Daidai actually burrowed its head into Qianlin's arms and rubbed against her, saying, "When Master is unhappy, I do this. Usually, when I do this, Master will be happy and pat me, and then my mood will improve. What about you, Master? Do you feel better? Hurry up and pat me."

Even though it has become a human, it still behaves like a cat.

With its tail swishing back and forth, Qianlin was indeed soothed and reached out to touch the silly ears.

This pure and unadulterated nature inspired Qianlin to consider getting a cat.

A slight smile appeared on Qianwen's lips, and her tail swayed left and right just like Daidai's.

In the afternoon, Qianwen saw her younger sister off in a taxi.

After waving goodbye and returning home, the first thing Qianwen did was take out the small props hidden under the sofa cushions.

The cage that originally held Crescent Moon was thrown on the balcony by Qianwen, leaving only the cage that held Night Cry in the living room.

Now that her sister was gone, Qianwen picked up Yeming and carried her into the room.

That's right, even with a person still inside the cage, Qianwen could easily lift him up.

Despite her slender and slim figure, Qianwen possesses strength several times greater than that of an average adult.

After closing the door, Qianwen's expression changed.

Night Cry shrank back inside the cage, feeling a little uneasy.

Just then, my phone rang; it was my younger sister calling.

Qianwen's expression quickly returned to normal, and she answered the phone.

"Sis, the deliveryman just called me and the sewing machine arrived. Could you sign for it and install it for me? I'll use it when I go home this weekend."

"Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Qianwen put her hands on her hips and thought for a while.

A gag was taken out of the packaging bag.

Dumb and curious, it asked, "Master, what is this?"

Do you want to play?

"think".

He stared blankly at the ball, thinking it looked quite fun, and scratched it like a cat.

It wasn't until Qianwen put it in his mouth that Daidai realized this thing wasn't something he had imagined he would play with using his claws.

"Waaaah...waaah..."

Chapter 88 is sour.

He tried to speak but found he couldn't; he couldn't close his mouth; and he couldn't spit out anything that was stuck in his mouth.

Just as she reached out to pick it, Qianwen had already taken it down for her.

Qianwen asked, "How are you feeling?"

Daidai stuck out her tongue: "It's so uncomfortable, this isn't fun."

It seems that Dudu doesn't have any M attributes.

Or perhaps it hasn't been developed yet.

Qianwen glanced at Yeming, who lowered his head.

I'm about to start torturing myself again.

As long as it's not too painful or unacceptable.

Without hesitation, Qianwen put the gag that Daidai had worn on her head on her head, fastening the straps tightly behind her head.

Then they used ropes to fix her limbs to the steel bars.

He casually rubbed her ear.

Then Qianwen took out a tablet computer and hung it in front of the cage.

After thinking about it, I found a lesbian action movie to show her.

"Watch this for a bit, I'll play some games."

"Waaah, waaah!"

"There'll be a reward if you finish reading this. I'll make braised chicken for you tonight. You can supervise me, Daidai."

"OK".

"Waaah! Waaah!"

Afterwards, Qianwen logged into the game and found that everything was normal after entering the world.

The character's satiety level is a bit low, so it's time to rest and have something to eat.

After taking control of the body, Qianwen urged the horse to stop.

Turning my head to look inside the car, I saw that Nolan Yancheng seemed to be asleep.

Pudding Fruit on the roof of the car remained motionless, sitting there like a pudding.

"Wake up."

Qianwen entered the carriage and woke up Nolan Yancheng, then took out some food from the supplies in the carriage.

Steamed buns, meat, and drinks.

The elves seem to have a special meat processing technique.

Once made into a finished product, it can be stored for a long time and can be eaten cold, just like a sausage.

Very portable food.

Nolan Yancheng woke up with a yawn and rubbed her eyes.

She hadn't been this bored in a long time, even while on a mission.

He seems like a complete slacker.

Nolan Yancheng asked, "You're online? What time is it?"

"Let's grab something to eat and rest around 2 p.m.

"......"

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Ten minutes later, the carriage set off again.

The surrounding environment gradually became desolate, the trees began to grow shorter, and the soil on the ground gradually turned yellow.

The weather in the game is currently overcast, with dark clouds overhead and no sunshine visible. It might even rain in a little while.

But it's alright, the carriages are designed with rain guards at the front.

Qianwen let the AI ​​drive itself, observed for a while, and then felt that there was nothing for her to do, so she went offline again.

Sure enough, it started raining soon after. The rain washed away the sugar on Pudding Fruit, and the water that flowed onto the window turned pale yellow. Pudding Fruit woke up quickly and jumped off the car roof in a panic. As a dessert, it was actually very afraid of water. After it came down, much of its body had been melted by the rain.

"This is terrible, so much sugar has been lost."

Muttering to herself, Pudding Guoguo reached out and knocked on the carriage door.

"Miss, may I come in?"

Nolan Yancheng knew that this was Qianwen's dungeon guide NPC, so he didn't refuse.

Only after opening the side door of the carriage did I realize that the rain outside had become quite heavy.

It's raining so hard, is she alright?

Looking out the window, the AI ​​was driving the horse normally, and the horse was running normally in the rain.

The ground gradually became muddy, but this did not affect the car's progress.

At this speed, it probably won't take a whole day to reach the destination.

Nolan Yancheng smelled a sweet aroma in his nostrils.

Pudding Fruit's body became sticky because of the rain.

The space inside the carriage was very small, which made Nolan Yancheng frown.

"Stay away from me."

"Ok!"

Pudding Guoguo moved to the side, but accidentally knocked over a bottle of plum juice.

In addition to regular food and water, Sera prepared drinks and beer.

The selection is quite extensive. This bottle of drink was taken out by Nolan Yancheng earlier and wasn't finished.

At this moment, Pudding Fruit bumped into her and spilled all the plum juice on her.

It's sour...sour...taste...

Pudding Guoguo suddenly let out a cry of surprise, her body trembled violently a few times, and then she stopped responding.

Nolan Yancheng asked in surprise, "Are you alright?"

Pudding Fruit's body trembled again, and she replied, "It's okay, I'm fine. The sour taste is quite nice. Why did I hate it before? Why?"

Nolan Yancheng was puzzled.

What's up with this guy?

In the real world, Qianwen received the sewing machine her sister had bought, along with several bundles of fabric and other sewing machine parts.

The deliveryman offered to come and help with the installation, but Qianwen refused. She was joking; what would happen if the two cats in the room saw them?

The deliveryman only glanced at Qianwen's appearance a few times and didn't find it too strange.

These days when I go out for a bike ride, I've noticed that people might glance at your ears and tail a few more times, but most people wouldn't think that your ears and tail are real.

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