How can I be a trainer when my girlfriend is so cute?

Stopping and walking along the way, the tired sun had completed its shift with the moon without knowing when.

A familiar tent with flashing warm yellow lights was set up beside an open space. Fang Ci and Qi Shu sat around the fire and couldn't help swallowing their saliva as they watched the thick soup bubbling in the pot.

The two little guys, Tan Xiaoshi and Xinye Miao, seemed to have endless energy to vent, and they chased each other happily under the dim light in front of the tent.

Not far away, the outline of a dilapidated watchtower was vaguely visible, and from time to time, strange laughter floated around the tent with the cold night wind.

"I don't know why, but I always feel a little creepy camping here!" Looking at the eerie lookout tower in the distance, Qishu silently wrapped his loose coat tightly.

"What? Are you scared?" The old site of the watchtower was a famous gathering place for ghost elves in the wilderness. They arrived here before nightfall. Fang Ci set up the tent after consulting Qi Shu. Now seeing Qi Shu's appearance, Fang Ci seemed a little hesitant about where to move to.

"As long as you are here, I am not afraid!"

Even though they had long regarded each other as the closest people, the girl's undisguised direct attack still made Fang Ci blush.

"It looks like Zoroark and the Dream Demon won't be back for a while, so let's eat first and save the food for them." Afraid that the girl would notice something strange about him, Fang Ci quickly changed the subject as he looked at the food that was already completely cooked in the pot.

As soon as Zoroark set up the tent, he was attracted by the eerie ghostly aura coming from the watchtower. The Dream Demon, who was also a ghost, felt very familiar with this power, so he left with Zoroark and went to the dilapidated watchtower.

Just as Fang Ci and his companions were sitting in front of the tent with the elves, drinking delicious soup, there was also a lively atmosphere in front of the gloomy watchtower.

Under the cold moonlight, two figures of huge difference in size, one black and one white, were constantly colliding. A group of ghost-type elves, including the Dream Demon, gathered in a circle and watched the fight between the two elves in ecstasy.

If Fang Ci were here, he would be able to easily recognize that the unusually agile white figure on the battlefield was Zoroark, and his opponent was a clay giant that was almost the same size as Fang Ci's Snorlax.

The moonlight was getting brighter and brighter. The battle in front of the dilapidated watchtower was still going on. However, the warm yellow light in the tent not far away had gone out. The remaining thick soup in the pot in front of the faintly burning fire outside the tent was still steaming. The huge figure of Snorlax was lying in front of the tent, giving people a full sense of security. On its round belly, the Honey Bug raised its head high and carefully observed the slightest movement around it. A faint snoring sound came from the huge apple wrapped in nectar.

In the tent, Qishu's restless little hand quietly reached into Fang Ci's clothes, dispelling the sleepiness that Fang Ci had finally built up.

"Hey, Fang Ci, your abdominal muscles feel so comfortable to touch!"

"Don't move, unless you let me touch yours~" Fang Ci said viciously in a low voice, suppressing the itch and reaching out to grab Qishu's naughty little hand.

"Hey, I don't have abdominal muscles. My belly is soft. Do you want to touch it?" Facing Fang Ci's "threat", Qi Shu was not afraid at all. He smiled heartlessly and grabbed Fang Ci's warm big hand and guided him into his clothes.

Before Fang Ci could react, his right hand was already covered with something slippery.

Looking up at Qishu's little face which was already full of rosy glow, Fang Ci swallowed his saliva reluctantly.

By the time he reacted, he had discovered that his big hand had slowly slid up to the girl's soft and slender waist. With a slight force, he brought the girl's petite body into his arms.

"We agreed that I could only touch my belly, what a pervert!" Feeling the warmth coming from his waist, Qishu felt that even something as simple as breathing had become difficult for him now.

However, she did not push away the big hand that was gently sliding across her waist. Instead, she buried her red cheeks directly into Fang Ci's broad chest, opened her little mouth and gently left a circle of small teeth marks on his bare chest.

Feeling the warmth on his chest, Fang Ci's breathing became heavy. The hand that was originally on the girl's waist slid down uncontrollably and climbed up the two round petals.

"Sleep~" Because of his actions, the girl in his arms was so nervous that her sharp teeth almost pierced his skin. It was also because of this slight pain that Fang Ci's last bit of rationality broke free from the quagmire of desire, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words.

"Good~"

Noticing Fang Ci's restlessness, Qi Shu also became a little flustered. He opened his mouth and pressed his slightly cold cheek against Fang Ci's warm chest, listening to the increasingly heavy heartbeat inside and exhaling warm breaths in small sips.

After Qishu stopped making trouble, sleepiness quickly attacked Fang Ci again. Listening to the increasingly steady heartbeat beneath him, Qishu, with his little face still flushed, closed his eyes peacefully and fell into a sweet dream.

The next day, just after daybreak, Fang Ci, who had rested enough, crawled out of the tent.

"Wow, it's so cold!"

Walking out of the tent, Fang Ci shuddered as he looked at the thick fog that had already swallowed up everything, and hurriedly zipped up the tent to prevent the biting cold wind from disturbing the people sleeping inside.

"Eh~"

Seeing Fang Ci shivering, the Fiery Horse, which had woken up long ago, came up to him and used the blazing flames on its body to help Fang Ci drive away all the coldness.

"Thank you, Flame Horse!" Fang Ci smiled and touched the Flame Horse's shiny fur, then opened the map on his phone.

The old site of the watchtower is quite a distance away from the southern shore of Lake Menas. If two people are to get there today, their strength is definitely not enough.

"Looks like I'll have to trouble you today, Flame Horse!"

"Eh~"

The Fiery Horse shook its head gently and rubbed Fang Ci's cheek affectionately to show that it didn't care.

Although Mike said that he planned to stay near the south shore of Lake Menas for a long time, it would not be good to keep others waiting for a long time since he had already made an appointment.

Just as Fang Ci and the Fiery Horse were carefully planning their next route, a burst of light footsteps suddenly came from the thick fog not far away.

"Honey~" Hearing the noise, the honey bug on Snorlax's belly immediately opened its eyes, and the tail behind it trembled and immediately retracted into the apple. Soon, the head of another honey bug also popped out from above and looked vigilantly in the direction of the footsteps.

"So~"

Hearing the familiar voice, the honey beetle immediately relaxed, and the head that had just emerged drilled back again and stuck its tail out of the hole below.

"Are you guys coming back now?"

Looking at the gradually clear outlines of Zoroark and the Dream Demon, Fang Ci asked in surprise.

"Zorroark~" Zoroark nodded apologetically.

"It's okay, you guys take a rest first. We have to wait until the fog clears before we can set off. Don't be too anxious!" Seeing the tired looks of the two elves, Fang Ci hurriedly let them rest first.

"Honeybugs, you guys worked hard last night. You should come back and have a good rest!" Fang Ci took out three Poké Balls from his and Qishu's bags and collected the tired Zoroark and Nightmare, as well as the Honeybugs that had been guarding all night.