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

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What's it like to lie down with someone you like and watch an R-rated horror movie?

Can someone tell me why this female ghost is dressed so scantily?

Why does this female ghost always have to take a bite out of everyone she meets?

Isn't this an exorcist? Why would he harbor hatred towards a female ghost?

Oh God! Help me, I'm so incredibly embarrassed!

You couldn't help but steal a glance at Qin Che's reaction; he looked perfectly calm, without much of a ripple.

You were actually quite unsettled.

Finally, when the scene showed the male exorcist rolling around with the female ghost again, you couldn't hold back any longer and stiffly started groping for your phone, which you had just casually placed on the bed.

Qin Che looked at you with a slight smile: "So you like this kind of...exciting stuff?"

Your face flushed crimson: "No, Qin Che, let me explain. I didn't know it was this kind of content. I only bought it because of its high rating... I only bought it because of my phone."

Accompanied by the sounds of moaning and groaning coming from the video, you struggle to find your phone in the dark.

When you "accidentally" touched Qin Che's body for the third time, he spoke with a half-smile.

"Don't you really know that touching me at a time like this is incredibly irrational? And besides, you've stuffed your phone under the cushion..."

You, restless little cat, were the one who said "ceasefire," and you were also the one who used every trick in the book to provoke him.

In the dimly lit bedroom, only the projector emitted a faint light. You couldn't clearly see Qin Che's expression at this moment, but you could judge from his tone that he was warning you.

Hearing this, you stiffened even more, quickly withdrew your hand, sat up, and reached your hand under the cushion.

The phone's cool touch contrasts sharply with your burning skin.

In just a short while, the female ghost's screams grew louder and louder. Your palms were sweating with nervousness as you frantically operated your phone. Finally, the human and ghost who were locked in fierce combat on the screen disappeared completely.

Just then, you heard Qin Che's muffled laughter from the side.

It sounds as pleasant as a tickle on your heart.

You weren't in the mood to appreciate it, and said angrily, "Hmph! What are you laughing at! Tell me, is this a legitimate website you gave me?! How come I just randomly picked this kind of movie!"

He kept laughing, and you, exasperated, rolled over and lay on his chest, covering his mouth with your hands: "You're so happy to see me make a fool of myself! Stop laughing! Stop laughing!"

Qin Che grabbed your hand and said with interest, "Judging from your eyes, are you influenced by the movie and want to do something to me?"

You struggled to break free from his grasp: "You're talking nonsense. How could you possibly see my eyes in this darkness?"

Qin Che placed your hand on the side of his face and gently rubbed it.

Those ruby-red eyes emitted a faint glow in the dimly lit bedroom. They stared intently at you, carrying an unreadable and enigmatic meaning.

"Not only can I see your eyes clearly, but I can also see the deepest desires in your heart. Don't blame me for not warning you, if you keep teasing me like this, don't blame me for taking the initiative."

Speechless, you pulled your hand away, quickly got off him, and obediently lay back in your own spot.

Then, he became "particularly focused" on searching for the next movie on his phone.

"Let's watch a gunfight movie then, that's a sure thing."

You decisively chose another highly-rated action movie, and even cautiously browsed the comments section. Only after confirming that the movie was absolutely fine did you click play.

But halfway through the movie, you realize something's wrong.