"Damn it." Fang Rong flung his hand away. "I'm not serving you anymore. You have too many problems."
Fang Hua quickly grabbed his hand, "It's not hot anymore, you can continue."
"real?"
"Um."
Fang Rong looked at him suspiciously, then squatted down and continued washing him.
As a feline, the tail is used to control the body and direction. Fang Hua's tail is always tucked into his pants and can't be stretched out, no wonder he always gets lost and is terrible with directions.
As the shampoo was applied, Fang Hua jerked again, and the tail involuntarily wrapped around his wrist, tightening its grip. Fang Rong slapped him on the back, saying, "Relax, it's not like I'm going to kill you."
He noticed that Fang Hua's tail was very sensitive, almost like a vital point; it would go soft when touched and would automatically be touched when he lay down.
It also likes to expose its belly, which is said to be a gesture of submission from animals to humans. It seems this guy has submitted to him for a long time.
The fur on its tail shrank immediately after getting wet, making it look thin and small. I don't know where it got such strength, but it made his hands red from the pressure.
However, just like the legendary figure himself, despite being so thin and seemingly weak, he possessed a terrifying hidden power within his body, making him appear female without careful observation.
Of course, it's also because human senses aren't very sensitive. Fang Rong noticed this when he was in the military region. Those who could transform into beasts generally respected him. Perhaps they sensed the terrifying power within him and considered him a strong person, so they admired him from the bottom of their hearts.
The Great Sage was forced to fight him at that time, as he was already in a difficult situation.
He's incredibly impressive to others, even in the most difficult situations, like the Supreme Arena. The feeling he gives to others is completely different from the feeling he gives to him.
So why do I wilted as soon as I was in front of him?
To put it simply, he's a tiger in front of others, but a cat in front of this person, and needs to be petted and stroked in every way possible.
The tail fluffed up as soon as it was put in the water, and it looked quite pretty. But when it was taken out, it curled up into a small ball, only about the thickness of three fingers.
Halfway through washing, Fang Hua suddenly complained that he needed to use the toilet. Fang Rong helped him to the toilet and sat down. He was quick, but there seemed to be a strange smell in the bathroom.
Fang Rong pinched her nose as much as possible, urging him to hurry up.
"Alright, alright." Fang Hua finished cooking, but instead of rushing down immediately, he leaned over to smell it, only to be overwhelmed by the stench.
Fang Rong slapped him across the face. "Are you a dog? You stink so badly, why don't you smell it yourself?"
Fang Hua didn't care and continued to slowly wipe his butt and put on his pants.
The smell in the room was too strong, so Fang Rong quickly cleaned it three times until all the foam was rinsed off before wiping it dry with a towel, blowing it dry, and finally hanging it by the bed to air dry.
Throughout the process, Fang Hua was as soft as mud, occasionally wagging her tail, circling and then letting go, circling again, looking like she had been wronged, like a timid little wife.
"What are you complaining about?" Fang Rong, whose face was covered in water, slapped him. "I'm the one who should be feeling wronged, okay?"
This guy sheds feathers, and they got all over his mouth.
"By the way, Qixi Festival is in a few days. What kind of gift do you want?" Qixi Festival is usually not a holiday for him, but he's following the trend this year.
"Huh?" Fang Hua was taken aback. He had only been released for a little over a year, and he had been frantically catching up on his homework and daily routines. He had no idea about Qixi Festival. "What is Qixi Festival?"
"Enough with the nonsense." Fang Rong said somewhat embarrassedly, "Just say what you want, or don't worry about it."
"think."
What do you want?
"Milk-flavored lollipops."
"..." With such low expectations, what about aspirations?
"Change to another one, you can have a bigger one."
"Then I want to hug a teddy bear and wear pink clothes."
"Are you a teenage girl?" She wanted to hug the teddy bear too. "Let's get another one."
"Hmm..." Fang Hua thought for a moment, "I want a stack of underwear with holes."
"..." Didn't we just buy one last week? "Change it."
No, this won't work, no, Fang Hua really couldn't think of anything, but he suddenly remembered seeing something online before: custom-made undressing towels.
It's that kind of image where someone is wearing clothes, but after soaking it in hot water, it transforms into someone undressed, and you can even partially undress them. If Fang Rong were also like that…
"What are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so lewdly?"
Fang Hua turned on his personal terminal and found the towel he had kept hidden away. "Can I have this?"
The towel has several example pictures, all of which depict beautiful women from ancient times, each one elegant and graceful, and there are also instructions for use below.
Fang Rong pulled it down to take a look. This towel was quite creative; it would take off its clothes as soon as it came into contact with hot water, leaving the towel completely naked.
Men, you know, they all have those kinds of thoughts to some extent. Since they can't see it anyway, it doesn't seem like a big deal to fantasize about it. Fang Rong considered it for a moment and agreed, "Then let's go with this one."
"Really?" Fang Hua's eyes widened, her face filled with surprise. "You really bought it for me?"
"Hmm." Anyway, it's not much money, only twenty or thirty yuan. I can buy another gift as a surprise for him.
"Then I'll take yours; this can be made to order."
"..." Fang Rong's face flushed red instantly. "You wish."
Although he refused, he kept it in mind and decided that if he really couldn't find a gift, this would do.
Giving gifts can be quite troublesome. You can't give this or that. You can't give most useful daily necessities, and other gifts are useless. Fang Rong has all sorts of worries.
He's a practical person, and I always feel it's a waste to ask him to buy a chocolate. It's so expensive and not practical, what's the point of buying it?
It was still bitter after a few bites.
Actually, he wanted to give shampoo and shower gel as gifts, so that both of them could use them and they could last a long time. But would that still be a Qixi Festival gift?
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