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

The overhead light cast a cool, white glow, illuminating your slightly flushed face and making you appear even more radiant.

His warm, large hand cradled your lower back, the heat of his palm penetrating the thin fabric and scorching your skin, using this just-right pressure to pull you closer to him. His other hand gently pressed against the back of your head, his fingertips unconsciously caressing your soft hair.

While Qin Che accepts your kiss, he will not allow you to back down in the slightest.

He gently pecked your lips, like a feather caressing you with exquisite tenderness. His moist tongue glided over your warm lips, carrying the cool scent of mint, swirling wildly in your sweet mouth, intertwining with yours, inseparable...

You feel your breathing becoming increasingly erratic, and your legs starting to weaken. All you can do is tightly wrap your arms around his neck, trying to get a little closer to him.

Their hot breaths mingled, and the warmth of his palms climbed up his lower back to his spine, sending a tingling sensation through his nerves.

Reason teetered on the brink of collapse amidst the surging passion and desire...

He seemed to sense your stirring, tightening his arms around you, holding you firmly in his embrace, and kissing you even more passionately and deeply...

Time flew by, and finally... a doorbell rang, stopping you from your near-oxygen deprivation caused by the kisses.

You pushed the man in front of you with difficulty, the man who seemed to want to meld you into his body, your voice still trembling: "Qin...Qin Che...the takeout might have arrived...wait a minute, I'll go get it..."

Qin Che frowned slightly, still chasing after your soft lips that retreated a little.

"Ding-dong... Ding-dong..."

Finally, when the doorbell rang for the second time, he reluctantly released your lips.

Seeing your cheeks flushed an unnatural red, Qin Che leaned down and lightly pecked your lips twice more: "How can you go like this? Don't move, I'll go get it."

He held your waist and only let go after making sure you were seated firmly.

"Sigh! Qin Che, but you're not much better either. Are you sure you want to open the door like this?" You pointed at his bath towel with one hand, covered your eyes with the other, and peeked at him through a half-finger gap.

Qin Che didn't even need to lower his head to understand the meaning behind your words.

He flicked your forehead with his finger: "Okay..."

Qin Che walked to the door in a few steps and said to the doorway, "Put the things down."

The deliveryman greeted the customer at the door, put down the food, and left.

During this break, Qin Che had already changed into his pajamas before opening the door and picking up the takeout.

By this time, you had recovered your senses.

You nimbly jumped off the sink, tilting your head to look at the bathroom, which should have been a complete mess: "Hmm? Qin Che, you've already cleaned up?"

"Yeah, I'm worried you might slip and fall while cleaning up." Qin Che placed the takeout he was carrying on the dining table in the living room, then walked towards you with a clear smile in his eyes. "Hmm... the hush money was interrupted earlier, do you want to continue?"

"No, thank you..." you refused outright.

Because you know that if you keep kissing like this, this takeout order might turn from dinner into a late-night snack.

You opened the cabinet under the sink and took out a hairdryer: "Go to the sofa, I'll dry your hair for you first."