much information he has collected in the past, and what does he want to do
The dim iron cubicle appeared again in front of him. Xi Guican calmed down a lot this time. He lay down in the somewhat old cotton nest and looked down at his dirty claws.
Not washed.
Not even interested in licking paws.
This is a broken game.
There was a milky fragrance in the air, Xi Guican sniffed, and the hunger in the holographic game was 100% restored. This milky fragrance was very tempting to Xi Guican now.
But he was already so hungry, but he felt nauseated.
As long as he thinks that they are people from Xinghai Orphanage, even if they are fake game characters, he feels disgusted.
The lid was lifted, and a beam of light shone into the darkness from the round hole, and the richer and more intense milky fragrance permeated, while Xi Guican remained motionless, her blue eyes indifferent.
His lack of movement made the staff member confused, and the other party squatted down and put his face close to the round hole to observe the situation.
Isn't this a rush to slap in the face
Xi Guican generously satisfied the other party, and after giving this fool a paw, he was actually ready to go hungry.
In this ghost place, it was common to be hungry.
However, to Xi Guican's surprise, the baby bottle was actually stuffed into the compartment.
Maybe it was because he just grabbed the other party, Xi Guican's nausea was relieved a lot, he subconsciously licked his tongue, thinking about what trick the staff member was playing.
Could it be to give him a drink and then quickly pull it away? This mentally retarded behavior fits the style of those people.
The little white tiger walked to the bottle, opened his mouth fiercely, and then bit the pacifier!
If he really wants to take it away, he will use his milk to see if he can take two more puffs at the last minute!
With this thought in mind, Xi Guican was drinking milk and fighting a war, and her whole body entered a tenth-level alert state, even her ears stood up. As a result, after drinking the milk, that person didn't make any small moves.
This is really - very wasteful!
Xi Guican groaned angrily, greeted the idiot outside the door, and then returned to the cotton nest angrily, trying to calm down.
Because when he gets angry, it is he who suffers the most.
These people are not worth his anger.
"20th, how are you?"
The sudden conversation made Xi Guican so shocked that he forgot to be angry. He suspected that he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help shaking his ears. He knew that he was now in the "Ice Project", and these staff would avoid verbal communication with them. ,physical contact.
Sure enough, it's a game, not serious at all.
The Frost Plan he experienced before, spent three months in a closed compartment full of crying, and he never communicated with anyone from start to finish.
"Can I talk to you?"
No, go away, I have nothing to say to you.
The people outside the door didn't get a response, and they seemed to have left. Xi Guican suddenly felt that the world was much cleaner, even though the clucking noises in the room had not disappeared.
"Click."
The sudden light blinded Xi Guican's eyes for a moment, and the next moment, the iron door was quickly closed, and the uninvited guest swaggered in front of Xi Guican and stretched out salty pig trotters to him.
Xi Guican: "…"
Very good, you managed to provoke my wrath!
The little white tiger exploded again like a small cannonball battle, and wildly used cat and cat fists. In the chaos, he accidentally knocked off a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
When Xi Guican raised his paw again to beat someone, he saw the face that was not covered by foreign objects.
The brain went blank for a moment.
Xi Guican was at a loss for words, and could not use any words to describe the face he saw. In addition to being beautiful, the words "stunned as a heaven and man" popped up in his mind.
The sharp claws that emerged hesitated for a while, then silently retracted.
The hand stretched out again, Xi Guican originally wanted to hit someone, but looking at that face, he felt a little uneasy, so he endured the humiliation and avoided the hand. Xi Guican didn't feel that she was a face control, but the face of the person in front of her was beyond the scope of normal good-looking.
"Hello, number 20, my name is He Ruge, I want to talk to you, can I?"
Xi Guican: "…"
Do you think you can do whatever you want when you look good? I'll really hit you if you talk nonsense.
The man didn't get a response, and he didn't get angry. He seemed to take something out of his pocket, clenched his fist and put it in front of Xi Guican's eyes, spreading his palm to reveal the candy in his palm.
Xi Guican: "…"
The author has something to say: Xi Guican's portrait is posted on the author Jun's Weibo, and the little angel who is interested can go and see~
Author Jun's Weibo: Sweet Painting Boat
small theater:
He Ruge: [stroking] [dialogue] [feeding]
Xi Guican: This little idiot looks strangely good-looking