Architect

, I even think that Uncle Ike who chose to open a shop here is too smart.The front is a shop for business, and the back is a living room for self-occupancy. It couldn’t be more convenient. Uncle must like to work when and where. Although this is a bit lazy, it is also quite free. If you feel unwell or in a bad mood, you can You can close the door directly and no one will be a bird.

Of course, Angus is very willing to let the uncle sleep comfortably in the back after working hard, while he helps the uncle make money in the front.

So far, he has seen that Uncle Ike is living a good life on this planet, but he can't think of any reason to persuade him to move to their base.

Compared with here, their base has not even built the infrastructure, and the living arrangements in the base are tight. If the uncle moves there, he may have to share a room with him.

Angus couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. The task that the boss asked him to complete for the first time seemed to be a failure.Of course, if it was Uncle Thirteen, he might just knock him out and take him back, but he doesn't want to do that at all. If Uncle Ike doesn't want to, at worst he just doesn't leave.

Although the task was not completed, and he became a deserter, it must be more than an easy beating if the boss found out, but...he just wanted to be with Uncle Ike, help him look after the store, accompany him around, and occasionally have sex, Oh no, he doesn't want to do it occasionally, this kind of comfortable thing must be done often.

Thinking of this, Angus couldn't help but look back at the passage leading to the back room. The uncle has rested for a long time. I wonder if he is better?

"Bang!" The door was pushed open, probably because the person who came in was anxious, so the door panel hit the wall and made a harsh sound.

Angus couldn't help frowning, hoping not to wake up the uncle.

"Hello, welcome……"

Before he could finish his greeting, the other party asked with an unhappy face, "Where's Ike?"

When he saw the other person's face, Angus couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Isn't this the person he had seen at the banquet before, always surrounded by many girls?Well, I was very impressed because the white clothes on his body were too impatient to get dirty. If he put on this clothes, he would be able to turn into a kind of "zebra" on the ancient mother planet after walking a little around the bottom of the battleship. animal.

"Uncle is resting in the house, may I ask you..."

The other party walked inside without waiting for him to lift his foot. Angus couldn't let him disturb Uncle Ike's rest, and blocked Rand's way all the way.

The passage itself was narrow, and Angus's physique was so blocked that there were no gaps left.

Rand looked at the big man in front of him in surprise. He wore long trousers and an old vest. His hair was so short that it stood on end like steel needles. He was tall enough, even taller than him by more than a head, and the vest couldn't cover it. The muscles in the arms and chest are very strong, and the physique under the cloth is tightly wrapped with distinct bulging muscles. Standing there silently already makes one feel an overwhelming threat.

But Rand was disdainful. This man knew at a glance that he was doing manual work. Ike must have accepted his suggestion and stopped dealing with those refugees himself. The newly recruited clerk, right?Realizing this, Rand showed a happy smile, and he waved his hands angrily at the ignorant guy: "Go away, I'm here to find Ike."

"Uncle is resting, can you come back later, please?"

"Are you kidding me!" Before he could find Ike in the first place, and was harassed by the wretched eyes of those refugees, Rand had long lost his usual patience. He was eager to confirm whether Ike was Mitchell.Dolge disliked Angus who blocked his way even more, "Get out of the way!"

A good temper is for the person he cares about. Angus is not the kind of fool who puts his face close to slap someone.And the uncle who was exhausted because of himself was sleeping in the back, so he had to be given a quiet and comfortable rest, but this man was very ignorant.

Angus couldn't help frowning.

Once the matter of uncle is involved, this simple big man will become extremely tough.

He may be a stupid person who doesn't know how to argue, but he is more willing to explain everything with actions.

So he stood there, no matter what Rand said, he always stood at the entrance of the passage, like the oldest, simplest and most difficult to push concrete brick wall. It won't back off a millimeter even if it's a mouthful.

Rand was angry. He had never met such a domineering guy like Angus in this spaceport: "What's the matter with you? Who are you?!" It's a pity that good higher education made him do nothing. Unless he couldn't stretch out his hand to push the opponent, he could only glared at Angus.

But even if the eyeballs were stared out of the socket, the wall still didn't hurt or itch.

Lante finally couldn't help shouting loudly: "Ike! Ike! Are you in there? You—oooo..." But the next words were covered by a big hand so tightly that he couldn't even hum.

The other party's rudeness and rudeness made Rand's eyes widen in disbelief, and even panicked under the control of Angus's strong strength. Now he could not care about his manners, and struggled to push the other party away.But the opponent's arm strength was so terrifying that he couldn't resist. Those green eyes looked at him helplessly: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you tell your uncle that he was sleeping? Why do you have to wake him up?" ?”

"Woooooo..." Rant's pupils constricted in fear. He has always been well protected and has never encountered violence. According to Sri Lanka, such behavior could not even be called violence.

"Tsk—" Seeing that the other party still refused to give up, Angus dragged the man to a corner, found a rope for binding sundries, tied him up firmly, and found a rag to put in the man's mouth She stuffed it, and then raised a finger in front of her lips to make a silent gesture: "Shhh—stop making noise, if you disturb others' sleep, you will get kicked and break your ribs."

"..."

After finishing speaking, he patted the ashes on his hands, got up and continued to look at the shop.

Ike walked out of the back room yawning and stepping on slippers after a good night's sleep. Compared with the bad luck of being fucked and having to run away on the spaceship before, this time he got enough after Angus took good care of him. The sleepy uncle, except for some soreness in the waist and a little pain in a shameful place, the rest is a sense of reality that has been completely satisfied both mentally and physically.

"Uncle, did you sleep well?" Angus saw the uncle after waking up. The uncle who had taken off his gorgeous dress was no longer as dazzling as the king at the ball. His hair was a little disarranged and he was wearing slippers. He even put on a piece of old pajamas that had been washed white.

Sure enough, it will change back to its original shape after midnight!

But it doesn't matter, whether it's the uncle who twirls around at the ball, or the uncle who spreads his legs naked and begs for mercy under him, or the uncle who is defenseless and messed up, he likes it all up.This is not the kind of liking for Sister Emma, ​​nor the kind of liking for Boss Sachs, nor the kind of liking for uncle mercenaries. There will be a cup full of honey, and there will be more and more honey overflowing.

"Hmm..." The uncle who slept too comfortably exuded a kind of laziness and inertia. He yawned and looked through the nutritional supplements in the cabinet, but a button of the unbuttoned old pajamas slipped open, and the collar was slightly A large area of ​​shoulders was exposed, and large areas of mechanical purpura that had been gnawed out on the fair skin were more obvious due to the rupture of subcutaneous capillaries, and it even looked horrible after being abused.

Angus knew that these were all caused by himself. He didn't know why. Although he was very guilty of his roughness, seeing so many traces of himself on the uncle's body, it was as if he secretly hid the nun from him when he was a child. I feel strangely satisfied when I secretly engrave my name on the bottom of my favorite toy car that doesn't belong to me.

I couldn't help but go over and wrap my arms around the uncle's waist from behind, gently caress the uncle's soft abdomen through the clothes with the palm of my hand, lowered my head, as if to confirm again, and gently pecked every red spot with my lips. Traces of bruising.

The place where he was kissed was tingling and numb, and he didn't say it hurt, but the feeling of being gently pecked made his body instinctively recall the stimulation of being bitten hard, and he felt it so easily , and even couldn't help but let out a crooked moan from his throat.Ike couldn't explain anything rationally to Angus's body that warmed up after just a few casual touches and kisses.

But Angus didn't notice the uncle's situation, and only thought that his groaning was because of pain, and he felt even more guilty: "I'm sorry, uncle... Well, I will be more careful when I move in the future, um, I won't be so It's heavy……"

"..." His words made Ike instantly recall the young man who turned into a beast last night. The hard and hot stick was driven into the depths of him like a piling under the powerful impact, and each stroke seemed to be deeper and more powerful. The rough and manic biting made him more clearly understand that this young man was out of control because of his old uncle's body than any love words.

And I didn't refuse at all at that time, didn't I?He even enjoyed the satisfaction of being hugged, desired, and robbed at that moment, so he opened his legs under the young man and let the thick thrust, even when he was most intensely, he even