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

The bathroom is filled with steam as you rub your body with fine bubbles, washing away the sweat from your workout.

"Qin Che! I was in such a rush when I came in that I forgot to bring my clothes. Could you go and get them for me?"

Wrapped in a bath towel, you opened the bathroom door a crack and called out from the doorway.

"There are new ones here."

As soon as you finished speaking, a ball of red and black energy, carrying a silk nightgown, flew into your hand.

After you took the nightgown, you closed the door, held the two shoulder straps, and admired it in front of you.

The dark red silk nightgown with black lace is very elegant and suits Qin Che perfectly.

You casually hung the bath towel on a rack to the side, and after changing into a nightgown, you wiped the fog off the mirror and looked at yourself from both sides.

You stroke your chin and look at the beauty in the mirror.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this guy must really like this kind of thing." It just seems a bit too sexy to me.

You saw Qin Che sitting on the sofa looking at his phone as soon as you came out of the bathroom after drying your hair.

"Are you done washing?" He looked up at you, a glint of light flashing in his red, starry eyes.

"Okay, go take a shower." You slumped onto the soft sofa without any regard for your image.

I was too excited to feel anything before, but now that I've taken a shower and relaxed, I feel my muscles starting to ache.

After lying down for so many days, this kind of high-intensity activity is definitely not what my body is used to.

While waiting for Qin Che, you idly scroll through your phone, looking at Qin Che's endless WeChat Moments, and liking the posts of those "never met" colleagues.

You see several delicate little boxes on the coffee table containing some cute little candies. The food you ate before leaving home has long been digested. You rub your flat stomach, casually tear open a candy, and pop it into your mouth.

When you switched from Qin Che's Moments for the 30th time, you hesitated for a moment, wondering whether you should go to the bathroom and pry open the door.

As you strain to stand up, you feel another wave of soreness in your thigh muscles.

Forget it, he'll probably be out soon. If I anger him and he doesn't give me the promised reward, then it'll be a loss.

Having figured things out, you continue to lie on the sofa like a corpse.

The soft wool carpet concealed your footsteps, while you stared blankly at the ceiling.

Then you see a figure blocking your view.

With a defined jawline, sculpted features, and a few strands of wet hair falling across his forehead, he looked quite harmless.

Qin Che wore a black silk robe with a dark pattern, the neckline plunging all the way to his lower abdomen, revealing his powerful chest and firm abs—pure seduction.

But looking down, the waist tie is tied in a tight knot. Damn, who is this for?!

He sat down next to you with a bottle of massage oil in his hand.

You tried to sit up, but he pressed your forehead down and pushed you back down: "Lie down obediently."

"Oh~~"

Qin Che placed your fair calf across his thigh and asked softly, "Ready?"

"Well, go ahead and start."

He poured some essential oil into his palm and gently rubbed it together.

A faint rose scent filled the room, its fragrance having a soothing effect on the nerves.

The moment the warm, large hand touched your skin, you couldn't help but shudder.

Qin Che chuckled: "Don't be nervous, it's just a massage."

You swallowed hard and tried to explain, "No...no...I'm just not prepared enough. It's okay, you can continue."