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

He bent down and carefully zipped up the back of his suit.

Qin Che stood behind you, looking at you in the mirror.

"Does the dress look good?"

"nice."

"dislike?"

"like."

"Then why don't you smile?"

"I'm a little nervous..."

A pleasant laugh drifted from Qin Che's throat into the fitting room.

You were dazzled by that breathtakingly handsome man.

"A fairy..."

"Huh? What did you say?" Qin Che turned your body towards him and pinched your chin.

You smiled and replied, "Tell me, we're such a perfect match!"

"Indeed, my kitten is breathtakingly beautiful..."

Before you could say anything more, he had already leaned down and kissed your lips.

Originally, because of this environment, you wanted to push him away, feeling it was too easy for things to escalate into a fight.

But he seemed to understand your concerns, and the kiss was like an evening breeze brushing across a lake, gently creating ripples.

He just wanted to kiss you, to hug you. You didn't refuse anymore, following your heart, hooking one arm around his neck and covering his cheek with the other.

The delicate touch of her skin and the tender kisses will make you fall for her without even realizing it.

Qin Che lowered his head and pressed his forehead against yours, his strong arms tightly embracing you as you grew weak from the kiss.

He asked softly, "Shall we continue?"

"Your injury..."

"It's been long gone."

"Then...who will be the puppy..." you whispered, barely audible.

"I'll come, woof..." Qin Che said with a smile, then sealed your lips with his lips again.

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Pooh!

You despise your own incompetence!

What rubbish willpower!

I despise Qin Che, that cunning and treacherous old man!

If he hadn't said that if they kept arguing, they would miss the auction that night, you definitely wouldn't have forgiven him so easily!

Whose fault is it that we missed the dinner party! It wasn't because he dragged us into fooling around in the changing room; we clearly had plenty of time.

It forces you to put on makeup while sitting in his car.

"Drive carefully, or I'll scribble a couple of lines on your face too," you threatened Qin Che, who was driving.

As you carefully apply that bright red lipstick in front of the mirror, you catch Qin Che's occasional glances drifting over.

"Hmm? You seem quite interested in lipstick," you teased.

"I've never seen you apply it before," Qin Che asked casually.

"This color is usually too exaggerated, but since I'm here for an event like this, of course it has to be taken off."

"This vibrant color suits you perfectly." Qin Che deftly parked the car outside the hotel.

"I can tell you really like it. How about I give you some too?" You teasingly brought your lips closer to his.

He precisely pinched your chin, leaned forward, breathed into your ear, and seductively said in a magnetic voice, "Tonight, you can leave your mark on my abs..."

You raise your hand and deliver two powerful punches to his chest.

"Stop it!"

Qin Che opened the door for you, you got out of the car, took his arm, and stepped into the hotel.

The waiter beside you bowed to the two of you.

You asked curiously, "Don't we need any invitations or passes?"

Qin Che turned to look at you and replied calmly, "In many places, my face is my pass."

He tricked me.

You followed him into a luxurious, enormous banquet hall.