Marisu lives next door to the interstellar world [Quick travel]

Different from the luxury next door, Bast's home is more concise and elegant, with simple and white decoration, a large and comfortable sofa, a small bar, and a floor-to-ceiling window with good lighting.

After locking the door, Best, who was awakened from drowsiness, shrank skillfully on the sofa, and then turned his head and frowned at the Zerg boss who was carried back by him.

Borg was also a little caught off guard by Best's sudden suddenness. He pushed his glasses, and his face remained calm.

After entering the door, Berger was still more curious about the Best family.Although the two rooms are only separated by a wall, they give people two completely different feelings.Although the place looks simple, generous and comfortable, it would be deserted if there is only one person living in this big house.

Borg looked around, and then stood in front of Best, "You've been living alone?"

Counting it, it was only two days since Berg knew Best. Before that, he had never noticed whether there was a werewolf living next door.

Their community is somewhat special, and the people living here are more or less secretive, just like the few of them.

"Well, I have always lived separately from my parents." Best didn't think it was a problem.

Best's magnanimity made Borg's heart sink, and he was vaguely uncomfortable.

Borg didn't speak, he sat down opposite Best.

Best looked young, and Borg didn't know what his parents thought to let their children live alone and go to school alone.But he is not qualified to say these words, because he has always been alone and does not know who his parents are and has no children. Before that, he had never even had a lover.

Borg hadn't paid much attention to the werewolf race before, so he didn't know much about Best, but now looking at Best, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If he knew better, he could say something to distract Best without having to face the uncomfortable silence.

From the perspective of Borg, who is fully focused on his career, even if Best doesn't show it, he still cares about it.

Best didn't know what Borg was thinking. After staring at the Zerg for a while, he said, "You have a bad relationship with Caesar?"

There are a lot of interstellar rumors about this point, and Best didn't believe it before, but after the previous experience, he had to believe it.

"No." Borg pushed his glasses.

"Then you guys often fight?" Best asked again.

"Fight?" Borg seemed a little surprised, with slightly puzzled eyes behind his thin gold-rimmed glasses, "Don't believe those rumors. The reason why rumors are rumors is because they are groundless."

"Oh." Best nodded half-understanding, and after thinking for a while, he asked again: "Then what kind of character is Caesar?"

Whether it is in front of the screen or behind the screen, Nishizawa gives people the impression of a gentle and intellectual character. It is really hard to imagine that he will fight with others.

Best was wondering, his eyes were full of gossip, but Borg's heart sank as the two talked.

"You like him very much?" Borg opened his thin lips lightly, but in the end he only uttered this sentence.

I can't tell how I feel in my heart, Borg only knows that he doesn't like this, he doesn't want to see the sparkle in Best's eyes because of others, and he doesn't like to hear other people's names appearing in Best's mouth.Even if it's because he let that person into Best's eyes, that's not okay.

Borg turned his watch, his eyes were a little cold.

"Just curious." Best said honestly, such a character, people can't help but be curious.

Best's words made Borg feel better. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "He is a very capable person, but occasionally his personality is a little too aggressive."

The Borg company has three-figure artists, and Nishizawa is undoubtedly the most valuable among them, but even so, Borg is not special to him, and his attention is limited to the company's attention and care for its artists.So Best suddenly asked him what Caesar's personality was, and Berger didn't know how to talk about it.

"Occasionally?" Best tilted his head suspiciously. After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure out why the two of them fought, and Best stopped asking questions and continued thinking.

He shook his head, waved these things out of his mind, and then said, "Don't go back tonight."

Borg's heart skipped a beat.

Best stood up at this moment, he went upstairs and walked to the bedroom.

Seeing this, Borg turned his wrist silently again, and saw that Best on the second floor entered and left the door for him, his heart beat a little faster involuntarily.

The heart that had been sinking because of Caesar's topic was now suspended by Best's actions, and the difference between ups and downs made Borg's hands and feet numb.

In an instant, Borg stood up instinctively.

Looking at the half-open door, Borg usually likes to twitch his mouth into a shallow arc, with a bit of playfulness and excitement.

After so many years, Borg has encountered many similar situations. There are people of all kinds/races who leave him the door and keys, and there are not a few outstanding ones, but only those who really arouse his interest this one.

He followed Best upstairs to the bedroom with the door ajar.

He walked very slowly and lightly. Every time he stepped on a step, he couldn't help but get more excited. He was like a nervous girl dressed up for an appointment.Realizing that he compared himself to an ignorant and ignorant girl, the arc of Borg's mouth couldn't help but curl up a little bit.

It has to be said that Best's method is a bit clumsy, and no one uses this hesitating and hesitating method in the scripts of TV movies nowadays.

But so what?

he likes!

Yes, Borg knew, he liked it.

Even if it's just such a clumsy and old-fashioned little trick, he likes it.It can even be said that as long as it is this person's method, he has no reason not to like it.

The stairs are not long, but it took Borg a long time to walk. Every time he took a step, Borg couldn't help his heart beat faster, and the smile on his face also increased. He relaxed his body and wholeheartedly enjoyed the A kind of excitement of getting closer and a little anticipation of unwrapping the present.

On the second floor, Borg stopped. He raised his slender and strong fingers, took off his suit jacket, and put it casually on the armrest.

Best's half-closed door was near the stairs on the second floor. Berg took off his clothes and walked over. On the way, he unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt and the two buttons on it.

But even though he had already been mentally prepared, when Borg really stood in front of the half-closed door, he couldn't help but feel a palpitation. His blood was already boiling, and he even noticed that his mouth was dry. Some parts of the body are as bad as those of a young boy who has only just grown up.

The moment his fingertips touched the door, Borg made an oath in his heart, no matter how long the two of them will be in the future, as long as this person is willing to stay by his side for a day, he will definitely do his best to treat him ...

Borg knew that he was a little young at the moment, but he felt the solemnity of the oath.

Although he can't cover the sky with one hand, he is also a person who controls everything in the palm of his hand and is used to giving orders and saying nothing. Before today, he never thought that this kind of ridiculous childish oath would be made by himself. If someone told him that he would One day he will laugh out loud.But what he didn't expect was that he would fall into the Tao so easily, and still be so deeply involved.

and……

Now I'm afraid that no matter what purpose the other party approaches him, he can only accept it together. Who let his body put this person on the apex of his heart without his consent?

Pushing open the door, Borg looked up, seeing a beige.

The next moment, a big white soft thing was stuffed into his arms.It was a quilt, milky white.

"This is for you." Best stuffed the quilt to Borg, then squeezed out the bedroom door from the other side of the quilt with his tail between his legs and came to the corridor. He pointed to the hall downstairs, and softly said wearily. : "You sleep on the sofa tonight."

After finishing speaking, Best squeezed his tail between his legs and squeezed into the bedroom from the other side of the quilt. When he entered the door, Best couldn't help but yawned when he was full. He looked up without looking back. With his bare feet, he hooked his white jade-like toes out of thin air, hooked the door frame, and moved behind him skillfully.

"bump!"

The door was closed in front of Borg.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Borg took a step forward, the soft cotton in his arms hit the door and bounced back, making him stagger, then he awkwardly turned sideways with the cotton in his arms to see what was still left just now. The cracked door.

Borg, who was hugging the blanket that was caught off guard, had messy hair, and his glasses, which were scrupulously worn on his face, had already been knocked crooked by the blanket, and now they were hanging obliquely.

The moment he saw the closed door, Borg was in a trance, his eyes were dull, and his mind went blank for a moment.