Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

The Milk Tea Master Cat stood on the branch, holding his beloved cup with an extremely arrogant look, his tail almost reaching the sky.

"This is my special durian and bitter melon milk tea. Clown, please get out of here!"

Chiwu, who originally wanted to use force to force Wenren Yihuan to submit if he disagreed to cooperate, was stunned for a few seconds by the "milk tea biological weapon" that fell from the sky. He ran away without even having time to say anything harsh.

How many times do I have to wash it before the smell goes away?

Admiring Chiwu's embarrassed escape, Wenren Yihan was in a good mood. He buried his face in the back of the Samoyed cub's neck and took a deep breath.

The warmth of the young man's body continued to be transmitted from behind, with a faint scent of peach blossoms. The Samoyed cub froze and looked forward, with its tail stretched straight.

As if he was very satisfied with its reaction, Wenren Yihan smiled silently from an angle where the little Samoyed couldn't see.

Fluffy! Fluffy dog!

Half an hour later, the Samoyed cub lay flat on Wenren Yihuan's legs, looking up at the sky in confusion. Wenren Yihuan, covered in dog hair, looked very satisfied.

"Meow, a dog has been drained of its energy by a fox." A cat watching from the side said softly.

Not only did he reject Chiwu's request for cooperation, but he also sent someone back smelling like durian.

This person looks petty and might do something shady.

Wenren Yihan played with her long hair, scribbled the name "Chiwu" on Peppa Pig's notebook, and drew a neat "X" next to it.

"Woah..."

For the first time ever, the Samoyed cub clung to Duan Ran's arm tightly and refused to let go. Behind it was Wenren Yihan, who was trying to pull it away by force.

"Little Samo, you tore my clothes..."

He tentatively pushed the dog's paw away, but the Samoyed cub hugged him even tighter, seemingly still glaring at him.

The more Duan Ran looked at it, the more he felt that the way it glared at him was very familiar.

"You smell like durian." Wenren Yihan criticized the little Samoyed who didn't like to be clean.

In fact, Gou Gou was innocent. It was just because the aftereffect was too strong that Wenren Yihan felt that his sense of smell was "bullied".

"Woo woo woo woo..." The little Samoyed vowed not to let go.

In the end, he was defeated by Wenren Yihuan's tickling attack.

"Wash yourself clean. I'll prepare a big red bow tie for you tomorrow..." After getting rid of the clinging puppy, Duan Ran waved generously to the Samoyed puppy that was taken away.

The bathtub in the room was filled with hot water, with some bathing utensils placed beside it.

After changing into a thin white robe, Wen Ren Yihuan turned around and saw the dog Gou, whom he had dragged here, facing the wall.

"I'm done." Wenren Yihan informed it.

"Woof woof..." The Samoyed cub did not turn around immediately.

"Make sure it's changed."

Where can I find such a polite little Samoyed?

"come over."

The young monster in white hooked his fingers. His robe was not tied tightly with a belt. One side of the collar was loose and half-hanging on his shoulder. His chest was as white as jade, and the red fruit could be vaguely seen.

From the perspective of the Samoyed cub, you can see a pair of straight legs that appear or disappear depending on Wenren Yihuan's movements.

The Samoyed cub lay down on the spot, covering his eyes and pretending to be dead.

"Come take a shower."

The three stacked cats in the crack of the door opened their eyes wide.

"Meow! Fox wants to take a bath with him, meow!" The black cat in the blue hat at the bottom swayed twice and almost shook the two cats above down.

"Meow~ Look at him, if you bet on it for a minute, he will run away, meow." The black cat with a pink collar in the middle disagreed and shook its head at the Samoyed cub lying on the ground.

"Wow..." The [Fool] cat at the top opened his mouth wide, staring straight ahead, "Beauty cat..."

"If you hadn't made a mistake, would he have gotten such a good thing?"

Over here, three little black cats were chirping like sparrows for a long time, while over there, Wenren Yihan carried the Samoyed, whose legs were kicking and struggling, into the bathtub.

The inner garment was not removed, but simply opened.

After being soaked, it sticks tightly to the skin. It is a thin white style, and the snow-white skin is faintly visible underneath.

The spring scenery outside is not even half as alluring.

The Samoyed cub took just one look and then closed its eyes, determined to pretend to be blind no matter how Wenren Yihan called it.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable, Gong Chi?"

The caring question was met with the Samoyed cub being so surprised that it stopped struggling.

"Gong Chi?" Wenren Yihan repeated the name.

Wenrou poked the Samoyed cub whose brain was blank and was requesting to be "formatted". Wenren Yihuan smiled, bent his legs and placed it on his knees.

"Hold still." As if Wenren Yihan had anticipated his reaction, he was not in a hurry to urge it to come back to its senses.

"Wang..."

The Samoyed cub looked confused.

Wenren Yihuan touched down along its ear and pressed lightly on the lower part of the Samoyed's neck.

"I can feel it."

There was his [prey] mark here, he could feel it.

I knew it when the glutinous rice ball spirit Samoyed climbed into bed.

Putting away the cute fake shell, the Samoyed cub's aura is unruly and uninhibited, which is far from its appearance.

Gong Chi, who had been exposed, had no intention of continuing to play dumb.

He climbed onto Wenren Yihuan's exposed chest with confidence, raised his head and licked Wenren Yihuan's collarbone.

"Hmm..." Wenren Yihuan let out a low moan from his throat.

"You..." Wenren Yihuan's pupils shrank slightly after being attacked, "Do you really dislike taking a bath?"

Don't like it so much that you have to act like a spoiled brat?

Gong Chi: ...

But today the smell of durian in the yard is so strong that it must be washed away and I must not let it go.

"Durian-scented Satsuma is not welcome in my bed."

In the past two days, Gong Chi, who has turned into a Samoyed cub, has been quite free and has consciously occupied half of Wenren Yihuan's bed.

From the sound of this, it seems that Gougou is going to sleep on the floor.

Gong Chi: ...

"I don't want to smell durian in my sleeping room either."

Perhaps it was because the masterpiece of Milk Tea Master Miao was too lethal, Wen Ren Yihuan always felt a strange smell lingering at the tip of his nose, and he decided to wash the Gong Chi puppy who was present at the time as well.

It looks like not only will he have to sleep on the floor, he's going to be kicked out of the house.

Finally, the polite Gong Chi puppy was forced to agree to wash Baibai.

Being in the same bathtub, they were bound to touch each other, and the puppy didn't know where to put its claws.

"Meow, help him, meow... meow..."

The black cat in the blue hat outside the door was more anxious than Gong Chi's puppy. His little face was black and red, and he asked the [Fool] Meow to quickly find a way to help the unlucky owner who had turned into a puppy.

"I want to see the legendary bathtub play..." the black cat in the blue hat whispered.

[Fool] Meow: I know you are anxious, but don’t be anxious yet...

"Brother, I've never begged you for anything in my life..." The black cat in the blue hat cried madly.

The black cat with a pink collar covers its eyes with its tail.

Didn't see it.

"Stop, stop, stop... I'll think of a way, meow..."

Wenren Yihan in the room pried open the front legs of Gongchi's puppy.

"Let me wipe your belly."

"Woof..." Gong Chi turned his back to him and refused.

Wenren Yihan simply picked it up and turned it to face himself. The puppy began to move around, not struggling like before because it didn't want to take a bath, but it was a little panicked.