Interstellar Love Hunting Guide

Sauter never thought in his life that he would one day be willing to be someone else’s prisoner. He was escorted from the landing site to a dilapidated place by a 2B boy named Xiaobai, using a ray gun that did not seem to be any deterrent. Underground bunker.

The inner anxiety and expectation almost reached the limit. The moment the automatic door opened, Sauter was so excited that he almost couldn't control his transformation. Although he hadn't seen his off-line wife yet, the subconscious mind in his brain had already told him, yes, Russell. Right here!

"My lord! Master of thousands!" As soon as Xiaobai entered the door, he proudly shouted at the crowd gathered around the table, "I have caught a spy, he has a small spaceship, which has been controlled by me!"

Xiaobai's shameless appeal did not enter Sauter's ears. His whole consciousness only called one person's name, and everything around him had been automatically transformed from a three-dimensional image into a two-dimensional image, becoming a wallpaper-like existence.

Ignoring the ray gun aimed at him completely, Sauter stretched out his hand and pushed Xiao Bai away, strode to the table, raised and lowered his hands, threw out all those who were blocking his vision, and let out the surroundings. Three core personnel.

Amidst the screams, Suo Ding looked at the thin, shirtless man at the table, wearing big colorful pants and paper strips on his face, screaming incredulously: "Russell! Yours." Where's the clothes?!"

That night, Russell was going to go out to patrol the mines, but before he set off, his stomach suddenly ached, and Jopp asked him to stay to rest. He slept in the first half of the night, but was awakened by the heat in the second half of the night. Somehow the air conditioner at the base did not turn, and the room temperature had reached 32 degrees. The left-behind cooks and logistics staff were all shirtless and fanning there.

I couldn’t sleep anymore. Russell took off his clothes and was too hot. He simply called a few people over to play poker. It’s easy to relax when people gamble under high pressure. Two days ago, to relieve everyone’s anxiety, he popularized fighting. Landlord, double buckle, competition for the top and other chess and card games do not necessarily require gambling. They are mainly punishments such as climbing the table, stickers, and I am a pig. These things are very lively and can divert people’s attention and increase entertainment. And cohesion.

Russell usually wins and loses. I don’t know why he is so lucky tonight. After losing time and time again, the note on his face almost can’t be pasted. Seeing that his prestige disappears in Fighting Landlords. When I was thinking hard about how to regain the defeat, I suddenly heard a call that seemed like a natural sound, with a gentle reproach.

Soter? Am I right? Is this an illusion? Russell was stunned for a moment. The homemade playing cards in his hand splashed all over the floor. Looking through the gap in the note on his face, he saw a tall and handsome figure striding towards him, ignoring the people next to him. Blocking and exclaiming, he grabbed the coat on the hammock and put it on him, then wiped two pieces on his face with big hands, tore off all the papers that blocked his sight, and threw it on the ground—the hot kiss fell on him. On the lips.

"..." There was silence for a moment.

"Ahhhhh...what are you doing!" Xiaobai first woke up and rushed over to pull Sauter's sleeves desperately, completely forgetting that he still had a ray gun in his hand.

"Wow! Hooligan!" A cook grabbed the scoop and rushed towards Sauter.

"Let go of Master Qianfu!" The old man picking vegetables dragged a large asparagus and stumbled up.

The hall became a mess. Everyone was shocked by the actions of the "captive" who was brought back by Xiao Bai. However, the two parties seemed to be in an untouchable, different-dimensional space, completely immersed in them. In their own world.

Russell asked himself not to be a sentimental person, but he suddenly discovered today that he was so sentimental that he was simply not a person!

Usually it may be too busy with work, too complicated things, and too many people. He is not very imaginative. At most, when the night is quiet, he complains about him in the bottom of his heart. But at this moment, Dangte has no sign as a god. Xia Fan usually appears in front of him, and he knows how much he misses him—the tears are rushing, and he can’t stop it. It’s not that he wants to cry. The brain is really blank. The ghost knows why he wants to cry. Ah... Is this the legendary hormonal disorder and nerve endings necrosis? Why can't I control my expression at all, and can't stop my lacrimal gland secretion...

Russell was crying, and Sauter's heart was almost broken. Oh my God, he had to suffer so much grievance to cry like this for a man with such a thick line. He did not cry at the auction of Quinby. He was burned to death. He didn't cry, he turned into a body and fainted him in the first night, he didn't cry! Now I was crying and out of breath, and even choked up breathing.

Sauter hugged Russell in his arms, carrying a stir-fry spoon and the slap of asparagus, and looked around. What kind of place is this? Hundreds of beds are piled up in a small hall. Does his wife follow him every day? Do hundreds of people sleep together? It's terrifying! Also, why is he so thin? Although he was not fat before, at least he still feels fleshy to the touch. Now, except for a little belly, he has a bunch of bones left... Ender Lev, you bastard, just wait for me! After I defeated you, I left you a place for retirement. You don’t even feed my wife to eat. If I don’t destroy your galaxy, I won’t be surnamed by worship!

Russell cried for a long time, feeling that the peripheral nerves gradually regained consciousness, and the tears could be slowly contained. He rubbed his nose on Sauter, raised his head embarrassedly, and sobbed: "You, have you eaten breakfast?"

"No." ==

"Stop it all!" Russell realized that his greeting was a bit out of date, and he shouted out a loyal fan to besiege Sauter. Lulu is really naive, not to mention the ray gun and the light cannon, I am afraid that the nuclear bomb will be useless in their hands).

Everyone hesitated and stopped their hands when he yelled. Russell got out of Sauter's arms, his eyes and nose were still red, and he had restored the style of an adult as he spoke, "Xiao Bai, go get some food," Lao Hei, is there any juice?"

Everyone: =口=

Russell then remembered that they didn't know Sauter yet, and hurriedly added: "I will introduce you to me. This is my legal partner, Mr. Sauter."

Everyone: =口=

Sauter turned his head, the doting and distressed expression when facing Russell had disappeared, and he put on a solemn look: "Hello." Think of these people sleeping with their wives every day. Very depressed.

The innate deterrence of the big man made everyone cold in their backs, and the two rock cats who were eating and drinking swelled up with a "bang". The cook slowly put down the big spoon in his hand, and the old man quietly hid the asparagus in his hand. Behind him, Xiao Bai, the biggest perpetrator, swallowed with difficulty, put the ray gun on the table, and said: "You, you, hello Mr. Soter, I, I, I don’t know you are here. Lord Russell, yes, yes, sorry, I, I, I will prepare breakfast for you."

"Thank you." Sauter simply thanked him. Then he realized that the heat in the room was scary. I am afraid it was over 30 degrees. No wonder Russell took off his pants and asked him: "It's always so hot here. ?"

"Oh, no, the temperature control system broke down in the middle of the night. A few mechanics will come back after dawn. No one can repair it for the time being." Russell wiped the sweat from his head, even though he felt that the big man was naked. The arms really didn't matter, but there was always a guilty conscience in front of Sauter, so he had to endure the heat and put on his coat.

"Where is the computer room? I'll take a look." Sauter unbuttoned his thermal jacket, took off his jacket, and rolled up his sleeves. Although he wanted to spend more time with Russell, improving the current living environment is clearly the number one priority. Before repairing the small spaceship and filling it up with energy, we must first make Russell more comfortable.

Watching Sauter take off his coat, revealing the familiar white sweater OR fur vest inside, a warm current surged in Russell's heart, and he took the initiative to hold his hand: "I will take you."

After half an hour, the entire underground base was cool again. Everyone consciously stayed in the hammock hall and gave the warehouse behind to the long-awaited reunion.

The warehouse was quiet, with only a dim chandelier on the roof. Sauter was sitting on a big old tire. Russell brought a large plate of freshly roasted sauce and put it on the cardboard box beside him and shook it. Shaking the juice in his hand: "It's the last bottle, you won't have to drink it one day later."

Sauter looked at his thin cheeks, busy preparing food for himself, moved and guilty in his heart. As soon as he stretched his arms, he hugged him on his thighs, put his arms around his waist, and pressed his face against his side cheeks. : "Sorry, I'm late, I made you suffer."

Upon hearing this, the complaints of the previous two days had already been thrown out of the sky. Russell put down the juice and touched his face. Sauter was actually thinner than him. Probably because the skeleton was relatively burly, his face was more contoured. He clearly had dark circles under his eyes, and looked haggard and tired.

"It's okay, I've had a good life." Russell comforted him, "The environment here is pretty good, the people are pretty good, and I didn't do any heavy work. By the way, I also accepted a godson." With a whistle, a few rock cats immediately ran in, squatting at Sauter's feet, sticking out their tongues, and looking at Russell with bright eyes.

"Come on, call Dad." Russell triumphed, and pointed to Sauter. "This is your other father."

"Meow~Daddy~" The Rock Cats said in unison, staring at Soter...the sauce on the plate.

Sauter: ==

Seeing that Sauter’s face was a little stiff, Russell immediately pointed to the rock cat in the middle: "Now, this is our son. The two next to him eat and drink by themselves. You see, I haven’t adopted a lot of them either. They are all stone-eaters, so they are very supportive."

This is not the point. Dear... Sotmermone cattle, if citizens know that their prince is a rock cat, I don’t know how many people defending royal orthodoxy will go to the interstellar government to parade, and then the people from the animal protection organization will again Another parade will be launched, and then the two sides will definitely fight, and then as soon as the riot police come out, the media will criticize him for tyranny, dictatorship and so on... I really think it’s a mess.

"Are you upset?" Russell asked with a hug of his face, his eyes showing a look of hurt and worry, Sauter gave him a comforting smile: "No, my dear, I'm so happy, we finally have an adopted child , You’re right, the adopted son who eats stones is easy to feed.” T_T Russell became happy, and sent his son and the pseudo-sons a biscuit each and sent them out to play.

The treasury calmed down. Sauter was holding Russell in a very sweet mood, and he didn't want to eat anything. He smelled the milk-like fragrance that is unique to pregnant people and was very satisfied. He couldn't help but reach into his clothes and touch him. Smooth body, although taking inhibitors, Russell’s hormones have undergone some changes. The skin is much more delicate than before, and the texture of the muscles has also changed a little. Going up makes people linger.

The pregnant body was extremely sensitive. Russell blushed after being touched twice by him. He felt his lower abdomen tightened and it was a little harder there. He embarrassedly grabbed his hand through the clothes and said, "Don't It’s very, very inconvenient. People who go out to work in a while will come back, and they will come to the storeroom to park."

One sentence reminded Sauter that he looked like he was pregnant for two or three months, and the dangerous period has not passed. Let alone inserting it, it is not good to be too excited. Busy to calm his mind, withdraw his hand, and help him rationalize. The hem of the dress blushed and said: "I, I didn't mean that, but, I just miss you too much."

Russell feels good every time he sees his embarrassed little boy-like awkward expression, touches his head, and says, "I know, yes, I have a gift for you." He reached into his pants and began to dig out. dig.

Sauter's face is even more red, why is he so hungry, he really wants to get that out, what should I do, whether it is on or not...Ah, so distressed.