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

As you stood there stunned, an uncontrollable smile crept up to the corners of your eyes and brows.

Oh dear, Qin Che!

You're really good at helping me out!

Actually, I'm a very sensible person, but since you've already made the request, I have no choice but to reluctantly agree...

You wrapped your arms around Qin Che's waist and passionately responded to his kiss.

...........

Today marks three days since Qin Che left.

You have already been in the villa for three whole days.

It's been raining for three days straight, and you haven't even stepped outside the villa.

With plenty of ingredients in the kitchen and nothing much to do anyway, you decided to cook for two days by following the tutorials on your phone.

The next day, I was in high spirits and made a lemon babalua, thinking that Qin Che would be very happy to eat the little cake I made myself when he came back.

Unfortunately, another day passed, and he still didn't appear.

You cut off a small half yourself, used it as a makeshift dinner, and then packed the rest into the refrigerator.

On the third day, I got lazy and simply ate two meals of instant noodles.

You're lounging on the sofa, bored, scrolling through short videos on your phone, and occasionally you come across some muscular "puppy-like" guys.

It's a pity that these "puppies" can't compare to Qin Che's little finger in terms of either figure or face.

You're imagining what Qin Che's expression would be if he saw you using the term "little puppy."

With that in mind, you'll inevitably spend some time on the page.

The result is that big data starts pushing content to you like crazy.

Getting bored with scrolling, you simply close the short video app and, while flipping through the photos of Qin Che you've saved in your album, chat with Mephisto in a casual, idyllic way.

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, how many more days do you think Qin Che will be back?"

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, do you think Qin Che will like the cake I made?"

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, do you think I've already eaten all my cake and Qin Che still hasn't come back? Never mind, I won't eat the rest. That way, even if he can't eat it when he comes back, at least I can still look at him."

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, did you broadcast the scene of me pressing the instant noodles with his vinyl recorder to Qin Che?"

"I've thought about it, you should still broadcast it to him. Maybe if he feels sorry for him, he'll come back sooner."

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, I miss Qin Che so much. Why do these past few days feel so long? I don't think I ever felt this way when I was in the air..."

"Xiao Mei, Xiao Mei, pay attention to me! How about I pluck your feathers? That way I can use your feathers to predict whether Qin Che will come back today or not..." You lean over the table, grabbing Mephisto's neck with one hand and stroking the feathers on its wings with the other, pretending to pluck its feathers.

"Gah gah—" Mephisto struggled twice, flew out of the bedroom and hid in a place where you could never catch it, not forgetting to let out two angry cries along the way.

"That was really awful..." You picked at your ear, trying to turn over, but accidentally fell off the sofa.

......

Today you're just a salted fish without dreams, falling down and sleeping right there.

I'm very easygoing...

Night fell again, and just as you were idly rolling around on the soft wool carpet a couple more times, you suddenly heard a faint noise coming from downstairs in the villa.

!!!

somebody is coming!

Could it be Qin Che?!

You sprang up from the carpet with a swift movement.

The cat stealthily found a dark spot and hid.

The sound of haute couture shoes clicking on the ground grew closer and closer...