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

"Hmm, Qin Che, take off your coat and lie down with me for a while..." You met his gaze, your eyes filled with anticipation.

"Are you still feeling cold?" Qin Che was incredibly accommodating today.

He used evol to put his coat on the hanger, then lifted a corner of the blanket and lay down beside you.

"You're still warmer." You naturally pressed yourself against the self-heating heater, wrapped your arms around his waist, and pressed your head against his chest.

Qin Che adjusted you to a more comfortable position and placed his large, warm hand on your lower abdomen.

You hadn't expected him to do this, and you looked up at him with some confusion.

"Don't overthink it, this is just showing care for the patient." His voice was low, resonating with the strength of his chest as it reached your ears.

Warm, slightly rough palms pressed against the skin of the abdomen, slowly and gently massaging it.

You squinted comfortably and rubbed against him.

Qin Che has been observing your reaction. Seeing your expression, he knows you must be quite comfortable with this: "You seem to enjoy it. In that case, next time we should skip the previous steps."

You opened your eyes and looked up at him.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

You placed your hand over his large hand, muttering to yourself, "How can we skip this? These are necessary steps..."

"Oh? A necessary step..."

His voice was deep and somewhat ambiguous, and you instantly realized that he was misinterpreting your meaning again.

You glanced at him sideways, then grabbed his hand, somewhat annoyed.

"What's wrong? I just wanted to rub your hand here." He turned the hand you were holding around and placed it in yours. "Is it not rubbing well? Then you teach me..."

"Do I have to teach you this...?" You looked up and met his gaze. "Fine, fine, I'll teach you. But if I do, you'll have to serve me from now on..."

"Continued...service?"

"So, are you still going to learn or not...?"

Qin Che didn't answer, but he squeezed your hand tightly.

You gently pulled his hand down a little, placing his palm against your own skin.

"Here first?"

"Hmm..." You pressed on his knuckles again, "A little harder here..."

"...Hmm? Here?"

"Hmm..." You moved his handprint down a little more, "And here, press it like this..."

Qin Che looked at you uncertainly: "Is it like this down there? Are you sure?"

You didn't receive his gaze, and instead closed your eyes, guiding his hand to find a comfortable position for you.

While doing so, they took turns pressing his fingers.

"You're not feeling well, yet your hands are still so restless."

"Where's it hurting? It hurts here, pressing it makes it feel much better... Press harder..."

The nimble fingers, burning with heat, pressed against the aching lower abdomen, and the warm touch relieved much of the pain.

"It's me who's in pain, so of course I know best where to press..." You still have your eyes closed, carefully feeling the warmth of his palm.

"Okay, then I'll do it your way." Qin Che pulled you closer to his chest, his hand following your instructions, rhythmically pressing your soft lower abdomen. "Is it here?"