Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

Qin Che gave you an annoyed look: "Someone was clinging to me the whole time today, barely walked a few steps, and I don't know what's tiring about them."

"Isn't it tiring to hang like that? You have to use your hands, legs, and waist to hang it up. It's a full-body workout, you know!" you said righteously and logically.

"Okay, whatever you say, let's take a shower." After saying that, he stepped forward to hug you.

You immediately placed your hand on his chest, saying, "I can wash myself, I don't need you to carry me."

"You said you were too tired, I don't mind working harder." Qin Che picked you up without saying another word.

"Then behave yourself." You were too lazy to struggle and let him hold you.

"When have I ever been naughty?" Qin Che gently lifted you up, adjusting you to a comfortable position.

"Mmm, you're the most honest, you're the God of Pure Love." You rested your head on his shoulder, poking his chest lightly with your fingers.

Qin Che was really well-behaved today, and his bath went exceptionally smoothly.

While you're brushing your teeth, he stands beside you patiently blow-drying your hair.

It's really hard not to be moved by the man in the mirror who is earnestly "serving" his wife.

You feel that if he makes some "unreasonable" demands later, it might be difficult for you to refuse him.

Just as you finished getting ready, hugged him happily, and lay down to say hello to the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with dreams),

It's time to come.

Qin Che toyed with a tuft of your hair, twirling it between his fingertips, his voice soft, as if recounting something utterly ordinary.

"You ate so much tonight, aren't you afraid of gaining weight if you don't exercise?"

"..." Although, I am indeed afraid of gaining weight.

You reached your hand under the covers and pinched your tummy.

It seems, indeed, that I have gained a little weight.

I've been writing less of the "wandering style" lately, and when I'm with Qin Che on weekends, I indulge in all sorts of carefree eating and drinking.

You looked up at the man who was looking at you with a half-smile: "Tomorrow, let's go to your boxing ring. I've been neglecting myself lately, it's time to get back to training."

Seeing that his suggestion had been deflected, Qin Che came up with another idea: "I haven't paid the interest I owe you in a long time, so I'll pay it now."

"Qin! Che...stop it...waaaah...waaah..."

The next second, your lips were firmly sealed by him, and under Qin Che's long-planned and deliberate teasing, your head gradually became dizzy.

The loose pajamas disappeared with a snap of his fingers, but you were so engrossed in the kiss that you didn't even notice.

Qin Che noticed that you particularly liked the delicate touch of skin against skin.

At times like these, you feel like a kitten longing to be petted, yearning for a touch.

Qin Che's body smells really good, especially at times like this, it emits a fragrance that makes you fall in love with it.

It's probably the smell of pheromones; scientifically speaking, it's gene attraction.

You were clearly getting anxious, but he released your lips at just the right moment.

Those alluring, sinister red eyes looked down at you, and she said in a sly tone, "Didn't you just say you were so sleepy your eyelids were drooping and you were going to sleep? I think I'm a little sleepy too, maybe I should go to sleep first..."

You didn't want to say a word to this damn man, so you just shoved him hard on the shoulder, leaving a clear row of teeth marks.

"Are you awake yet? Come here..."

Qin Che's deep, pleasant laughter echoed in your ears: "Yes, sir..."