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

You don't know exactly how long the plane flew.

All you know is that you spent a long time in the bathroom until you were too exhausted to move.

Qin Che also helped you cleanse your body, relieving the tension you'd been under for days, and allowing you to completely release it.

Exhausted, you simply lay on top of him and fell fast asleep.

Wearing clean, soft pajamas, Qin Che held you, fast asleep, nestled in that high-end chair.

Even the aroma of a heated pizza couldn't wake you up, so Qin Che gave up on trying to wake you.

He gently stroked your slightly curled back with one hand, and supported your waist with the other to prevent you from falling off the chair when you turned over. He tilted his head forward and leaned against you with his eyes closed.

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When you wake up again, you are no longer on the plane, but in that soft, big bed.

Your body and head are completely dry, and you can't help but marvel at how soundly you slept, not even waking up to wash your hair.

You sleepily reached out and touched your side, your voice still languid and slightly hoarse from just waking up: "Qin Che..."

Why isn't he here...?

You frowned slightly, raised your voice a little, and said with a hint of grievance, "Qin Che..."

"woke up......"

As that familiar male voice rang out, you felt the bed beside you sink a little, and then your body fell into a warm embrace.

"Hmm... Qin Che, where did you go just now..." You quickly clung to the warm body of the person who came over, muttering a complaint, "I thought you sneaked away while I was sleeping again, you scared me to death..."

Like a clingy kitten, you rubbed against Qin Che's neck, your little hands also wandering inside the open neckline of his velvet pajamas. After touching your favorite 109, you let out a soft sigh of satisfaction.

"I didn't leave. I'm taking care of some things over there. I didn't want to disturb you..." Qin Che lowered his head slightly and placed a light kiss on your forehead.

"Hasn't the matter over there been resolved yet?" You looked up from his embrace and met his beautiful red eyes.

"Well, there's still some finishing work to do. You can stay in this villa for the next few days and don't go back to Lingkong yet. If you're bored, I'll have Mephisto keep you company." Qin Che raised his hand, his rough, warm fingertips touching the small, scabbed wound on your chin.

"Huh? You want Xiaomei to come with me? So you mean you're not here?" You pulled his hand away, grasped the key point in his words, immediately jumped out of bed, and straddled Qin Che.

"Yes, I need to handle things at the research institute myself. I don't trust others to do it." Qin Che sat up a little more because of your sudden movement. He put his hands on your waist, looked at the cat in front of him who suddenly started to bristle, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"How long are you going to be gone..." you said reluctantly, hooking your arms around his neck and swaying him. "Can't you just come back the moment I open my eyes..."

Qin Che seemed to enjoy the girl in his arms acting coquettishly. He kept a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood: "If we handle it quickly, it should take two or three days. Just think of it as if you're on a business trip in this villa. The missions you did for the Hunter Association before took longer than these few days."

You pouted and replied, "How can they be the same..."