Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH69

Chapter 69

“Xiao Tu, your tail is actually this long?!” Tang Rong was stunned too.

He had touched the little rabbit’s tail before and had originally thought it was just a tiny little puffball. He had never expected it could actually be pulled out.

The little lop-eared rabbit glanced at the little tail being held in the little snow leopard’s mouth. Having grown up surrounded by rabbits, it had never really paid attention to this before, because rabbit tails were almost all like this.

But after being reminded like this, it also realized that its own tail could actually be stretched this long and could even curl up into a little ball.

The little snow leopard suddenly let go, and the little white tail immediately retracted like a tape measure, disguising itself once again as an adorable fluffy little ball.

Seeing this, Tang Rong reached out with a small hand and pulled the little tail back out again.

A few seconds later, Tang Rong let go, and the little tail shrank back again.

Pull out, let go, retract…

Pull out again, let go again, retract again…

Tang Rong played with it happily for quite a long time.

It was way too fun!

The little lop-eared rabbit was very happy that its tail was liked this much by little Rong, so it indulgently let him do whatever he wanted.

At the side, the little snow leopard’s icy blue eyes narrowed slightly.

Originally, it had meant to bite the rabbit’s tail to remind the other party to get out of little Rong’s arms. But not only had it failed to achieve that goal, it had instead made little Rong cling to it even more.

It admitted that rabbit tails really were pretty fun, but it still felt upset inside.

A few seconds later, an idea struck the little snow leopard, and it curled up its own tail too.

But the little snow leopard’s tail was far too long. Once curled up, it couldn’t disguise itself as an adorable fluffy ball the way the rabbit’s tail could. Instead, it looked more like a snail shell, not cute at all.

The little snow leopard quickly uncurled its tail again, afraid anyone would notice. It suddenly remembered an idiom it had once seen in a book—Dong Shi imitating Xi Shi.

The little snow leopard’s mood worsened further.

“Meowu.” The little snow leopard decided it would directly snatch back the place that had originally belonged to it, along with the little cub’s exclusive attention.

Just then, Bai Grandma suddenly returned carrying something.

Seeing this, the butler hurried over to help her.

Together, the two of them placed the large object in front of the white projection screen used for watching TV in the living room and plugged it in.

The little cub, the little lop-eared rabbit, and the little snow leopard were all immediately drawn to it.

The moment the two adults looked up, they met three adorable pairs of eyes.

With a smile, Bai Grandma said, “This is Xiao Tu’s favorite toy. He’s always competing in dance battles on it with his older brothers and sisters.”

A dance battle?

The little snow leopard’s ears shot upright at once, instantly interested.

Bai Grandma said, “Do you want to try it?”

“Meow.” The little snow leopard directly bit the little lop-eared rabbit by the scruff out of Tang Rong’s arms and, with a light leap, carried it over onto the toy—something it had learned from the little nine-tailed fox.

This should be some kind of arena, made up of many little square panels that could be stepped on. It felt nice under the paws, and the material was special enough that it wasn’t easy to damage.

The little snow leopard let go and set down the little lop-eared rabbit, then lifted a paw and patted the somewhat dazed rabbit ears.

Come on, let’s fight!

The little lop-eared rabbit finally understood and its eyes lit up.

It had never expected Little Han-brother to like dancing too!

The little lop-eared rabbit immediately hurried to the edge of the dance machine, tapped a few buttons quickly with its paws, and turned it on. At the same time, matching visuals and sounds appeared on the screen in front of them.

A trace of confusion flashed through the little snow leopard’s eyes, and its long tail swished quickly.

Why did a fight need atmosphere music too? So weird.

About a minute later, music started, and all sorts of arrow icons began moving across the screen.

Following the arrows, the little lop-eared rabbit started hopping back and forth over the square panels on its side, stomping them until they made sharp pap pap sounds.

Every time it stepped on the correct panel, the arrow on the screen changed from an empty star to a solid one, and the score in the upper right corner increased along with it.

Bai Tu’s mother worked in mechanical engineering and construction, and the company under her name had produced quite a number of powerful spacecraft and mecha. This dance machine had been specially customized just for the little lop-eared rabbit. The materials were special enough that no matter how hard it jumped, it wouldn’t break. The panels had also been designed with excellent shock absorption and sound dampening, so even when stepped on hard, they wouldn’t be loud enough to drown out the music.

The little snow leopard went completely blank.

Wasn’t this supposed to be a fight??

How—how had it turned into dancing??

Could it be… this was actually a dance battle???

The little snow leopard was suddenly miserable.

It had absolutely no interest in dancing. It had never danced before. What it had wanted was a contest of strength, the kind of thing it was best at, the kind of thing that would definitely make little Rong think it was amazing.

It did not want to dance.

Tang Rong also curiously came over to the dance machine, looked at the screen, then at the rabbit who kept hopping nonstop.

Seeing this, the butler began explaining the rules to him—and also, in effect, to the little snow leopard, who still hadn’t moved at all.

This kind of dance machine was very simple to play: you stepped into the square corresponding to the arrow on the screen to earn points.

The speed of the arrows and the complexity of the patterns were both a real test of reaction speed. For children this age, it was actually a pretty good form of exercise and training.

Tang Rong said, “It looks really fun.”

His gaze landed on the little snow leopard, who still hadn’t made any move, and he encouraged him. “Baby, do your best! Beat Xiao Tu!”

Even now, he still reflexively called the little snow leopard baby, and by now the little snow leopard was already used to it.

Hearing that, the little snow leopard lifted its head and looked at the score. It had 0, while the little lop-eared rabbit was already over 1000.

Instantly, the little snow leopard was fired up. It tentatively stretched out one paw and pressed the upward arrow square.

Score +30.

The little snow leopard quickly pressed the right arrow next.

Score +30.

Gradually, it discovered that the arrows moved far too fast. Just using its paws to tap the panels wasn’t enough time. If it didn’t hurry up, it really would never catch up.

The little snow leopard also began hopping around like the little lop-eared rabbit, leaping onto the squares corresponding to the arrows. Its long tail lifted slightly, helping it maintain excellent balance throughout the rapid movements, and every now and then it even helped strike a panel behind it.

Although it still lost that round in the end, at least it hadn’t lost too disgracefully.

“Meowu.” The little snow leopard patted the dance machine with a paw, urging for the next round.

It would definitely win the next one.

The little lop-eared rabbit cheerfully chose another song and began a new match.

This second round, the little snow leopard finally won. Although it only won by a few dozen points, a few dozen points still counted as a win.

The little snow leopard proudly lifted its head, only to be picked up by the little cub, cuddled in his arms, and praised enthusiastically. But before it could bask in that pride for too long, the little cub handed it over to butler Uncle at the side.

“My turn.” Tang Rong kicked off his shoes excitedly and climbed onto the dance machine.

The little snow leopard curled up in butler Uncle’s arms and watched as the little cub scrambled around to the music, stepping here and there in flustered confusion. Several times he stepped on the wrong squares and got no points at all.

For a highly gifted spirit form, this kind of speed wasn’t a big deal. But for a four-year-old little cub, it was already somewhat difficult.

Even so, Tang Rong didn’t have any negative emotions about it. He just thought bouncing and jumping around was really fun. It didn’t matter if he didn’t score. He could take it slow.

A four-year-old little cub also couldn’t match the stamina of spirit forms. After two or three songs, Tang Rong was already too tired to keep going and collapsed onto the sofa to drink water.

The little snow leopard then took over his place and continued PKing with the little lop-eared rabbit.

Holding his water cup, Tang Rong sipped from it in small mouthfuls while watching the two fluffies jumping back and forth on the dance machine. His heart went all soft. He opened his optical brain and took some photos and videos as keepsakes.

…

And so the two fluffies danced tirelessly all the way until lunchtime.

The restaurant Bai Grandma had arranged in advance also delivered lunch.

The little snow leopard and the little lop-eared rabbit both went back to their rooms to shift into human form and put on clothes, then came back and enjoyed the sumptuous lunch together with Tang Rong, who was already sitting obediently at the dining table.

Quite a few of the dishes contained carrots, which, according to rumor, Bai Tu had grown himself. Last night he had pulled them all up, sending part of them to the restaurant so the chefs there could cook them into delicious dishes.

They did taste very good.

After lunch, looking at Shen Muhan and Bai Tu now back in human form, Tang Rong suddenly felt that itch in his heart again as he remembered the cute appearances of the two fluffies from not long ago.

There was no helping it. Most of the time in virtual space, the three of them were together in human form. Situations where he got to snuggle the little snow leopard and the little lop-eared rabbit were much rarer.

But they had already changed back into human form now, and making them turn back into fluffies again felt like too much trouble.

“What’s wrong, little Rong?” Bai Tu was naturally sensitive, so he noticed the slightest oddness in Tang Rong immediately.

Tang Rong froze for a moment, pressed his lips together, and said softly, “It’s just… I still want to pet the little rabbit.”

He and Little Han-brother were closer, so Little Han-brother would definitely be willing to turn back into the little snow leopard.

But he wasn’t sure whether Bai Tu would find it troublesome.

Bai Tu’s eyes lit up. “Little Rong really likes the little rabbit that much?”

Tang Rong nodded.

Bai Tu said, “Wait a second.”

Then Bai Tu immediately opened his optical brain and called his relatives in his contacts list one by one.

“Hello? Do you want to come over to my house and play?”

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