Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

After sleeping all night, Lorken finally got rid of his fever. But illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread. Once an illness that has been accumulated for a long time breaks out, it is indeed not that easy to fully recover.

When Lorken opened his eyes, the muscle soreness caused by the fever had not faded away. Just moving his hands and feet caused a soreness that was hard to ignore.

How long had he slept?

Lorken blinked his eyes, his thoughts still a little confused, and subconsciously turned his head to look out the window.

The sky was already bright, and the snow had stopped last night. Now the sun was shining through the window into the bedroom, and the light was jumping, making it look furry.

Snow leopards are creatures that live in snowy plateaus. Although snow leopards are not completely snow leopards, they also retain many of the habits of snow leopards.

On the plateau, heat is particularly important to life here, and sunlight is an important way for them to obtain heat.

Therefore, Lorken likes the sun very much, especially in winter, the sun shining on his body feels particularly soft and warm.

Lorken unconsciously squinted his eyes and his ears twitched slightly, as if he had already felt the comfort of the fur wrapped in the sun.

The soft quilt, the warm sunlight, and the peaceful atmosphere were something he hadn't felt in a long time.

Stretching out his hand, the sun jumped onto his palm enthusiastically. Lorken couldn't help but gently clasped his fingers, his eyes were inexplicably startled.

Things that have become luxury goods, even if they are held in the palm of your hand again, still have a sense of unreality, as if they will slip away at any time.

What a big change. He seems to be unable to take these things for granted now.

The bed suddenly trembled and sank slightly.

Lorken turned his head and realized that at some point, Nan Qiao had entered the room and sat next to him.

Seeing her eyes also falling on his hands and the half-naked chest exposed by stretching out his arms, Lorken was startled and quickly retracted his arms under the quilt.

The fever finally subsided and the face became fair again, and suddenly there was a wisp of crimson again.

Being dazzled by the sunshine for a moment, he almost forgot that he was not wearing any clothes. Lorken was secretly annoyed, but at the same time he was a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn't get out of bed directly, otherwise he would really have no cover at all.

As for the fact that Nan Qiao had seen all of him last night, Lorken selectively ignored it.

After all, when you are sick, your mind is not clear and what happens is irrelevant.

I just don’t know...well...how Nan Qiao did it, she could turn him into a human directly.

A magician or something, really powerful. Fortunately, their number is relatively small, and most of them are arrogant and cannot be hired by ordinary people.

Otherwise, Lorken felt that the consequences would still be quite terrible.

He was thinking a lot in his mind, but in real space, only a few seconds had actually passed.

After coughing twice, Lorken took the initiative and said, "Good morning."

Nan Qiao glanced at the clock with the hour hand pointing to the number 11, and smiled slightly: "Good morning."

It seems that it is really getting late, Lorken's cheeks are a little red again, but he can't keep silent now: "...can you give me a piece of clothing?"

After a pause, Lorken looked at Nan Qiao with clear eyes: "Nan..."

After hesitating for two seconds, he changed his title again, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Master?"

"Maybe I should call you that?"

Lorken was a little unsure, but according to the rules of the human world, he was bought by Nan Qiao, and it seemed that he should be called Nan Qiao.

But even though Lorken didn't know much about the human world, this title felt a bit strange to him intuitively.

This seemed to represent more than just an employment relationship, but that was the only explanation in the dictionary, and Lorken had no way of knowing the others.

Nan Qiao was stunned for a moment by his sudden address. Something flashed through her head, which had experienced a lot, but when she met Lorken's clean eyes, she knew that she was overthinking it.

My mind is really full of messy things.

Nan Qiao opened his mouth and smiled helplessly: "It's up to you, you can call me by my name. I don't have so many rules here."

"If you want to maintain your human form, I'll go down and get the clothes for you later."

While talking, Nan Qiao naturally rubbed Lorken's hair. Of course, he would not let go of his ears. He even stroked it with his fingertips with special care.

Sure enough, they are a species favored by God. Big cats even have particularly beautiful ears.

"Well…"

I don’t know how many times my ears have been touched, but the feeling is still as strange as ever.

Lorken trembled and let out a soft cry, his eyes suddenly becoming more panicked. The calm expression on his face was instantly shattered.

"Nan...Nan Qiao, um, can you please stop touching..." The skin on his ears was numb and numb. Lorken grabbed the quilt with his fingers and squeezed it tightly. His voice was a little intermittent, and he begged Nan Qiao for mercy.

She obviously knew that her ears couldn't be touched easily, so why... Uh-huh, Lorken couldn't help but hummed again, and his eyes became a little wet.

"Alas..." Nan Qiao sighed softly, let go of his hand, and then laughed muffledly, "If you can't stand it just by touching your ears, what will you do in the future, huh?"

"Baby, you're too sensitive..."

While smiling, Nan Qiao also brushed his wet eyelashes with her hands, like teasing a cat.

Lorken also didn't understand when he heard Nan Qiao's "ridicule".

Although the ears are indeed a bit fragile, they are not so untouched at ordinary times. It will not be affected even in a fight, but why does Nan Qiao's body immediately soften when he touches it?

There won't be anything wrong with his body, right?

First he was worried, and then, when the strange feeling on his body faded away, Lorken realized another thing belatedly: what Nan Qiao meant by "what to do".

And she called herself...baby.

Lorcan blinked uncomfortably.

With her strength, she wouldn't want him to be a thug, right?

Then... Lorken tightened his fingers and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Nan Qiao took the initiative to end the topic and stood up, "I'll get you some clothes."

A separate small room was opened as a cloakroom in the bedroom. Nan Qiao went to prepare the clothes early this morning. In half a day, men's clothes filled half of the cloakroom.

Nan Qiao casually took two pieces of clothing and walked out of the cloakroom, handing them to Lorken.

Lorken took it and was about to put it on, but——

"Nan Qiao, can you turn around?" Lorken didn't even ask her to go out because he instinctively felt that Nan Qiao wouldn't listen.

"Okay." Nan Qiao turned around obediently, "If you have any questions, you can ask me."

How could it be possible? It's not like he had never worn clothes before.

Lorken complained and picked up his clothes, but as soon as he put on his pants, he realized something was wrong.

What is this belt for? Didn’t he already wear a belt?

Lorken looked at the two black ropes extending from the front of the waistband and was a little confused.

As for Nan Qiao, it was like she had eyes behind her. As soon as Lorken started to have trouble, she said, "How are you doing? Do you need my help?"

Lorken was silent for two seconds: "Turn around."

He had already put on his pants anyway, so it didn't matter if his upper body was exposed.

"What is this for?" Lorken picked up the two straps and gestured to Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao raised her eyebrows lightly: "It's just a little design." The clothes she chose couldn't be that simple.

"Let me do it."

After saying that, Nan Qiao stepped forward, leaned in front of Lorken, and took the two straps.

!

Luol's eyes must have widened a bit because of Nan Qiao's sudden approach, but it was too late to hide.

And here, Nan Qiao has already bent down.

Lorken could feel a little warm air blowing on his lower abdomen, which was...Nan Qiao's breath.

Lorken pursed his lips and couldn't help but tighten the muscles in his waist. His already distinct abdominal muscles instantly became more defined.

Due to the injury, Lorcan's ears and tail cannot be retracted for the time being, and he can only maintain the state of a half-orc.

In order to prevent the belt from compressing his tail, Nan Qiao chose low-waisted pants for him, which just stuck to the pubic bone, where the back groove and hip line meet, the beautiful muscular lower abdomen, the smooth mermaid line... everything was exposed.

As for these two straps, they are of course for good looks. Nan Qiao pulled two ropes around his waist, stuck them on his waist, and finally tied them into a knot behind his back, landing just above the two delicate waist hollows.

The black belt is particularly eye-catching on the fair and smooth skin. As a snow leopard that roams high mountains all year round, Luo Er must have a beautiful waistline, but now that it is pinched by the rope, it looks even more slim and smooth.

And it's also...a little astringent.

In addition, he has a big fluffy tail sticking up behind him.

Tsk…

Nan Qiao squinted his eyes, something flashed in his eyes, but his expression remained serious.

Lorken also glanced down, and then quickly turned his head away. Even looking at this, he felt a little blushing.

It's obviously just two ropes, but humans really like to spend their time on useless things like this.

"Very beautiful." Nan Qiao praised and stood up.

Lorken quickly glanced at Nan Qiao's eyes, which had obviously darkened a lot, and his breathing stagnated for a while, "...thank you."

Nan Qiao chuckled, but the meaning was unclear.

"You're welcome."