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

As night fell, the tribe set up camp in an open field.

Tarna waved to you: "I'm going back now. You should get some rest. We have to leave at dawn tomorrow."

Your gaze unconsciously swept over a bed, a blanket, and Qin Che inside the yurt.

Tarna said apologetically, "We rarely have guests on the road, so we didn't prepare any extra yurts. We'll have to trouble you to squeeze in... Is that... alright?"

"Um...no problem, we're the ones troubling you." You replied quickly, your face slightly flushed.

So, in the eyes of outsiders, you two are already considered to be at the level where you could sleep together.

"I'm off then. Sweet dreams, see you tomorrow!"

After saying goodbye to Tarna, you looked at Qin Che, who was already making the bed, and your mood seemed to improve a little.

After finishing his work, Qin Che walked over to you and asked with interest, "What's wrong? Did Talna say something just now? You seem so happy."

"Am I happy?" You rubbed your face twice. Is it that obvious?

"It's a pity there's no mirror here, otherwise you could see your half-closed smile." Qin Che poked your mouth with two fingers.

"Hmph, I'm not telling you!" You pulled Qin Che's hand away, put your arm around his shoulder, and led him to sit down on the edge of the bed.

You sit on his lap, your arms around his neck, admiring his handsome face that you can never get tired of looking at.

"Qin Che, I'm wondering what will happen if you can't win."

Qin Che wrapped his large arm around your waist and pulled you into his embrace. "Are you worried that I'll lose and not be able to go back, or are you worried about something else?"

You instinctively stepped forward and hugged him, resting your chin on his shoulder.

“I know you shouldn’t lose with your skills. But Talna also said that all the top wrestlers from the entire grassland will be here to compete, and the sun is so nice here, what if you get injured…”

"You're overthinking it. The sun won't shine forever, and the nightclub will come..."

You tightened your grip on his arms and said stubbornly, "But it hurts me to see you even slightly hurt."

Qin Che's chest trembled twice, and a pleasant, deep laugh came from beside your face.

"Then I'll try my best not to get hurt."

"Yes! You promised, so you have to keep your word."

"Okay." He turned his head slightly, his warm breath carrying the word "okay" as it circled your ear twice before disappearing inside.

Your ears and face felt slightly hot, but he wasn't satisfied with that. His soft lips touched the side of your neck, like two feathers brushing against you.

"Hmm... Qin Che..."

He raised his head, tilted it back slightly, and the heat in his eyes made your cheeks feel even hotter.

Before you could say anything more, he stepped forward and sealed your lips with his.

His moist tongue peeks out slightly, lightly touching your lips, as if searching for the entrance to a mysterious treasure. After receiving your response, it slowly penetrates deeper, intertwining with yours, dancing together in a symphony.

His large hand moved upwards along the hem of your skirt, and your body trembled slightly under his stimulation.

He flipped you over and pinned you down on the already small bed, which creaked softly.