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

Qin Che still hadn't opened his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a light shadow on his eyelids. He gently stroked his cheek with his fingertips for a moment before slowly commenting, "It's a little cool, but softer than I imagined."

As you were packing up your face mask boxes, you looked up with a smile when you heard this: "Was it comfortable? Do you want me to take a few jars of face masks with you?"

He slowly opened his eyes, his crimson pupils gleaming warmly in the lamplight, meeting your gaze steadily, his tone laced with a hint of cunning: "I was talking about your fingers."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked past your shoulder to the mirror behind you.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at himself from left to right, his fingertips even touching the erect cucumber slices on his cheek.

The mirror reflected the soft white bow on his head, creating an oddly endearing contrast to his usual cold and aloof demeanor.

Those eyes clearly showed the bewilderment of "What kind of childish thing is this?"

But this confusion lasted only half a second. He quickly accepted the situation, raised an eyebrow at himself in the mirror, and then turned his gaze to you: "You..."

Before the last word had even faded, he had already reached out towards you, clearly intending to pull you over for "revenge."

Upon seeing this, you immediately crouched down, trying to slip under his arm, shouting, "Qin Che, what are you trying to do!"

But Qin Che's reaction speed was far beyond what you could match. He stretched out his arm and wrapped it around your waist, pulling you back.

"Don't hide, let's return the favor." He blocked your way, picked up a face mask box from the side and quickly pushed it aside, a mischievous smile flashing in his eyes, "It's my turn to apply it for you."

"Oh dear~ I promised to help you with your skincare~ I don't want it now~~~~" You playfully shoved him on the shoulder, and as he stumbled, you turned and ran to the other side.

Qin Che chuckled softly and caught up with you in a few strides.

Your back suddenly slammed against the cold tiled wall, and his arms formed a complete circle around your ears, trapping you in front of the full-length mirror.

His warm breath brushed against your forehead as he looked down at you, his eyes brimming with amusement: "What, are you going to run away without checking out your masterpiece?"

He held you in his arms, and you could smell his faint fragrance. You couldn't help but smile and reach out to touch the cucumber slice on his cheek: "Okay, let me evaluate my work."

You tiptoed and took the first slice of cucumber off his cheeks, then took a soft cotton towel soaked in warm water from the sink.

Qin Che obediently lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and let you do as you pleased.

A warm, soft cotton towel gently wiped his cheeks, slowly removing the delicate face mask cream to reveal the smooth skin underneath.

You deliberately slowed down your movements, occasionally brushing your fingertips against his jawline, causing his Adam's apple to bob slightly.

Once you've wiped it completely clean, remove the headband from his head, cup his face in your hands, and examine it from all angles.

Qin Che nodded in agreement, a smile playing on his lips, and asked, "What were the evaluation results?"

Looking at this face, which appears even more stunning after the mask has been removed, your language is particularly inadequate at this moment, so you can only raise your chin playfully and say, "The quality is superb. The person who created this work must be a master."

He chuckled softly, the vibration of his chest transmitted through our skin as we pressed together. He pulled you into his embrace, his arm around your waist. "Is that so? Then the master must really love this masterpiece?"

“Of course!” you agreed wholeheartedly.