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

"Oh dear! I almost forgot, what kind of plane are we taking back? Without the Hunter Association's registration, can I still bring this gun?" You slapped your forehead, suddenly remembering this important matter.

The car had already entered an airport, where a private plane was parked.

"Did you get brain damage from the fever? My plane can still track you?"

You shake your head: "Tsk tsk tsk, those damn rich people..."

"Are you going to sit or not?"

"Board the plane immediately!"

You hurriedly ran towards the plane, grabbed Qin Che's outstretched hand, and were pulled into the cabin by him.

"If I remember correctly, this plane is different from the last one. Could they all be yours?"

"You already have the answer in your head," Qin Che glanced at you leisurely.

You joked, "Then you can send me one, so I won't have to buy plane tickets for business trips anymore..."

"Sure, as long as you can afford to maintain the plane." Qin Che agreed readily.

“It’s okay, I’ll swipe your card,” you replied without thinking.

Qin Che chuckled softly: "Okay, I'll get the transfer done for you when we get back."

You were stunned: "No, no, no, I was just joking. What's yours is mine, why go through all that trouble of transferring ownership..."

You quickly waved your hand in refusal.

"Really don't want it? What you hold in your hand is what truly belongs to you."

"Please forgive me, okay? I won't talk nonsense again next time, alright?" You shook his arm and pleaded, "I've got you in my hands, isn't that enough?"

"Hmm, that makes sense. Then hold on tighter." Qin Che leaned close to your ear, his voice carrying a seductive quality.

You quickly nudged him in the waist and muttered in a low voice, "What kind of inappropriate talk is this? It's not like there are only the two of us."

"What did I say? Whether it's tigerish or not depends on your interpretation." Qin Che leaned back in his chair, his expression carefree. "A certain cat with a yellow heart finds everything it hears to be yellow."

"Qin Che! You! You're asking for a beating again!" You punched him twice hard. "Yes, yes, yes, I'm Huang, you're the purest. You are the pure love war god, Xiao Cheche."

Qin Che raised his hand and pinched your face: "Why didn't you emphasize that there were other people here when you said that?"

You continue to play dumb: "Huh? What did I say? Pure Love War God Xiao Cheche?"

"Hmm..." Qin Che nodded slowly, his voice close to your ear: "When we get back, I'll show you just how pure...love...I am..."

You immediately remembered all the good things you'd done these past few days.

During your stay at the hotel, you would tease Qin Che whenever you had the chance.

Relying on the fact that he wouldn't do anything reckless, they acted with complete impunity.

Spicy balls!

What will happen when we get back!

"Achoo!" You quickly pretended to sneeze, covering your nose while saying guiltily, "Well, I'm still recovering from a cold, I can't see anything..."

"It's alright, I have plenty of time. I'll wait until you're fully recovered." Qin Che leaned back in his chair, looking at your smug expression, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

While secretly regretting that you had gotten too carried away with the fun, you were also planning how to clean up the mess when you got back.

I feel like if I don't do something, I might "die" in the villa.

Why don't you beg for mercy now and see if Qin Che will show leniency and let you go?

Your gaze drifted towards him.

"What do you mean by looking at me like that?"

"Honey~~ I need to talk to you about something~~~~~"

Xue Ming and Xue Ying, sitting in the front seats, quickly withdrew their perked-up ears and pretended that they didn't exist on the plane.