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

You casually adjusted the scarf around the neck of the person who had leaned in: "Is there anyone in section N109 who would dare not vote for you?" You raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, "Besides, what would I do there? Be your boss? Take your place as the best Boss?"

Qin Che grabbed your wrist, his fingertips caressing the smooth skin on your wrist: "If you're willing, of course you can."

You pulled your hand back, deliberately pouting and drawing out your words: "If I become the boss, wouldn't I have to pay my subordinates' salaries and benefits? That's too tiring. Besides, I'm stingy, and I might drive away one of your capable subordinates."

Qin Che took a half step closer to you, a smile overflowing in his eyes: "I'll pay for it, all in your name." He reached out and tidied the stray hairs by your ear, "Your original share won't be less, you can approve the long holidays yourself, stock dividends, as long as you ask, you can have as much as you want."

You stroke your chin, feigning deep thought: "Tsk tsk tsk, you've really gone all out, the temptation is just too great..."

"So, you should seriously consider it?" Qin Che suddenly squatted down, his eyes curving into a gentle arc when his gaze met yours, a soft laugh escaping his throat. "Don't move, your shoelaces are untied."

Before you could bend down, Qin Che made his move first.

His warm fingertips gently glide across your ankle, sending a tingling, ticklish sensation through your delicate skin before settling steadily on your loose shoelaces.

The fingers with distinct knuckles moved nimbly, the thumb and forefinger pinching the end of the shoelace and gently wrapping it around, instantly tying it into a small and neat bow.

"You're so eager to hand over the 'Dark Point Boss' position, it's clear that being the 'boss' isn't so easy." You teased Qin Che as he bent down to tie your shoelaces.

"A position coveted by countless people, yet you always manage to come up with reasons to refuse, and only you would be so disrespectful to me." Qin Che raised his eyes, his crimson gaze meeting yours lightly. "Alright, all tied."

"Oh, how could I not give you face? This just means I'm the most special one, otherwise why would you like me? Right?" You hooked your arm around his neck while you were in front of him. "But I feel a little bad about always rejecting you like this. How about this, I'll go after I retire from the association, what do you think?"

"When you retire? Maybe by then I'll be a grumpy old man." Qin Che pulled your hands in front of him, holding them firmly. "So old that you might have to worry about breaking your teeth if you want to eat a cookie..."

So do what you want to do now, 'lest you regret it later'...

You stared into those beautiful red eyes, your eyebrows curving as you leaned closer to him. You lowered your voice, your warm breath mingling with your own, and whispered in his ear in a voice only the two of you could hear: "What do you want to do now? With your wet eyes staring at me, I want to kiss you..." You paused, then gently ran your fingertips across his palm. "Unfortunately, it's not appropriate in public."

Those ever-seeing eyelashes trembled slightly, and a fleeting shadow of sadness flashed across Qin Che's eyes, but it was only for a moment.

He probably sensed the evasiveness in your words, but he didn't press further. He just let his Adam's apple bob slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously caressed the skin on the back of your hand.

"Let's go home." He took your hand and stood up, the lingering warmth from his palm creeping up your wrist.