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

"Since you don't like it, let's go somewhere else." Qin Che took out his phone and made a call to one of his unknown contacts.

Not long after, a staff member in a neat uniform with a professional smile walked over quickly, made a respectful gesture to guide them, and said in a gentle voice, "Distinguished guests, this way please."

Seeing this, you and Qin Che tacitly followed the staff's footsteps.

After walking along a softly carpeted corridor and turning a few corners, we arrived at a private room.

The staff gently pushed open the door to the private room and gestured for you to enter again.

Upon entering the private room, the first thing that catches the eye is the huge panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, which acts like a silent picture frame, facing the stage not far away.

Compared to the first row, although there isn't a close proximity, from this angle you can see everything on the stage, and the view is extremely wide.

What's even more remarkable is that the private rooms are independent, completely isolating them from the noise of the outside world.

There was no one else in the entire private room besides you and Qin Che.

You casually sprawled out on that incredibly comfortable sofa, praising it as you said, "Qin Che, look how spoiled I am! I even complain about having a VIP seat, tsk tsk tsk..."

"If there are better options, there's no need to settle. Your comfort level is the most important thing..." Qin Che not only didn't think there was anything wrong with what you said, but was actually quite satisfied with it.

You didn't say anything more sentimental. Seeing Qin Che sit down next to you, you quickly snuggled into his arms and said, "Mmm!"

When the performance started, you and Qin Che would occasionally discuss the performance on stage, and when the performance got boring, you would talk about the fun you had in section N109 that afternoon.

Perhaps you had too much fun in section N109 that afternoon, because you started to feel drowsy after only half an hour of watching the show.

Qin Che glanced at you in his arms, whose eyes had closed and whose breathing was even at some point, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Black and red energy appeared on the coat hanger, rolled up Qin Che's coat, and flew towards the sofa.

The private room was well-heated, but Qin Che still carefully covered you with a coat.

Time flew by amidst your soft snoring, and you felt that this familiar embrace was so warm and reassuring.

"Wake up... your student council president is about to receive her award..."

A deep male voice sounded in my ear.

You groggily open your eyes and see a stage filled with red, and the tall figure of the Hunter Association president.

You just realized you came to see the awards ceremony, how did you end up falling asleep!

Thank goodness, Qin Che woke you up.

I didn't miss the highlight of the evening.

You nestled in Qin Che's arms, whimpering in a slightly hoarse voice, still half-asleep: "Qin Che... Qin Che... Qin Che ah..."

Qin Che rubbed your head: "What's wrong?"

"How long have I been asleep?" You lean against his chest, your eyes fixed on the stage, but your fingers are not idle either, fiddling with the buttons on the front of his shirt.

"About three hours..."

"I slept for so long... Thank goodness you woke me up, otherwise my trip today would have been a waste..."

Qin Che chuckled softly: "Hmm, I knew you'd say that."

You looked up and shifted your gaze from the stage to Qin Che's face.