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

"Have you taken care of everything?"

"No."

"Then how come you still have the leisure to cook here?" you asked, pointing to the salad beside you.

“The chef here is sick, so you'll have to rely on yourself for food. I figured you went straight to the boxing ring after you got off the plane, and you must be hungry after exercising, so this will be ready soon.” Qin Che gestured for you to look at the jars on the counter. “Come on, pick out some salad dressing.”

You seemed to remember something and decisively chose the wasabi sauce.

You opened the lid, handed the jar of sauce to Qin Che, and waited expectantly for what would happen next.

"What does this taste like?"

Qin Che dipped his finger in the mixture and put it in his mouth.

She blushed instantly, looking incredibly cute.

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is the effect! How can my husband be so adorable?!

“If someone else brings it, I’ll make them finish the whole can themselves.”

As he spoke, he saw the smug look on your face, and he instantly understood what was going on.

He glanced at the bottle of sauce and dipped his fingers in it.

They stuffed it into your mouth while you were still daydreaming.

"Yes! Qin Che!!! ...

The wasabi melts in your mouth, and its spiciness hits you right in the head, making your eyes water.

"Qin Che! How can you be so vindictive!" You were so angry that you jumped up and down, punching his arm twice.

He didn't dodge, but naturally met both blows.

"Indeed, you've gained a deeper understanding of me."

He lingered to admire your blushing face, and even picked up a small piece of apple and offered it to your lips.

"Hmph, you were the one who made me choose."

You open your mouth and bite down hard, grinding it under your teeth before letting go. Then you roll the apple into your mouth, and the sweet and sour apple successfully neutralizes the spiciness of the wasabi.

"Hiss... Biting people like this isn't a good habit."

"There's absolutely no credibility to what you're saying."

You rolled your eyes slightly and said.

Qin Che's gaze swept across your neck, a smile playing on his lips.

"Are we just going to have one salad for the two of us? Is that enough for you? Won't you make something else?"

"Um......"

You understand, and you jump off the platform, saying, "Get out of the way, watch me."

"You can cook?" Qin Che asked with interest.

"I can still cook some simple food, otherwise, would I be ordering takeout every day if I lived alone?"

You answered while rummaging through the kitchen for usable ingredients.

"Let's do this. It'll be done in 15 minutes."

You take out the pasta and meat sauce, etc., that you found in the cupboard.

Boil water, cook noodles, stir-fry sauce—all done in one go.

While you were busy, Qin Che didn't forget to feed you a couple of bites of salad first.

"This salad dressing tastes great, much better than the mustard sauce from before."

"If you like them, I'll have someone buy some more for you next time."

"Okay."

The simple meat sauce pasta was served on plates. Qin Che carried two plates of pasta while you held the remaining half-bowl of salad.

"Let's go to the terrace; the night view here is quite nice."

"Okay, wait a moment while I get another bottle of red wine."

In your haste, you also managed to snag a bottle of red wine.

You and Qin Che are having dinner at the dining table on the terrace.

Looking down, the starlight illuminates a landscape of lush tropical plants, and crowds of people in brightly colored ethnic costumes stroll through the brightly lit night market.