On the Possibility of Pets Dominating Interstellar

Seven months later, an airship landed at the port of Wenxing. Its appearance looked very dilapidated, as if it had returned from the Zerg battlefield. Some shells were peeled off, revealing the structure inside.

A man came out from inside, with blood still on his clothes, and the thick smell of blood spread out. He stepped forward, and just after taking a step, patrol personnel surrounded him, "Who is it? Please show your ID!" "

The man wiped his blood-stained face with his hand, revealing a handsome and aggressive face. He didn't speak, but took out his ID from his pocket.

The patrol officer who saw the certificate checked the authenticity with a device, then saluted the man respectfully, and then asked if he needed medical assistance, but the man refused.

At the same time, Caesar was lying on the rocking chair on the roof, staring at the starry sky.

The wind passed over the roof, and a trace of coolness penetrated into Caesar's collar, causing small pimples on Caesar's neck. Caesar flinched, stretched out his hands to gather his clothes, and then reached out to grab the hot water on the small table next to him. Water cup, I want to warm up my body.

Caesar didn't touch the cup, but a hand.

His heart was beating suddenly, he turned his head suddenly, and met Moss's smiling eyes, his tense body relaxed, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Scared?" Moss had already changed his clothes and took a shower, but the dark circles under his eyes revealed his embarrassment, "Baby, do you miss me?"

Caesar narrowed his eyes, and the moonlight reflected on his exquisite profile, which made him look a bit deserted, with a sense of alienation that he rejected from thousands of miles away.

He didn't talk to him, but bypassed Moss, went down the roof and went back to his room.

Moss lowered his arms in frustration, sighed, hurriedly chased after him, walked to the door of Caesar's room, and found that the door had been locked, and he was not given a chance to apologize and confess his guilt.

Moss had no choice but to open his personal terminal, find out "wife" from the address book, and dial it.

However, within two rings, the "daughter-in-law" ruthlessly hung up.

Moss raised his hand and slammed on the door, shouting, "Baby, let me in! Baby?"

Nothing happened inside.

Moss changed into a pitiful tone, "I'm still injured, and I haven't slept for seven nights in a row. If you don't let me in, I'll have to lie at the door and wait for you to open it."

There was still no movement inside.

Just when Moss thought he was destined to be a watchdog tonight, he heard a "beep" sound of unlocking the lock, and he was overjoyed.Caesar opened the door and crossed his arms. Although he was looking up at Moss, he felt compelled to look down, "Where is the injury?"

Moss smiled, and didn't answer immediately, but hurried into the room, stretched out his hand to hold Caesar in his arms, and hugged him tightly, "Baby, I miss you so much."

Caesar pursed his lips and said nothing, but Moss could feel the person in his arms trembling slightly, and when Moss sensed something was wrong and turned Caesar's body around, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Caesar's face was full of tears, but he still pursed his lips stubbornly, without making a sound, his face was flushed with extreme patience, his eyes still looked at Moss coldly, but because of a layer of tears, he had another meaning.

Moss panicked, stretched out his arms and hugged Caesar into his arms, and said in unprecedented confusion, "Don't, don't cry, I'm back, baby, I'm back."

Caesar still didn't speak, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes to his chin, dripping on Moss' arms hugging Caesar.Moss leaned over and tentatively kissed the corner of Caesar's eyes. Caesar's eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes obediently without any resistance.

With permission, Moss kissed Caesar's eyes all the way, the salty taste spread on the taste buds and penetrated into Moss' soul, making Moss at a loss what to do.

He regretted it.

He shouldn't have calculated to pass the news of his injury to Caesar in order to get Caesar's stronger emotions when he came back. The uneasiness, sadness and fear that Caesar endured may be deeper than he thought.

"I'm sorry..." Moss murmured and sucked Caesar's lips, the taste of tears exchanged, spread out, and merged into one on the tip of their tongues.

After the kiss was over, the two looked at each other. Caesar stared at Moss for a while, then suddenly pushed Moss down on the bed.

Moss was taken aback, and looked up at Caesar with a cold face, "Baby, what's the matter?"

Caesar didn't speak, and suddenly stretched out a leg across Moss's body, reached out and grabbed Moss by the collar, raised his chin and said, "You take it off yourself, or should I take it off for you?"

Moss's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the clear sound of swallowing saliva was heard in the room.

After a while, Moss still couldn't stand the temptation, and asked tentatively, "Can you help me take it off?"

"Heh." Caesar raised his lips, showing a slight smile, he bent down, gently tapped the tip of his nose on Moss's, and rubbed, "As you wish."

Moss raised his hand and pressed Caesar to his chest, his voice was hoarse, "I swear, I will not betray you or deceive you in this life, I will always belong to you."

Caesar's chest was tightly pressed against Moss's chest, and the beating frequency of the heart seemed to overlap, "Me too."

The warm light is still on, but the emotional two seem to have forgotten it, the sound of blushing and heartbeat gradually sounds, and the sound of panting and low sleep spreads out of the window, melting into the cool wind, as if the wind is also dyed Out of the heat, he slipped out of the window.

In the room, Frey was reviewing official documents when a message suddenly came from his personal terminal. After clicking on it, a smile appeared in Frey's eyes.

"What's the good thing?" Yu Sheng, who was sitting on the bed reading a book, looked at Frey strangely, "I can actually see you smiling while approving official documents."

"Someone is back." Frey closed the official document, got up, walked to the bed, and took off his coat.

"Who?" Just as Yu Sheng asked, he realized, "Moss is back?"

"Ah."

Yu Sheng's eyes brightened, and his tone became brisk, "Great, he just came back, so he has to catch up with the wind, right? Are we going to prepare? Let the others know by the way."

Frey laughed. He pinched Yu Sheng's chin and kissed Yu Sheng on the lips, "No hurry, you have to give them time to create a human being."

Yu Sheng's ears turned red, "It's true."

One night passed, and the morning sun rose, Yu Sheng specially asked a maid to go to Caesar's house and knocked on the door tentatively, but he didn't get a response, so he plainly told the maid that there is no need to bother, and we can talk about the reception banquet tonight.

However, Yu Sheng sent the news to those close to him in advance. Haydn's reaction was the most exaggerated, and he shouted at Yu Sheng on the phone, "Hahaha, Husband Caesar is back! I'm going to watch Caesar's being thrown into the sky by the sun." !"

"..." Yu Sheng was speechless, "I suggest you don't..."

"Beep beep—" The communication has been hung up.

This little black skin, if he doesn't learn a lesson for a while, he will kill himself, no one can stop him!

Yu Sheng didn't know the result of Haydn's going to harass the couple, but when it came to the banquet at night, Caesar was just a little uncomfortable, and was cushioned by Moss considerately, but Haydn, limping, went in with a mournful face. After leaving the banquet hall, he said to Gary, "Who are you on?!"

Gary purred his fur, lowered his voice and whispered in Haydn's ear, "I'm fucking you."

Haydn: "..."