Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

"…If Meow does this outside, the little sister will beat you, right Meow?"

After taking a look at the well-behaved little figure in front of him, Wen Ren Yi Huan said soothingly:

"...If you're as cute as you, you probably won't do that. So if you see someone unconscious outside, you should call the police or an ambulance immediately... You can't kiss them secretly.

The same goes for people who have lost their memory or are in a bad mental state. Bringing someone home and deceiving them about how many children they have is not "keeping them in." It's against the law, little... milk tea." (For details, see the recent incident of a female master's degree holder "keeping someone in" for 13 years)

The milk tea master Miao nodded repeatedly, and it seemed that he had listened to every word Wenren Yihuan said.

"besides……"

"You are very good at teaching...kittens." Wenren Yihuan said very logically. Gong Chi moved closer and put one hand on the places where Wenren Yihuan's tail must be rubbed.

"My brother taught me. At that time, many monsters wanted to...stick with me. He was worried that I would be deceived by monsters in the future, so he taught me a lot of transformations...you...what happened?"

Gong Chi put his chin on Wenren Yihuan's shoulder, like a large dog that suddenly acted like a spoiled brat:

"You were so young, and you wanted to stick to a monster?"

"Sour! It's sour, meow! Ouch, meow! It's so stinking, meow..." [Sains] meow shouted loudly and received a "friendly" glare from Gong Chi.

Wenren Yihuan is not slow. Maybe he may have small deviations in understanding occasionally due to his living environment and habits, but most of the time he does not react because he is too lazy or thinks it is unnecessary.

If talking to ordinary people is like throwing a stone into the water, the other party will respond with ripples and splashes.

Fighting with Wenren Yihan was more like throwing a stone onto frozen ice.

You are not sure whether you can break the ice, and you may not even leave any marks. Of course, sometimes you may find that there is no movement at the place where you throw, but there is a crack more than ten meters away...

Hearing a hint of "unhappiness", Wenren Yihuan raised a hand and ruffled Gong Chi's hair: "Because the fur color is not very common, the elders will be curious."

To be honest, he was still a little fox who couldn't even say "ah" at that time. Why did Gong Chi really give off a sour smell?

"Cough cough... cough" Gong Chi suddenly started coughing violently. He tried to move away from Wenren Yihan's shoulder, but was held on the back of his neck.

The temperature of Wenren Yihuan's fingertips is higher than that of ordinary humans, and the feeling of his fingertips touching the skin feels like small sparks.

"Little fox?" Gong Chi followed his strength and put his arm back on his shoulder.

Lifting the end of Gong Chi's slightly longer wolf-tail hair, Wen Ren Yi Huan smiled lightly: "You can lean back and get up when you feel more comfortable."

Sainz meow talked to Judgment meow next to him: "Meow, why don't we just bring a bed here... Don't you think so?"

Shaking his head and pointing at his mouth, [Judgment] Meow made a bitter face.

Because it said some things about the emotional state of a man and a fox under the coercion and inducement of a fox, the pen cat was discovered and manually banned.

The cat feels sad, but can't say it out loud.

Since it has been confirmed that the girl in the crystal coffin is a corpse, an autopsy must be performed to find out the truth about her death.

Wenren Yihuan hesitated as he untied the belt. But when he touched the zipper of the antique skirt, the girl who was lying quietly suddenly turned into a mannequin prop made of unknown material.

"That's quite thoughtful..."

[Of course, meow~ After all, it's going to be shown, it's not very elegant... and maybe a little cat like you will come to watch it...]

There was an obvious sharp wound on the mannequin's heart. Even though the blood had dried and turned black, it was enough to show that the wound was extremely deep.

Other than that the model was intact.

It was too clean, so clean that no other information could be obtained except the fatal wound.

Wenren Yihan stepped back to examine the entire crystal coffin.

"For Talia."

A girl's name is engraved on the edge of the crystal coffin.

……

After searching the room thoroughly, Wenren Yihan and Gong Chi each took away some evidence they thought was useful, preparing to discuss their ideas in the evening.

"Let's go."

The fox cub in Wenren's arms patted the man's chest with his paw pads.

"Where are you going?" Gong Chi pinched the fox paw and rubbed it.

"It's time for dinner."

The big fox’s dinner today must not be vegetable salad.

Gong Chi understood that he was upset about the vegetable salad.

"Not with me here."

"We should go earlier now that you're here." Wenren the fox cub stretched out his other fox paw and continued to pat.

Although Gong Chi would give himself all the meat he got, he was a patient now. How could he let himself eat the green grass that made the fox feel uneasy every day?

"I understand."

Lying on the dining table in the banquet hall, the fox Dumpling sorted out his thoughts while holding his tail and licking his fur.

Like a ball of furry cherry blossoms shaping itself.

Let's assume that the girl in the crystal coffin is named Talia, and she died in Prince Han's secret room. Then the murderer who killed her is most likely Prince Han himself. But if this is true, this step of finding the murderer seems a bit redundant, so what went wrong... or what will go wrong...

A man's hand stretched out and blocked between the belly and tail of the Wenren fox cub.

The back of his hand was pressed against the soft belly of the Wenren fox cub, with the big tail half sunk in the palm of his hand.

The Wenren fox cub glanced at Gong Chi who was sitting opposite him with his eyes fixed on him, and resolutely used his claws to pry out a bit of his own soft and fluffy tail hair from between his fingers and continued to lick it.

No matter where you go, you can't mess around.

"Little fox, does it feel good to lick your fur?" Gong Chi deliberately squeezed his fingers together when he saw him pulling his tail.

Wenren Fox Cub’s understanding: Does licking fur feel comfortable?

"not sure."

After all, Tail Maomao won’t open his mouth to tell him whether he feels comfortable being licked or not.

"You try it."

As he spoke, the fox's claws pushed the big tail aside a little, and the fur that was originally held against the chest and licked was replaced by Gong Chi's hand.

The fox Tuanzi was small in size and had a small tongue. He patiently scratched the bite marks left by Gong Chi when he had provoked the fox before.

Thinking of Wenren Yihuan's appearance as a human, and the wet touch on the back of his hand at this moment, Gong Chi moved his Adam's apple, and waves welled up in his eyes.

“…It hurts here too.”

Put the knuckles with teeth marks on them near the mouth of the fox cub.

Wenren Fox was silent.

If it had been delivered ten minutes later, it would have completely recovered and no mark would be visible. Does it hurt so much?

"Little fox, it really hurts." Gong Chi saw his confusion and repeated it again.

All right, big fox, just lick it. It's your fault for biting me.

Duan Ran, who arrived late, saw the sound of "hissing" coming from the opposite side. If someone didn't know, they would think there was a loud snake hiding in the banquet hall.

"Just say whatever you want to say." Gong Chi was annoyed by the hissing.

"Then I'll tell you." Duan Ran thought, if you don't ask me again, I really can't hold it in anymore.

"Ah."

Duan Ran stretched his neck and asked, "Brother, are you really having an online romance?"

"Shut up."