When Qin Hanshu's hand scratched its forehead, the tiger felt so comfortable that its fur stood on end, and its head involuntarily tilted back, rubbing against Qin Hanshu's hand and letting out a sweet "meow" that was completely different from before.

Soon, as if realizing its worthlessness, it shrank back, trying to escape the "claws" that made the cat tremble with pleasure!

But with its entire body trapped in the "devil's claws," where could it escape to?

So it had no choice but to use all four paws to tightly hold Qin Hanshu's fingers and bite them with a "whoosh".

The biting motion was merely a deterrent; it wasn't used force. After all, Qin Hanshu was its owner!

I just hope this woman will be smart enough to remove her claws!

Qin Hanshu thought she was being teased, so she teased her even more excessively, not even sparing her belly!

Fortunately, Qin Hanshu was still thinking about giving the little tiger a bath, so she quickly let go of it.

After bringing the tiger cub into the space and washing it clean, Qin Hanshu made a nest for it in the woodpile of the cave dwelling.

Next, she soaked the peach crisps in water until they softened and fed some to the little tiger.

The little tiger ate ferociously, almost burying its entire head in the bowl, eating like a bulldozer shoveling dirt...

But she couldn't let it eat peach shortbread all the time. Qin Hanshu thought, cats probably like to eat fish, right? Could she get some fish fry to raise in her space?

Since there were no fish available, Qin Hanshu picked some fairy fruits from her spatial storage to feed the little tiger.

Whether it was due to the effects of the magic fruit or not, after a few days, the tiger cub's fur became slicker and brighter, and its flesh became a bit thicker.

It shouldn't be long before it gets strong enough to catch mice!

After settling the tiger cub in, Qin Hanshu checked the space monitoring system.

She set up an anchor point in front of her cave dwelling to keep an eye on Liao Yujie. However, when she looked, Liao Yujie didn't seem to be behaving strangely. On the contrary, Zhao Ru had been in front of her cave dwelling a few days ago, peeking into the window.

The window was covered by dark curtains, so she couldn't see what was inside. But her furtive movements and the fleeting resentment on her face were clearly recorded by the space.