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

Chapter 802 The Cage of Innocence 42

“However, there is one thing the book is right about.” Qin Che’s slender fingers twirled a strand of your hair, and his red lips brushed against your earlobe, creating a slightly ticklish breeze. “People like us, when we encounter a treasure we like, always like to hold onto it tightly and refuse to let go.”

You slammed the book down on the interrogation table, then casually pinched his sharply defined chin and shook it: "Oh~~~ People like you? Gangster bosses?" Your voice trailed off lazily, and your thumb suddenly brushed against his lower lip. "Then how about you lend me your boss position for a few days? After all..." Your gaze slowly swept over the amusement dancing in his red eyes, "I also really want to possess this treasure of yours."

"Alright." Qin Che chuckled and grabbed your mischievous wrist, pressing it against his chest. "From this moment on, you are the mastermind behind 'Night Owl'."

"Hmm? So agreeable?" You raised an eyebrow, hooked your arm around the back of his neck, and pulled him forward until your noses almost bumped into his. Your reflection in his red eyes was as clear as a mirror. "What if I ruined your reputation?"

"So powerful? If the reputation is ruined, just change it..." Qin Che leaned back in his chair, his fingertips tracing a line to his chin before pausing, as if deep in thought. "An organization that prides itself on being upright and befitting its identity..." He suddenly leaned close to your ear, his breath hot and amusement filling the air. "How about 'Highlight'?"

"Pfft!!!" You burst out laughing at his serious joke, which caught you off guard. Your waist went limp, and you trembled as you leaned on his shoulder. "Qin Che, has anyone ever told you that you have a real talent for comedy? Are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my social welfare benefits?"

Qin Che put his arm around your waist and gently patted your back to help you catch your breath: "You're exaggerating..."

"That's true, you wouldn't even look at my little bit of a jerk." You straightened up, supporting yourself on his shoulders, the smile that had just been in your eyes vanished instantly, and your tone quickly turned serious.

"Actually, the reason I'm interrogating you this time is because I have another favor to ask of you."

You tapped his collarbone twice with your fingertips, paused, and glanced at the deep night outside the window: "Recently, a potent berserker has been circulating on the black market. The intelligence says the source is that abandoned building on the outskirts of Lingkong, the place where the predators were imprisoned and experimented on back then."

You press your palm lightly against his chest, meeting his probing red eyes: "Sneaking in is too risky. I need a helper I can entrust my back to."

Qin Che raised an eyebrow and a smile appeared on his lips: "You shouldn't ask me for help in this manner."

"Is that so?" Your fingertips slid down to his neck, gently tracing the spot where the metal band had just been removed, where a faint red mark had appeared—a fresh ligature mark. "As you can see, I know nothing about that area; I can only ask you." Your fingertip suddenly stopped at his prominent Adam's apple. "Now you can tell me—yes or no?"

Qin Che suddenly grabbed your mischievous fingers, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, his red eyes surging with an aggressive tide, almost devouring your soul: "Should I say that the little bird has grown up? Your wings are becoming more and more abundant, and your claws are becoming sharper and sharper."

"This kind of thing," you tilted your head back, a hint of smugness in your voice, "should have known many years ago, the day you brought me home. Oh, right..."