The big butt couldn't be held with both hands at all, and the ten fingers were stuck in the soft and dense fur, like kneading dough, but He Ruge hadn't pinched his feet and hands a few times. like two big rocks.
The muscles of the big white tiger's buttocks tightened, and the hand feeling dropped several grades in an instant. Even a thick layer of tiger skin cannot hide its rock-solid presence.
He Ruge raised his head resentfully and looked at the aggrieved white tiger.
"You rubbed eight times, and I rubbed you four times just now." The big white tiger said in a calculated way.
Knead your butt a few more times and you won't lose a piece of meat. He Ruge, who was not rubbing his butt, retracted his hand unwillingly.
Although he can't rub his ass, he can rub his back! He Ruge rekindled his enthusiasm. He pinched his shoulders and beat the back of the big white tiger with great interest. His attentive attitude and thoughtful service were enough to make up for the lack of strength.
However, Xi Guican felt a little distressed about He Ruge's hand. He was afraid that He Ruge would be too tired, so he only let He Ruge squeeze for a while, and then persuaded the other party to let go.
He Ruge firmly rejected Xi Guican, sitting on Xi Guican's back and pinching his shoulders happily. Xi Guican's back is a piece of plush, the only part without hair is the transplanted insect wings.
Compared with the wings, the silver-white insect wings are more crystal clear and more like works of art. He Ruge's fingertips lightly trace the dark golden lines on the wings. I always feel that the texture on the worm's wings...
Also like a ghost pattern.
The outline of the wing surface is as sharp as a blade, and when the fingertips rub it past, it is accidentally cut by the wing. A drop of blood flowed out of the wound. When the faint smell of blood permeated the air, Xi Guican's pupils shrank slightly.
He Ruge didn't notice his gaze, frowned slightly, and his black eyes looked at the small hole on his finger for a while. This was just a small injury to He Ruge, and he didn't even feel much pain. He opened his mouth and put his bleeding fingers in his mouth.
Everything seems to be playing in slow motion, and the small opening on the finger pad looks like a small cherry mouth, exuding a fragrant breath, making people want to ask for more.
Xi Guican had tasted the taste of He Ruge's blood, and it was so sweet that he couldn't stop, but he just tasted the essence and knew the taste, which brought the thrill of death to the soul. A cell is just around the corner.
Want to try another...
No, He Ruge will be hurt!
The gloomy emotions in the blue eyes appeared repeatedly, and the two thoughts pulled up a war of separatism in the heart.
The eyes of the person in front of him drooped slightly, he held his fingers, and pressed his tongue against the wound. Xi Guican's attention shifted from the pulp of his fingers to the looming tongue.
He wanted to... Taste what his tongue tastes like, if he just gently sucked He Ruge's tongue, it wouldn't hurt He Ruge.
He Ruge went to the love mall to buy a Band-Aid and put it on the injured position. When he was about to regroup and continue his massage career, he looked up and saw the eager gaze in the huge tiger's eyes.
The eyes that were too hot seemed to lick He Ruge out of thin air.
"What's wrong?" If it wasn't for sure that the big white tiger wouldn't bite him, He Ruge would have suspected that he was being treated as a meal on a plate, and would be buried in the tiger's belly the next second.
"...It's nothing, since your hand is hurt, don't massage anymore."
To not allow He Ruge to massage is to deprive He Ruge of the source of happiness. He Ruge hurriedly hugged the tiger's back and said plausibly, "It was just scratched, nothing happened, and it didn't affect my massage at all."
"No." The big white tiger was unmoved.
"It's really fine. This incision is thinner than a hair, and the blood flowing out is smaller than a grain of rice. The pain of being bitten by a mosquito is stronger than this." He Ruge grabbed the tiger's ear and blew a breath at the tiger's ear. , When the big white tiger trembled all over and looked over in puzzlement, He Ruge said, "I'm blowing the wind to your ears and making your wrong thoughts correct."
Xi Guican looked at He Ruge who was pulling on him, and knew that he was making a big fuss now. He had seen multiple injuries in Star Wars, and he himself had suffered fatal injuries. At that time, he saw the bloody Wounds, eyelids will not move too much.
But at this moment, even if He Ruge had a small hole in his finger, his heart seemed to have been cut by a knife.
Someone who doesn't care breaks a hand, and someone who doesn't care breaks a finger.
"Then you can step on my back with your feet." Xi Guican suggested, "There is no difference between massaging with your feet and with your hands."
The back of the big white tiger is like a huge cat blanket, thick and soft, but he is no longer a child, such a big man, what does it look like to step on the cat blanket with bare feet
When He Ruge was engaged in a battle between heaven and man, the big white tiger in front of him paralyzed himself into a cat cake, turned his big head lazily, and let out a low roar like a yawn, and his blue eyes narrowed slightly. bring it on."
He Ruge: "… "
Who can hold this.
He Ruge quickly took off his shoes, worried that wearing socks would make him unable to stand on the back of the tiger.
Xi Guican was lying on the ground, and the soles of his feet like jade appeared in his field of vision. He Ruge was so beautiful, every part of his body seemed to have been carefully sculpted by God, full of softness and delicacy that Xi Guican had never touched before. , which is a fragile beauty that needs to be cared for.
The toes are as cute as Xi Guican imagined, and the edges of the soles of the feet are smudged with beautiful pink. Xi Guican, who had a feast for the eyes, was satisfied, and was impressed by his own wit who made this suggestion.
He Ruge wanted to lift his feet up, but hesitantly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Xi Guican was puzzled by He Ruge's dawdling.
"I'm afraid of stepping on you." He Ruge expressed his inner worries, and heard Xi Guican sneer softly, "You are so serious, it doesn't matter if you jump on me."
He Ruge, who was stimulated by the agitation method, immediately stepped on the tiger's back and stomped on the tiger's buttocks. The soles of his feet stamped a footprint on the thick fur of the tiger's buttocks, just like covering a big white tiger. a chapter.
Xi Guican, whose butt was caught off guard and was touched, was a little stunned. He turned his head and looked at He Ruge, who raised his trousers and stepped on his back. .
His heart also seemed to be covered with footprints, and there were traces of this person everywhere.
He Ruge looked very happy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared. The blue eyes became extremely soft, but the smile on Xi Guican's face gradually stiffened after seeing the other party sneaking to step on his ass again.
He Ruge was always stepping on his left ass, and the left ass was a little uncomfortable. When He Ruge once again stretched out his tentative foot to the left half of his butt, the big white tiger lying on the ground suddenly stood up.
The sudden rise made He Ruge lose his footing and almost fell off the tiger's back. It was the strong and powerful tiger's tail that entangled him. He Ruge hugged the tiger's tail in shock, facing the big white tiger who stood up without making a sound. : "Why did you stand up?"
The small eyes of the big white tiger who succeeded in mischief were like Miaomiao, but this expression was fleeting, and he said solemnly and maturely: "Because I want to take you to fly, hold tight."
He Ruge, who hadn't reacted yet, put his arms around his neck blankly, when he heard the sound of the worm's wings unfolding. One meter high.
This height would not frighten He Ruge, he even released the legs that clamped the tiger's body, and the soles of his feet swayed slightly in the air.
Xi Guican saw the restless feet, he laughed silently, and reminded He Ruge again: "Hold me tight."
Although He Ruge felt that he would not fall, he was embarrassed to ignore the big white tiger's kind reminder, so He Ruge gave him a perfunctory hug.
His arms were slack around his thick neck, and his chin rested on the tiger's head.
The big white tiger made a 180-degree turn in the air!
He Ruge was caught off guard by the sudden feeling of dangling. He hugged the big white tiger like an octopus, so nervous that his heart was pounding: "You, why are you suddenly... ah!"
It was another 180-degree roll in the air. After the tiger tail fixed He Ruge, Xi Guican rolled in the limited space like a dazzle—swinging—spinning—flying against the ground, walls and ceiling.
Turning He Ruge in a daze, his hands were as hard as a neck strangling weapon, and after the big white tiger finally landed safely, He Ruge asked in a gossamer tone, "It's too exciting, don't do this next time."
Xi Guican also whispered to He Ruge: "Touching my butt is too exciting, don't touch my butt next time."
He Ruge: "… "
Is this revenge? Is it? It must be.
He Ruge, who was led around for a while, was completely honest. He decided not to touch the tiger's butt for now, and he could touch it later when Xi Guican forgot about it.
However, Xi Guican's behavior with his aerial acrobatics was still too naive, this must be a bad idea from a bad little monster.
Putting his fingers against the pink nose, He Ruge broke his nose into a pig's nose, and said in a pious tone: "Miaomiao retreats, I need a more mature Gui Can."
After twitching his nose twice, Xi Guican replied, "No matter who you call, your butt cannot be touched casually."
He Ruge tentatively whispered, "Baby?"
Different from the previous one-second rejection, Xi Guican closed her mouth and looked at He Ruge inexplicably. This reaction gave He Ruge a glimmer of hope. He Ruge held up her big claws and snorted, and coaxed softly: " Touch my butt, baby, will you?"
It's like a weirdo who coaxes children with lollipops.
Big friend Xi Guican took the lollipop and happily watched how He Ruge called his baby. After listening to the gentle baby, he replied, "It's not even possible to call him baby."
"Big baby? Sweetheart baby?"
The more Xi Guican listened, the happier he became. After being coaxed to the point of being elated, he continued ruthlessly after being happy, "It's not okay to call anything, your butt is the bottom line."
He Ruge: "… "
I always feel that Xi Guican has turned bad. Could it be that he was infected by Miaomiao
"...But if you really want to touch it, it's okay to touch it once or twice." After a long time, the big white tiger quietly added another sentence.
After all, he still couldn't refuse He Ruge.
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