Texas please kill me

"...Relax, Vic." Texas looked down at his pajamas, which were dripping wet. "Don't move your tail, my clothes are wet."

...I would have taken off my clothes if I knew it.

"...Sorry, Cellinina." Volper's voice was no longer as elegant as usual, and the tension and discomfort in the tone could be clearly heard. "I'm not used to..."

"I know." Texas responded, and his beating heart slowed down slightly. "So, when I'm around in the future, I'll wash your tail to help you adapt as soon as possible. Of course..."

Her words paused, and she felt her cheeks and ears starting to heat up.

"Of course, so do I."

Volume 143: Give Me a New Life: Chapter 75 Chapter [-] The Fa can be rectified on the spot at any time

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Inner Ring of Longmen, Penguin Logistics Apartment - [-]th floor.

For races with fur-covered ears and tails like Ruper and Volper, cleaning themselves, or cleaning their tails, has always been an extremely cumbersome and huge project.

Of course, if you don't care about whether your hair is smooth, whether you look comfortable, or your appearance, you can indeed reduce the number of times you need to clean your tail.

However, for races such as Luper, Volper, Pero, and Ferrin, if the hair is not in good condition and personal cleanliness and hygiene are not paid attention to, it is easy to cause some skin problems that are difficult to cure like tarsal maggots sick.

As long as it is a normal person, it is difficult to accept the torture of skin diseases, so this kind of race generally pays great attention to their personal hygiene.

Take Vic as an example, if there are no accidents and conditions, then he will wash and care for his tail every two to three days, which is about the same frequency as he washes his hair.

——Because washing your hair also means washing your ears.

Unless you are suffering from pathological cleanliness symptoms, almost no one is willing to spend a lot of effort cleaning their tail every day.

Even people like Vic and Dexa, who do cleaning and nursing every two to three days, can be regarded as very self-conscious and living a very "delicate" life.

Texas squeezed the hair conditioner into his palms, rubbed his hands together twice, then gently stroked Volper's white fox tail, and rubbed it on the white and smooth hair.

Volper's tail is longer than Ruper's, and looks a little thicker and fluffier.

This also means that if you want to care for a Walper's tail, it takes a little more effort than nursing a Ruper's tail.

The hair conditioner is evenly applied on the white fox tail hair, and the water flow is washed down again.

Texas looked at the results of his work and nodded with satisfaction in his heart.

"Okay, Vic." She looked at Volper, whose back was facing her motionless, and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Shouldn't you fall asleep here?"

"..." Vic was silent for a moment. "Celinina, I wonder if there is a possibility that..."

He looked down at the white towel around his waist.

"That's right, I'm only wearing a short towel around me now?"

There was no sound behind me.

Behind Volper, Texas glanced at himself in the glasses with expressionless but reddish cheeks, stood up, reached out and pinched the pointed fox ears on Volper's head. @ Bar Bass

"And your ears, Vic, do you want me to wash them for you?"

Blunt topic change technique.

But it works.

Volper froze, and subconsciously leaned forward to let his fox ears escape from the clutches of the wolf's claws behind him, shaking his ears on top of his head.

"I have already washed my ears, Cellinina, there is no need to wash them again."

"Then I'm going out." Texas replied nonchalantly, and glanced at the white-haired Volper who was still facing away from him. "When you come out, I'll blow your tail for you."

boom--

The bathroom door was opened and closed.

Texas closed the bathroom door, squatted at the door of the bathroom, buried his rapidly heating cheeks in his arms, and seemed to be screaming silently.

Woo.

Cellina...

What stupid things did you say just now!

Fortunately, Vic didn't know whether he didn't react or was a little nervous, but he didn't think of taking this opportunity to tease himself...

She took a deep breath, got up and turned on the faucet of the sink, took a handful of cold water and applied it to her face.

Calm down, Cellina, calm down...

Only when you calm down can you take the initiative. It is up to you to decide which fox you want to sleep or "sleep"...

call.

Texas let out a foul breath, put his hands on the side of the sink, and looked at himself in the mirror with red cheeks and earlobes.

You can't show cowardice in front of that dead fox...

He must have been nervous too.

Whoever shows cowardice first loses!

Texas looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly realized a very important question.

so tonight...

Is it simply sleeping, or simply "sleeping"?

I thought Vic would be more interested in flirting and "sleeping" with himself on a well-planned formal night...

But he actually asked himself to go into the bathroom to wash his tail just now?

So is it because he can't wait anymore, or is he trying to test his attitude...?

Do you want to ask him directly?

As soon as the dangerous thought came to his head, Texas shook his head violently.

no, no...

Let's not talk about how to ask about this kind of thing.

It would be bad if I blushed and my heart beat when I was asking, and if that dead fox seized the opportunity when I was showing timidity.

In this case...

Then it's better to stay the same.

Texas has a program of action for tonight.

Be adaptable.

Anyway, that fox will definitely try to test her first.

She only needs to see his true thoughts clearly when he tries to make a move, and then decide whether to counterattack or let nature take its course.

Anyway, he definitely can't beat her now.

A white-haired little fox with no resistance...

As long as she wants, she can put Vic in a certain place at any time and directly execute Fa on the spot!

click -

On the side, the bathroom door opened, and moist and warm water came out. The white-haired Volper was wearing white and thin pajamas, the fox ears on the top of his head and the tail behind him were wet, hanging down listlessly.

Before Texas could speak, Vic took the initiative to sit on the slightly higher stool, waiting for Texas to blow his tail.

— and probably hair.

The slight wind noise of the hair dryer rang out, and the comfortable warm air blew across Volper's wet foxtail, fluffing up the dripping hair.

......

pm11: 27.

Texas looked at the fluffy and white fox tail like cotton candy in front of him, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back, he reached out and touched it.

"... Cellina?"

"Don't move." Texas' voice was cold. "I'll see if it's dry."

"Oh..." Vic responded, feeling someone's palm stroking his tail, feeling a little unaccustomed to it, and the fox tail subconsciously swayed slightly behind him.

"Stay still, Vic."

A cold voice came from behind, and a hand touched and held the base of the tail.

Vic stiffened and his tail straightened.

Holding the foxtail in his hand, he slid it from the root all the way down to the tip of the tail, and rubbed it a little bit reluctantly before completely letting go.

As soon as Vic breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a cool and slender palm touch the fox ears on the top of his head again.

"Celina..."

"Let me help you see if your ears are dry." Dexas said sternly.

Volume 144: Give Me a New Life: Chapter 76 Chapter [-] Cellinina's 'Interest Collection'

NJ skirt 6 shower [-] ② three private bus.ba Division

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Inner Ring of Longmen, Penguin Logistics Apartment - [-]th floor.

The white-haired Walper sat obediently on the stool. Behind him, the dark blue-haired Luper was gently kneading the tips of the white fox ears on his head.

"Celinina...you have ears yourself, don't you?" Vic said stiffly. "My ears and your ears...is there any big difference?"

"The difference is quite big." Dexus heard the hidden meaning of Vic's telling her to let go, and let go of his hand with some reluctance. "Your ears feel good to the touch, and so does the tail..."

Texas glanced at the slightly wagging fox tail behind Volper with some eagerness to move.

As expected, Vic's ears and tail feel really good...

The tail looks like cotton candy, but it feels fluffier and softer than cotton candy, and the hair is smooth, which makes people love it when they touch it.

How had she not noticed before that Vic's tail felt so good to the touch?

Oh, she didn't dare to touch it before, and the only time she had contact with Vic's tail was two years ago, during the time in the wilderness of Syracuse, the winter night was cold, and after Vic made a fire, it would be on her Cover her with its tail when resting.

The only two times she touched Vic's tail that time was...

Hand brushed Vic's tail hair twice.

She kept the two bundles of fox fur in her pocket and never lost them. Later, she took the time to weave them into a bracelet, and she put them in the dark red wooden box that Vic gave her, for fear of wearing the handle. It was broken, so I never dared to take it out and wear it.

Only occasionally at night when I think of a certain white-haired fox, will I take it out together with the ring on my hand to have a look, so that I don't forget that there was a fox that fell in love with and killed me.

It's better now...

You can pull as much fox fur as you want, anyway, with so much hair on Vic's body, he doesn't have to worry about being bald by himself.

No need to look at those objects anymore.

After all, the "person" who thinks is right beside me, right in front of me, and I can see him whenever I want.

Texas thought, and walked into the bedroom with Vic who got up.

The two stood by the bed, looked at each other subconsciously, and didn't move.

"So... Cellinina, do you want to sleep by the door or by the window?" Vik spoke first, breaking the silence.

Texas raised his brows, and without any hesitation, he pushed Vic down on the bed, and looked down at the white-haired Volper condescendingly:

"I want to sleep next to you."

The orange pupils and the crimson pupils looked at each other.