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

There was no words, and in the silent room, there were only the sound of Boster's breathing curled up on the sofa, and Bog, who was sitting on his side with a werewolf in his arms, would touch his head or put his hands down from time to time. The sound of Stur slapping his hands away.

Borg was never tired of doing it, and even if he was hit on the back of his hand by Best, he would soon forget it. It didn't take long before he hugged the wolf with a big tail in his arms and put his chin on Best's head.

Borg tried to see the contents of the optical brain on Best's wrist, but Best turned his neck and avoided it.

Borg peeked at it twice, and Best avoided it as easily as if he had eyes on the back of his head. Borg couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Best's hair under his chin.After kneading, Borg was the first to feel distressed, so he stretched out his hand obediently and gently combed his hair.

Although Bog was a little concerned about Best's behavior of not allowing him to read the email without telling him, what he cared more about was the novelty brought to him by Best's little act of protecting food.

After being glared at once again by Bester who easily spotted his little act of peeping from the side, Borg's tentacles drooped feebly, and aggrievedly retracted his long stretched legs following Bester's glaring movement. neck.

"What are you doing?" Borg couldn't help it after retracting his neck not long after.But knowing that Best didn't like him peeping, Borg didn't peek any more.

"Want to know?" Best felt the back of his head turning from time to time while quickly browsing the news of the past few days.

Best covered his brain, and there was a bit of disgust in his eyes when he talked to Berg.Borg is really a bit stupid sometimes, so stupid that he wonders how Borg made Angel Entertainment grow up.

Every time he peeked at the chin resting on his head, he would lift up and stretch his neck to look around, such a big movement was noticed by everyone, not to mention that he was still lying in his arms, but every time he was caught, Borg would To look seriously disappointed.

Originally, Best hadn't planned not to let him see it. After all, it was just some recent news. It can be seen that Borg has been seriously disappointed for a year, but he didn't want Borg to see it.

"Think." Borg tilted his head.

The next moment, Best also tilted his head, and happened to be in front of Borg's face.

"Then keep thinking about it." Best didn't show him the slightest intention.

Faced with Best's occasional capriciousness, Borg hugged the man in his arms discouragedly, and he put his head on Best's head, with a warm smile that couldn't be stopped at the corner of his mouth.

Night has come, and the synthetic sky has been replaced by the clear sea of ​​stars in summer. The faint chirping of insects and birds is somewhat real. Borg embraces the person in his arms, and his heart is filled with warmth. Insatiably praying for this moment to be longer and longer.You don't need to do anything to fill it up, as long as you stay together quietly like this, he is satisfied.

But this kind of time will always pass, and I don't know how long after that, Best got out of Borg's arms after playing, and then ran away with his tail twisted.

Borg felt the temperature gradually disappearing in his arms, and he was filled with uncontrollable disappointment and loss. He lowered his head and stared blankly at his hands.

Borg stood up, looked at the time on the computer, and said, "Then you rest, I'll go back first."

It was getting late now, counting the time, it was almost time for Best to go to bed.

"Go back?" Best, who was climbing upstairs with two steps and two steps, stopped and looked back.

"Well, you should go to bed early, and I will go back to rest. There will be a meeting at Angel Entertainment tomorrow." Borg lied without changing his face and heartbeat, because he had spared time to accompany Best in the afternoon, so he should have The work that ended today was taken home by him.

After he got home, he had to confirm it later and send it back to the secretary, so that the specific cooperation plan for cooperation with Hengfeng Media could be sent out tomorrow.And Caesar didn't know where he went these two days, and his manager went up today to say that he couldn't contact anyone.

The cooperation with Hengfeng Media this time is actually a large-scale celebration of Angel Entertainment's [-]th anniversary. As one of Angel Entertainment's top brands, Caesar must appear this time.

Hengfeng Media mainly reports various news about this anniversary, what can be reported and what cannot be reported, and what the focus is. The people in Hengfeng Media are experienced people who know it, but in the end it still needs to be reported. coordination.

And for this kind of activity, the right amount of explosion is the most attractive means.

Although Angel Entertainment is already one of the largest companies in Interstellar, it still needs proper publicity and breaking news to attract attention.

This is the case in the entertainment industry, just like a star, even if you were once brilliant, once you fade out of the audience's sight, you will cause irreparable losses.

"Really?" Boster swung his tail down to the ground, and then said softly regretfully after swaying Borg's eyes: "That's a pity, I wanted to ask you if you want to sleep with me of."

Hearing those soft whispered words, Borg's heart skipped a beat and his smile froze for an instant. Surprise appeared in his eyes, followed by a gritted teeth response, "Actually, I'm fine. matter."

"Oh, that's good." Best nodded and didn't say anything more.

Best turned and went upstairs to the room where he lived.

Borg followed his back until he entered the room, and then retracted.

Sitting back on the sofa again, Borg pushed his glasses solemnly. He turned on his optical brain, trying to take advantage of the time to finish the work ahead of time and give the secretary an answer.However, he stared at the information on the optical brain for a long time, but he didn't read a single word. His blank mind seemed to be filled with something, and he couldn't hold anything anymore.

Sitting in a daze, Borg vaguely felt that this scene seemed familiar, but he didn't want to think about it, after all, this time Best spoke by himself.

What awakened Borg was the familiar white and soft cotton wool, and Best, who ran upstairs, stuffed the cotton wool down into the arms of the dumbfounded Zerg.

After stuffing the quilt as usual, Best was about to leave, but he was stopped by Bogra after he took two steps.

Best looked back and saw Borg gnashing his teeth, "Didn't you say you want to sleep together?"

Best nodded, "Yes."

Borg was stunned, he looked down at the quilt that was stuffed full, "Then what is this?!"

"Quilt!" Best looked at Berg worriedly.

"..." Borg was a little speechless, of course he knew it was a quilt, but what he asked was clearly what Best meant!

Forget it last time, just treat it as his own misunderstanding, but this time it was obviously Best himself who invited him, and it is still like this...

Borg lifted the quilt, and then grabbed Best's hand with force, and directly pulled the big-tailed wolf with innocent and worried eyes, who seemed to be wondering if he was out of his mind, and fell on his own. arms.

The familiar body slammed into his arms, and the breath that made him greedy filled his nostrils. Borg, who was gnashing his teeth, let go of his teeth and hugged the person in his arms. His heart was pounding like thunder, and Borg came to him. A low, hoarse voice whispered in Best's ear, "Let's sleep together tonight!"

Putting down his words viciously, Borg hugged Best's hand even harder.

This hateful person clearly knows, clearly understands what he thinks about him, but he still teases him again and again, and then leaves with a flick of his tail when he is moved!

"Sleep together?" Best didn't struggle, and lay in the arms of the Zerg generously, enjoying the back of the chair made of the tight chest.

"Those who sleep in the same bed will sleep together!" Afraid that this abominable person would play tricks on him again, Borg added through gritted teeth.

Best raised his head slightly and glanced at Berg, his face still innocent and pure.

Borg was really emotional at this moment, wishing to eat this man on the sofa, so that he would not be able to escape from his grasp in the future.

"Okay!" Best looked at Borg's chubby chin from bottom to top and nodded, because he was in a good mood and his eyes were shining.

Best's quickness made Borg, who was viciously determined not to let Best have a chance to escape, feel powerless as he punched the cotton with all his strength, but what followed was uncontrollable heart palpitations and Earth-shattering vertigo.

When Borg, who was taken aback by Best's straightforwardness, realized it again, the big-tailed wolf that had been held in his arms had already broken free from his embrace and turned over and pressed him on the sofa.

The quilt lifted by him became the back of the chair behind him, and Best was attached to him, his two hands were pressed on top of his head by Best, and the faces of the two were because of the two people at this moment. Because of the posture, it is extremely dependent.

Best's face was still as simple and innocent as before, but there was a little more smile in the lake blue eyes that made Berger's heart skip a beat.

After turning over and pressing the person under him, Best raised his right foot and stuck it between Borg's legs on the sofa, and knelt with his knee on the sofa under him. With this fulcrum, Best freed The other hand pushed away Borg's feet on the sofa a little rudely, allowing him to lie down so that he could move easily.

"You, you get up..." Borg felt that his legs were split apart, and his body tensed involuntarily, and his tight and well-proportioned muscles were as stiff as steel.

Best seems to be very satisfied with the current posture. After being rejected by Borg, he frowned and looked down at Borg in aggrieved eyes and complained softly: "Didn't you say you want to sleep together?"

All Berger's attention was focused on Best's lips. Because the two were so close, Best breathed on his cheeks when he spoke.The lips and petals of the two are so close that they can touch each other as long as anyone moves.Looking at Best like this, Borg couldn't help feeling distracted.

Facing Best’s enlarged face, Borg wanted to say that this was different from what he said, but what was the difference? Borg couldn’t think about it before he figured it out, because the next moment Best bent down Kissed his lips!

The warm, moist touch and the sweet scent of Bester hit his face, and in just an instant, he overbearingly occupied Borg's head, making him unable to think anymore.

As the kiss gradually deepened, Bog's tight body also softened. He leaned against the quilt and raised his upper body slightly to cooperate with Best's movements. Every time he sucked and blended, Bog Borg's body became even hotter, and when the kiss ended, Borg was already lying on his back on the quilt with a flushed complexion.

His reddish lips with water vapor were slightly opened, a pair of green eyes filled with ambiguous water vapor, and his chest heaved even more.

The suit jacket was taken off by him when he entered the door, and now the white shirt he was wearing was already in a mess, the tight neckline of the tie was torn off a button by someone, revealing a large piece of skin that was not fair but very healthy inside. Skin and collarbone.

Changing from his usual appearance, at this moment, Borg exudes a seductive aura that invites people to taste and eat.

Best lay on Borg's body, his eyes stayed on the reddish lips.

The silver thread that was just too late to swallow slid down Bog's chin, wet Bog's throat, and Best's fingers slid down Bog's red lips and petals, across his chin and then his fragile throat , after wiping the water threads on Borg's neck with white onion-like fingers, they didn't stop, but continued downward.

Following Best's movement, Borg swallowed involuntarily.Regarding his current situation, Borg couldn't say how he felt, but there was only one thing he was sure of, and that was the unignorable expectation that was faintly sprouting in his heart.

Best slid his finger down, but he didn't get under the hem of his clothes. Instead, he lightly poked Berg's side twice with his fingertips through the clothes.

The position of the side waist is extremely sensitive, and Borg is in such a state at the moment. Best's action immediately makes him and the whole body itchy. When Best is about to repeat the old trick again, Borg can't help it. Already out of breath, he raised his hand and grabbed Best's hand, "Don't...don't make trouble."