Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

The room was filled with a lingering dampness from the late spring rains, and the new buds on the branches outside the window seemed to be sprouting later than usual this year.

Most of the furniture and decorations in the house are unique and exquisite in classical style.

The incense used to refresh oneself in the copper stove by the window had been burning for a long time, and the aftertaste was much lighter.

The table is made of fine white marble, and the auspicious cloud texture carved on the edge is flowing, and every dent demonstrates the maker's superb craftsmanship.

The blond man in black clothes sat at the desk, propped up his "shaky" head with the back of his hands, and stared in a daze at the mountain of document pages.

She had a high nose bridge and skin like jade, and her appearance was as charming as the bright moon, but her every frown and smile was full of pride and arrogance.

As for the beauty in the north, one smile can conquer the city, and another smile can ruin the country. I'm afraid it's just like this.

The upper part of his long hair was dark blond, and it became lighter as it went down, until the very end of his hair was pure white.

There is a very thin tail line of the same color as the hair at the corner of the eye, which makes the originally gentle appearance more divine and majestic.

At this moment, there were dark circles under his eyes, which clearly showed that he had not gotten enough rest.

The back of the black coat is embroidered with gold thread, silently indicating the nobility of its owner.

At the hem of the suit that was piled on the ground, a large, shiny orange and white cat's tail was revealed.

Now it is wrapping upwards, and the other hand is pressing on the waist and rubbing back and forth.

The rustling sound of the heavy rain was interspersed with the sound of an unexpected knock on the door.

The gray-yellow nanmu door opens and closes.

The green figure who came in from outside was wearing a Taoist robe. He was covered in dust, and the hem of his robe was darker in color.

As he entered, there was a slight scent of grass mixed with the dampness of rain.

As the visitor loosened his grip, the paper umbrella with black and white ink mountains and rivers painted on it fell vertically, dropping water droplets all over the ground.

With a neat and clean turn around, he exchanged positions with the person who came to open the door.

There was a nanmu door behind Wenren Yian.

Qingxuan's two figures overlapped and embraced each other.

The taller Taoist priest in green hugged the waist tightly and leaned over with his head down.

Wenren Yian raised his chin to greet him.

When lips and teeth touch, there seems to be a sound of water.

Outside the house there is a rainstorm that disturbs the peace, and inside the house there is body temperature and heartbeat that make people irritated.

The occasional breathing sounds became deeper and deeper.

When they were kissing passionately, she was pushed out of the door without knowing it.

It rains a lot in Jiangqiao in spring and the temperature is not very high, and the warm person in my arms suddenly disappeared.

The man who had just been immersed in some erotic colors suddenly sobered up.

Unable to accept the current situation of being kicked out during a kiss.

I held a big orange dog that was so warm and soft, but my heart suddenly turned cold...

The handsome young Taoist raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, not willing to accept the beautiful orange in his mouth. He knocked on the door twice again, pretending to be pitiful:

"Xiao Ju'an, it's raining heavily outside. It will soak you in ten seconds. How can you bear to..."

The wooden door opened a small gap.

Even though he was 18, he knew the big orange cat wasn't that cruel, so he naturally reached out to pull them apart.

Just as he thought, Wenren Yian was indeed not that cruel.

"Snapped".

The oil-paper umbrella that was thrown on the ground hit Sui Buzhi's shoes and rolled down.

The door closed again.

Because he was worried that Sui would get caught in the rain, Wen Ren Yian considerately returned the umbrella to him.

Wenren Yian's angry voice came from behind the door.

"Go out for a walk for three hours, and don't come into my study...hiss..."

He used a little more force when speaking, which affected the small pain in his waist left over from last night, and Wenren Yian let out a low hissing sound in pain.

I became more determined to keep people out.

"Xiaojuan, let me come in and sit for a while. I won't do anything else."

How can a room with a wife be the same as a room without a wife?

Sui Buzhi began to actively fight for the right to live in the same room with Wenren Yian.

There was no response from the people inside the house.

Sui Buzhi stood under the eaves for five minutes.

The door was closed tightly, and he could also clearly hear the crisp sound of metal colliding.

Wenren Yian locked the door from inside the room.

Usually, when Xiaojuan does this, it means he is determined to lock him out.

Go wherever is cool.

He felt as if he had eaten two bitter melons raw. He sighed and picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the ground.

I wanted to struggle a little more before leaving.

Half of his handsome face was pressed against the wooden door.

Flattened into the ridiculous shape of someone being driven out by an angry wife.

"Xiao Ju'an, I really just want to sit down, even on the ground, please let me in..."

Processed and unprocessed documents were mixed together on the desk. Even though Wenren Yian concentrated on sorting them out for a long time, he could only distinguish pages that were less than one percent thick.

Wen Ren Yian, who was somewhat dazzled by what he saw, could no longer help but sneer:

"... Well, come sit down... That's what you said yesterday, and what happened? It really was 'doing it'..."

The last two words were spoken with some gnashing of teeth.

Now it was Sui Buzhi's turn to remain silent.

It’s no wonder that Wenren Yian was angry. He really had too many things to deal with recently.

Jiangqiao Wangyun Street is divided into two areas: inner and outer areas.

Humans in the outer area can move around normally. Monsters who like human society and disguise themselves as ordinary people will run their own shops on the streets and interact with people.

The inner area is where reclusive monsters live. Humans cannot enter, so it is a small paradise.

The monsters among them will also go out for a walk, but I still prefer to have more interactions with monsters of the same kind.

Wenren Yian is the person in charge of this street.

Originally, he was just the person in charge of the watch area.

But the person in charge of the area fell in love not long ago.

Then he ran away. (Wenren Yian: Haha.)

The simple reason is that his human subject plans to study abroad.

Moreover, they will stay there for five or six years and may even settle down there.

Upon hearing the news that he would be separated from his lover, the eagle was so worried that he couldn't sleep all day.

The eagle spirit's human partner had been abroad for less than a week, and he had been staying up so late that he almost turned into an owl.

I watched my old colleague, who was once a vigorous and energetic "eagle", go further and further down the path of becoming a "vulture".

It seems that there is a trend that will never return.

Wenren Yian thought about giving him a vacation.

It's hard to find a suitable person to manage the entire area.

However, Sui didn't know that he was a Taoist priest and his identity was too sensitive, so it made sense for him to interfere in the management of the watch area.

If we let him be the acting head of the inner area, I'm afraid some monsters will cause trouble.

Wenren Yian took the initiative to take on all of Old Eagle's work in the inner district.

The infatuated colleague whose feathers have fallen out and whose hair is constantly falling out has time to go abroad to visit his lover.

After a month of being squeezed by double work during the day and being squeezed by the year-old at night, I lived a dark life.

Exhausted, Wenren Yian decided to ask about the current situation of the eagle spirit and his little lover.

Then he was politely urged to come back to work.

Chat interface:

Cat Boss Cool Orange: [Cat with Sunglasses] Did you take too long a vacation?

A minute passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Another hour passed in the day...

Sweet Eagle Sauce: [Fat peek] Orange, well... you have to work harder...

Cat Boss Cool Orange: [Cat frowns] How long will it take? Give me an accurate answer.

Sweet Eagle Sauce: [Fat and shy] I really like him... I want to be with him, and I am willing to devote my whole life to my love!

Cat Boss Cool Orange: [Cat picking ears] Speak human language.

Sweet Eagle Sauce: [Fat Bird Running Away] We’ve gotten the marriage certificate here… and we’re not going back.

Can you help me complete the resignation procedures at the "Yao Dao" (Yao Kai Taoist Association) over there? [Fat and cute]

Cat Boss Cool Orange: OK.

Sweet Eagle Sauce: My wedding is on x month x day of this year, you must bring Mr. 20 [Fat Chick Surprise] (red exclamation mark)

(The message has been sent, but the other party rejected it and gave you a claw)

The colleague ran away.

Not only did he leave all the future work to you, but you also did a month's work for him in advance out of pity for him.

Wenren Yian was so angry that he never calmed down in the following days.

The monsters in the outer area are more willing to integrate with humans and enjoy the excitement and fireworks. They don’t have the time to manage the inner area.

The monsters in the inner area are all lazy and don't want to get involved in trouble.

After all, if you can lie down flat, why should you stand up and care whether others are covered with quilts or not?

Therefore, no new district leader has been elected since then.

Wenren Yian, who had temporarily taken over the work of the inner district out of kindness, suddenly became the co-director of the two districts.

There is no work to be done. There is no work to be done.

Yesterday afternoon, Wenren Yian was in high spirits.

I plan to use five hours to finish this week's backlog of work in the inner area, and have a good night's sleep at night, as a feline should.

As a result, as soon as I picked up the first page, I was hugged from behind by an unexpected guest.

"Xiaojuan, the work is too heavy. Can we do something relaxing first?"

Then he was "done" by the 20-year-old man who came in to sit with him.

Later, Wenren Yian fell asleep in the middle of the conversation.

When I woke up again, the moon was already high in the sky.

He struggled to get up and finish his work.

Unfortunately, my heart is there but my waist is not strong enough, so I can’t move up at all.

I did get a long sleep, as the workload for the previous six days did not decrease at all, and I even had one more day added for no reason.

Men are stumbling blocks on the road to getting the job done.

Even if the sky falls today, Wenren Yian will not let Sui Buzhi step into his study.

Thinking it would be boring to stay in the house, I wandered around the streets of the inner district with an umbrella.

After all, experiencing ups and downs is also a kind of practice.

A familiar little monster saw him walking alone on a rainy day and came over:

"Brother Sui, have you made Brother Wenren angry again?"

Sui Buzhi corrected: "This is called flirting."

The little monster didn't believe him: "Lululu..."

I walked aimlessly to the entrance of the inner area and vaguely heard the cry of some small animals.

He looked in the sky, on the trees, and finally on the ground, but he couldn't find the thing that made the sound.

The tilted open umbrella hit the trash can a few times.

A gray, mostly wet ball rolled out from the back.

I didn't know that I was just teasing the little monster.

At this moment, one could see that it was still a monster cub, and it looked extremely miserable.

He frowned and walked quickly forward, grabbing the frightened gray ball who was trying to escape by the scruff of the neck.

"Which kid are you from..."

Sui Buzhi's words were stuck in his tracks before he could finish them.

Although the gray ball was dirty and soaked by the rain, he could still clearly see dark blood on the little thing's chest and one of its front legs.