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

Like a lazy kitten after a hearty meal, you adjusted yourself into a comfortable position in Qin Che's arms.

Your head rests gently on his broad chest, listening to his strong, powerful heartbeat.

Your eyes gaze out the window at the world outside, admiring the snow-covered landscape.

Snowflakes fluttered down, like a group of dancing sprites. Under the dim light, they seemed to be given life, gently landing on the stone path in the yard and gradually piling up into a thick layer.

You raise your head, your gaze passing through the glass, looking up at the sky.

The moon is not very full tonight; it hangs quietly in the night sky, emitting a soft light.

The moonlight spilled into the courtyard, contrasting beautifully with the pure white snowflakes, creating a tranquil and peaceful scene. All of this evoked a unique sense of warmth and beauty.

The heating in the room was on full blast, so you were only wearing a thin nightgown.

He placed one of his hands on your soft little belly.

My warm fingertips would rub it on it from time to time.

You felt a little itchy, so you grabbed his hand.

"It itches. I just ate. Stop pinching me, or I'll throw up on you."

"Hmm? Feeling nauseous? Drunk? Or pregnant...?"

"..."

You paused, holding his hand, and promptly withdrew your hand, which had been itching to punch him.

You turned around, nestled against his chest, and exclaimed dramatically, "Qin Che! You're going to be a dad!!! Aren't you happy?!"

You patted your round little belly as you continued, "I have a feeling I'll have 109 babies this time! Then we'll take our kids and dominate District N109! Waaaaaah!!!"

"Your ability to talk nonsense has really improved..." Qin Che pinched your cheek helplessly.

"It was you who started it all." You poked his chest hard.

Qin Che chuckled twice: "I know you're quite strong, but you don't need to show it to me like this."

"Who told you to talk nonsense?" You didn't retract your finger; instead, you increased the pressure.

"Looks like your strength has recovered, so we can do something else now..."

As he finished speaking, Qin Che's hand moved down your flushed cheek and into your hair.

"Why aren't you full yet...?"

You were pulled close to his face by his large hand, your lips touched, and your breaths were almost touching.

"With you around, I'll never be full..."

His alluring lips drew near, Qin Che's deliberate advances, the slight intoxication—multiple buffs combined made it hard for you to resist.

"I have to go to an exchange meeting tomorrow morning..." These words are your fearless struggle.

His lips brushed against the corner of your mouth, and his tongue touched the delicate skin on your chin.

"Then let's finish this quickly..."

Warm palms reached his softness.

A tingling electric current ran through your body, and you let out a low groan: "Hmm... do you think I'd believe you...?"

"Actions tell you..."

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Very good, Qin Che has shown you the true meaning of a quick victory through his actions.

High-speed combat does not mean that combat time will be reduced.

Shortening the time to reach the summit does not mean victory has been won; that's just an appetizer...