He Ruge's whole body was tense because of the severe pain that seemed to be torn in his palm. He abruptly suppressed the painful cries in his throat and gritted his teeth to support him with a pale face.
The little monster, this little broken child, really bites mercilessly.
He Ruge suspects that the flesh on his hands will be bitten off. For a writer like him, hands are as important as brains. Fortunately, this is just a game, even if the pain is 100% restored, it will not cause harm to his real body.
He Ruge didn't dare to look at the wound, so she opened her face, and her eyes fell on a void. The wound on his hand made him so painful that he almost lost his manners, and not crying out in front of children was his last stubbornness.
At the same time, He Ruge was also thinking about a problem. He just got bitten on his hand and the pain was unbearable, so what about the little monster? What about the other subjects in the orphanage? How much pain did these pups suffer
They were so painful, the pain was endless, and when the pain finally disappeared, it was death.
What are these kids doing wrong
Gurgling blood flowed from the corner of the little monster's mouth. The little monster stared at He Ruge's profile with red eyes, and when his violent and mad eyes slammed into those slightly closed black eyes, he calmed down strangely.
"If you really like someone, you can't bear to make him feel uncomfortable." The tone was so gentle.
The air was filled with the sweet smell of blood, the pervasive fragrance, the sweet and sinister aroma, the delicious blood wet his fur, and flowed into the throat dried by anger, smoothing the constricted esophagus.
"You have to understand one thing."
Those blood are like bright red fruits rooted in the evil soil, with thin skin and thick flesh, abundant juice, bright color and attractive smell.
"I am willing to be hurt by you, not because I am weak."
A steady stream of blood poured into the mouth, warm, and the whole body warmed up because of this. The place where the heat first became hot was in the chest. A barren soul wilderness.
"It's because I like you."
It was originally a barren wasteland of souls, but it got a nectar, and the unnamed seeds fell on the sinful soil to take root and sprout, blooming unknown red flowers all over the mountains and plains.
What is like
The red slowly dissipated, and the eyes that turned into blue again showed a layer of confusion. The little monster slowly let go, because of the pain caused by the genetic medicine, it was a little difficult for him to just open his mouth.
His gaze fell on the other's bone-seeing wound. This is the wound from his bite. The little monster is very good-looking until he knows that this person's hand is not injured.
The youth's face and lips were bloodless, no longer as rosy and full as before.
He did something bad again.
... Xi Guican likes this person, so he can't hurt him.
The little monster explained this to himself, explaining his unusual behavior of letting go. It was obvious that he was still holding on to the determination to be with the other party. At this time, the flames that perished together were all extinguished, and the negative things in his heart were burned to ashes.
I don't bite him because Xi Guican likes him.
The little monster always felt that this explanation was wrong, but he didn't understand what was wrong. The little monster sat blankly on the quilt, and the pain and confusion that were so huge that it would drown him came together. He carefully curled himself into a ball, closed his eyes and said to the man, "You go."
I don't want to bite you anymore.
Because I bite you now, the place on the left chest will be very uncomfortable.
This should be Xi Guican's mood. When Xi Guican ripped off his insect wings, his discomfort was also transmitted to Xi Guican.
He Ruge took a light breath, he only glanced at the wound, and quickly looked away. He Ruge was not annoyed when he heard the little monster seeing off the guest. In fact, the little monster would let go after biting for a while, which was beyond He Ruge's expectations.
He also thought that a conscienceless little boy like the little monster would never give up until he bit his flesh. If the little monster did that, would he still like the little monster
He Ruge does not know.
In fact, most of what he likes about the little monster now is his love for the little white tiger. He Ruge felt guilty when he personally sent Little White Tiger into the brainwashing room. Perhaps because of these feelings, he was extra tolerant of little monsters.
Considering that the little monster hates the smell of spray, He Ruge didn't use the medical spray right away. When he was about to leave, He Ruge inquired about the status of the little monster.
number 20
[Love]: The little monster likes you very much, although he doesn't know it, his favorability is 80
The favorability is so much. It is simply a good feeling bite and send it.
He Ruge's mood is a little complicated. He closed the door slowly, squatted at the door and sprayed his wound to stop the bleeding. The medical spray given by the drug-seeking rat is very useful. Although it cannot heal the wound immediately, it has a strong pain-relieving effect. He Ruge spent a little love to buy medical bandages for himself in the love mall.
He had never used a medical bandage, which was ugly and bloated.
He Ruge put the remaining bandages back in the backpack. The form of backpack in the holographic game is very special. As long as he thinks of the word "backpack" in his mind, the storage grid in the backpack will appear in front of him.
After putting the bandage into the backpack, He Ruge found that the fruit candy that he had specially bought for the little monster had not been used.
So he pushed the door open again and placed a candy beside the little monster.
"Strawberry flavored, I don't know if you like it or not."
He Ruge went offline after delivering the candy, so he didn't know that the little monster put the fruit candy in his mouth, smashed it a few times, and tasted the first fruit candy in his life unskilledly.
Tears poured out of my eyes for no apparent reason.
Not because of pain, not because of sadness. The little monster lay on the soft quilt, its body was stretched by a pair of invisible hands, the bones made a sour sound, and the pain engulfed the whole body, whether it was flesh or bone, liver or brain, there was no pain. .
Tears wet the bedding, and the little monster said to Xi Guican, who was asleep, with sugar in his mouth: "I..."
"really… "
"It's disgusting."
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The hand doesn't hurt at all after going offline. He Ruge looked at his intact right hand and breathed a lingering sigh of relief.
He typed the manuscript of more than 500 words with his healthy hands, turned off the computer and went to bed.
Getting up the next morning, He Ruge logged into the game and harvested a bigger... white tiger.
The little monster stood up, its head reached He Ruge's waist and abdomen, and its body length from head to tail was more than two meters. The narrow black stripes on its snow-white fur rose and fell with the muscles as it walked.
The tiger's body is thick and perfect, the worm wings on its shoulders have sharp edges, the sharp tiger claws and saw teeth are like murder weapons, and the cold blue eyes are full of the cruelty of predators.
The sense of deterrence became heavier, and He Ruge finally managed to overcome his instinctive fear of the little monster, but at this moment his legs began to soften again.
If he had another conflict with the little monster now, he would be hanged and beaten.
The little monster shouldn't hold revenge, right
He Ruge's hand holding the nutrient solution trembled slightly. He cowardly placed the nutrient solution one meter away from the little monster, and he didn't even dare to breathe too hard.
The little monster didn't make a sound. After realizing He Ruge's nervousness, he took a step back and stood at the corner of the wall, with his head down, the child who did something wrong did not say a word. For such a big man, his every move has the breath of a child.
Oh my god, the little monster actually thinks he's doing something wrong!
He Ruge was even more shocked than being bitten by the little monster. He thought that educating the little monster was a protracted battle, and it would take countless time and energy to break the little monster right.
I didn't expect it to be effective from the start.
The little monster, who does not distinguish between good and evil, feels that he has done something wrong. This is the biggest progress. He must take this opportunity to lecture the little monster and strike while the iron is hot to achieve the greatest effect.
He Ruge pressed against the wall, holding on to his majestic aura, so as not to let his weak legs show the stuffing, he cleared his throat and said, "You... Are you in pain now?"
The sermons circled in the mouth, but the words of concern came out. It must be painful to grow so big all of a sudden.
The little monster stared at his claws silently, as if to see the flowers out of his claws.
"Don't worry about today's injection, as long as you behave well, I can relieve your pain." He Ruge had no choice but to talk to himself, "You have become so big now, your body has grown up, and your mind has to mature. Get up. You can no longer treat yourself as a child, you have to learn to be a little adult."
"You have to learn to control your emotions in the future, you know? If you are unhappy or angry in the future, we will use language to communicate. The so-called gentleman speaks and does not do anything..."
He Ruge got stuck for a moment and refused to the bloody mouth of the little monster.
"It's not a gentleman to bite someone. You are so old now. If you bite me like you did when you were a child, you will never see me again."
The little monster remained silent, not even raising its head.
"Our mature adults don't hold grudges. You will be obedient in the future, and I still like you very much." He Ruge couldn't go on, the pressure of the little monster lowered the air pressure in the whole room, and he ended dryly After this period of preaching that was not harsh at all, he leaned against the wall and prepared to leave the room.
When He Ruge was about to step out of the door, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him: "You..."
"Does your hand still hurt?"
This is the voice of a teenager in the voice-changing period, and it is far less beautiful than the voice of a little milk when he was young. But He Ruge felt that this was the most beautiful voice in the world, and the concern in his voice made the corners of his lips rise involuntarily.
This is the joy of having a young child in my family.
He Ruge turned to look at the unnatural little monster and said, "It hurts."
The little monster's blue eyes were a little helpless.
"My hand hurts so much, and I came over to give you nutrient solution. You are not allowed to bite me in the future, or I will never give you nutrient solution again, you know?"
The little monster nodded slowly, and he saw that the smile on the corner of the man's mouth became bigger, as if he left the room happily.
He left again.
The little monster picked up the nutrient solution on the ground. When he remembered the man's smile, the nutrient solution in his mouth became a little sweeter.
This guy is so pretty when he smiles.
He seemed to understand a little bit why Xi Guican liked this person so much.
His chest was sore and stuffy, and the moment he saw the bandage, this emotion began to spread. This should also be Xi Guican's mood. When Xi Guican woke up, he would definitely fight with him.
Because he bit the man.
It also bleeds.
Thinking of this, Xi Guican felt uncomfortable.