Little Tail (Continued)
Wu Jiong, who was rarely home, came over, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and handed him a glass of water. "What happened? You're running like this."
Jian Mo, panting, said, "I'm afraid Qing Kuo will touch my tail."
Wu Jiong's eyes held a question mark, "Hmm?"
Jian Mo recounted what had just happened, showing Wu Jiong his claws. "When I first showed my claws, my tail popped out too."
Wu Jiong looked at his buttocks. "Can I see?"
Jian Mo a little embarrassed. "I can, but it's broad daylight—"
Wu Jiong: "The light is better during the day."
That makes sense. Jian Mo turned around and walked upstairs first. "Come on, let's go back to the room and I'll show you."
Wu Jiong followed him upstairs, his eyes unable to resist glancing at his buttocks. He could now see a small bulge under the fabric, which appeared to be at the tailbone.
Wu Jiong's eyes involuntarily turned deep and unfathomable.
Jian Mo returned to her room, making sure to close the door before saying, "It seems a little sensitive, be gentle."
As he spoke, Jian Mo pulled down her pants, revealing her tailbone.
It was a tiny cat tail, and although it had just grown out, it already had long fur on it, making it look like a ball of fur.
Wu Jiong reached out and touched it; the cat's fur was very soft and smooth to the touch.
Jian Mo was already mentally prepared, but when he made his move, he still jumped back in surprise, instinctively twitching and flicking Wu Jiong's palm with his cat tail.
Wu Jiong was fine, but Jian Mo was in so much pain that her eyes were filled with tears.
Wu Jiong gently reached out and pressed down on Jian Mo's tail. "The little tail is quite fragile, don't move it, let me take a look."
Jian Mo gritted her teeth and hissed, "Hiss, it feels like I bumped into something."
Wu Jiong: "It should get better after a while."
After he released his tail, Jian Mo gently shook it. "Hopefully, it's a bit congested now, and I don't think I can retract it."
Wu Jiong: "Then we'll collect it later."
Wu Jiong stared at Jian Mo's tail and said, "Your beast form might be a long-haired spirit cat."
Jian Mo: "Like Qing Kuo?"
Wu Jiong: "It might be a bit longer than Qing Kuo's fur. It already looks quite long now, and it should grow even longer in a while."
Jian Mo turned to look at her tail. "I wonder if it will grow into a whisk?"
Wu Jiong asked what a whisk was, Jian Mo explained it to him.
Wu Jiong said seriously that it was unlikely. Long-haired cats do have long fur, but not to that extent.
Jian Mo's tail was showing, and she couldn't retract it for the time being, so she had no choice but to stay indoors.
It wasn't strange that the orcs had exposed their beast-like parts, but Jian Mo still felt uneasy, with a strange sense of shame.
Wu Jiong told Jian Mo to rest at home for a while, then took a basket and went to the vegetable garden to cut the grass that Jiujiu wanted to eat, and also picked some vegetables.
After the two had dinner and showered, Jian Mo's tail was finally able to be reined in.
Unfortunately, his animal ears are still limp and sticking out of his head, with little hope of them going back down for the time being.
The newly grown tail was quite amusing; the two played with it until midnight.
The next day, when Jian Mo woke up, the sun was already up, and sunlight bathed the mountains and fields.
Jian Mo, wrapped in a blanket, looked out the window at the sunlight. The village seemed very quiet, probably because most people had gone out hunting or gathering.
He didn't want to get out of bed or do any work, so he just rolled around in bed.
After rolling around for a while, Wu Jiong came upstairs. "Do you want to eat breakfast before you sleep? I made noodles."
Jian Mo lay on her side in bed looking at him. "I can't sleep."
Wu Jiong came over and kissed Jian Mo: "Then get up, let's go out for a walk later."
Jian Mo: "I'm so tired, I don't want to move."
Wu Jiong: "I'll transform back into my beast form and carry you out for a stroll."
Jian Mo thought about it and felt that she really needed to go out and get some sun, so she stretched out her arms.
Wu Jiong tacitly took Jian Mo's hand, helped him up, and gave him clothes and shoes, waiting for him to put them on.
As they went downstairs, Jian Mo glanced at the sunlight outside and suddenly said, "How about we go up the mountain to see Ji Xun and Mo A? We haven't visited them even once since they settled in."
Wu Jiong: "Okay."
Jian Mo: "Let's go, let's eat quickly. Later, we'll take my first-aid kit and go up the mountain."
After breakfast, Wu Jiong transformed into a giant wolf and set off carrying Jian Mo on his back.
The sun was shining brightly outside, but the wind was cool, and it felt very refreshing on my skin.
The giant wolf ran against the wind, its steps light and agile.
Jian Mo hugged his neck and looked to both sides, in a good mood.
The giant wolf carried Jian Mo on its back and ran all the way up the mountain. There they saw that Mo A was also in beast form, transformed into a giant panda with its back to them, its buttocks pressed against a piece of wood.
Ji Xun took a saw-like tool and began sawing the wood, stroke by stroke.
The giant panda held the wood firmly down, preventing it from rolling at all. Ji Xun sawed quickly and easily, cutting a section in just a few strokes.
He patted the panda's leg and said something.
The giant panda grinned, revealing a smile.
Jian Mo, seeing this heartwarming scene, didn't want to disturb them.
The giant panda and Ji Xun quickly heard the noise and turned their heads in unison.
Ji Xun waved and greeted them, "What brings you all here?"
Jian Mo: "The weather's nice, we wanted to come up the mountain for fun, and we can also give you a check-up."
Ji Xun smiled and said, "Thank you so much, please come and have some tea."
Ji Xun and Mo A put down the half-saved wood and led them inside for tea.
Ji Xun: "We recently found several kinds of leaves that taste good, and we've made them into tea. Try them and see if you like them."
Jian Mo: "Your judgment is definitely spot on."
Ji Xun smiled and picked up the water jug from the fire pit, "The tea is ready, but it's a bit strong."