âThis is my lover, JianJian.â Auguste pulled Haiâan into his arms and bent his head to kiss him.
Cessie raised his eyebrows and said, âHeâs your...plant?â
âYes, but now heâs human.â Auguste admitted generously, âAnd we are married, as witnessed by Uncle Ye and Palatine.â
âMarried!â Looking back on the news that Auguste and Haiâan had married, Pier opened his eyes wide, grabbed Cessieâs clothes and shook them vigorously. âHeâs married to a potted plant. Why donât you marry me?!â
Cessie was shaken back and forth, but he still made an excuse, âYouâre still young...â
âDonât try to dodge me! Auguste kept the plant for no more than three years, and the pointed ear child isnât even three years old!!â
Auguste: â...â
Although all the people on the Vagrant knew that Haiâan had grown up, no one outside knew. If it hadnât been for Pier revealing the truth, Auguste would not have known that his perverted reputation had spread so widely.
âI donât care, I donât care! Iâm going to get married too! â Back on the ground, Pier began to roll around and splash in the dirt. Fortunately, he was now covered in human skin. If he appeared in his prototype, the picture would be too awful to look at.
Winchester bypassed Pier lying on the ground and went to Cessie and said a few words to him, âI want to ask you a favor...â
Cessie was stunned and hesitant for a moment before he said, âBut this still requires Pierâs consent, although I am his nominal owner... But I have never given him a mandatory order.â
âAre you going to sell me?â After climbing off the ground, Pier did not see Cessie come to his aid as usual but talked to the weak chicken who had blown himself up. In a hurry, he rushed to him and whined with tears in his eyes. âWoo...â
âNot to sell you. Uncle Winchester wants to ask you for help to keep training them on file.â
After a short silence, he readily agreed, âOK.â
But somehow, Winchester suddenly had an ominous premonition.
âYou should be living on this planet, right? But there seems to be no place to sleep here...â Cessie moved aside and asked Winchesterâs soldiers and Colin to take their weapons.
âThatâs all right. We can build a temporary place here.â Winchester waved his hand and said indifferently.
âBy the way, the planet will have magnetic storms, and, in severe cases, you may need to go underground to escape.â
âThe bodies of those robots outside...â When it comes to magnetic storms, Haiâan recalled the robots outside who lacked arms and legs, and couldnât help asking.
âIâve repaired them, but the magnetic storm here is too serious to be caught off guard. Some robots canât find a place to hide temporarily, and thatâs what happened afterwards.â Cessie built a staircase at the entrance of the cave where they jumped down to transport weapons. After setting up the staircase, Cessie went up and stepped on two feet to make sure it was in good condition. âWell, I havenât done it for a long time. If it breaks, you remember to tell me.â
After they left the cave, Winchester sneaked up to Haiâan, who was walking on Augusteâs right side, laughing in a low voice. Auguste saw Winchesterâs frivolous posture and pulled Haiâan into his left hand.
âNo, Auguste. Iâm on business.â
Auguste did not speak, but his cold face was covered with four big words: You better hurry up.
âJianJian, what did you do to those two robots? Why did they have hands and legs all at once?â
âOh, thatâs magic.â Haiâan was stunned for a moment before he came to the conclusion that Winchester was talking about the ice magic he used on At-6765453.
âMagic? What is that?â
âMagic is magic... I donât know what to say even if you order me to explain it. Itâs a very magical thing...â Haiâan hesitated.
âWow.â Winchester nodded knowingly and continued to ask modestly, âWhere can I get this magic?â
Winchester was not foolish. Haiâanâs ice magic was amazing. If his subordinates got it, they could have an extra guarantee against Ivan.
âI can teach you. Iâve been sorting out my magic transcripts lately, and I think Iâll finish them the day after tomorrow.â Haiâan had recently asked Auguste for a lot of paper and pens. Auguste didnât know what he was writing. He thought he was writing a love letter to him because he was a cheap man, but he didnât know what magic record he was writing. He had never been so mean to him.
Haiâan was sensitive to Augusteâs emotional fluctuations. He felt that the atmosphere around Auguste had become somewhat decadent and angry. Haiâan quickly pinched Augusteâs palm, waved farewell to Winchester, and returned to the shuttle cabin with Auguste.
Haiâan leaned over to Auguste and whispered, âWhatâs wrong, Augu?â
As soon as Auguste entered the cockpit, he sat down in his chair and closed his eyes, but Haiâan could still feel Augusteâs gloominess.
Haiâan sat beside him and waved his right hand in front of Auguste, but Auguste did not respond. His dark eyelashes covered his crimson eyes. When he was with Haiâan, Augusteâs expression was always unconsciously softening, but he might not have noticed it himself.
Seeing Auguste ignore him, Haiâan straddled Augusteâs lap, put his hands on the back of Augusteâs neck, approached him and whispered in a lengthened voice, âAuguste â are you asleep?â
Auguste did not say a word, his lips were tight, and somehow, Haiâan remembered the picture of him and Auguste in the Rose Garden at dusk. At that time, Auguste kissed his body with his lips, bit by bit... Haiâanâs face was red but he still licked Augusteâs mouth.
First, he stretched out the tip of his red tongue, licked a circle on the soft and elastic lips beneath him, then gently bit, penetrated his mouth with the tip of his tongue, but hit Augusteâs teeth. Haiâanâs hands, which had been clinging to the armchair, were unknowingly pressed on Augusteâs chest.
At last, Auguste moved. He put his left hand on Haiâanâs chest and used his right hand to grab his waist, deepening the kiss. As the kiss became more and more intense, Haiâan felt a hard object poking against him. Haiâan, who had experienced sex, certainly knew what it was. He immediately opened his eyes, but was caught by Augusteâs deep eyes.
âAre you hungry?â Auguste finally spoke, but at the same time he slapped Haiâan on the buttocks, the meaning of the action too obvious.
âI, I...â Haiâan hesitated for half a day, his face was red, he felt that the dusk rose garden was more comfortable, if Auguste wanted to send a message at this time, he would not refuse it.
But after Auguste kissed him, he just patted him on the butt and then carried him to the chair next to him. âSit down, Iâm going to sleep.â
Who are you cheating on? Was it a gun that you were carrying just now?
But Auguste closed his eyes after he moved Haiâan. There was no extra movement. He put his hands on the armrest and sat in a correct position.
It was decent enough, but it was not decent at all.
Haiâan looked at Augusteâs crotch, where a bulging mass was visible. He didnât know how many times Auguste and he had done it and that thing had been in such deep contact with him...
So Haiâan moved again. He touched the place where Auguste grew, felt the hot temperature and the upward force, and then unfastened Augusteâs belt. The clash of metal was obvious in the silent cabin.
God, what am I doing? Haiâan looked back at Augusteâs untied belt then took back his hand as quickly as a burglar, but Auguste did not respond. His eyes were closed and he did not even breathe a little harder, as if Haiâan had not unbuckled the belt of his trousers.
The rest of the cabin was quiet. Haiâan could only hear his unsteady breathing and violent heartbeat. Augusteâs belt was thrown to one side, leaving only buttons and the zipper in the middle of his trousers. Haiâan gritted his teeth and took off half of them. It didnât matter if he took off any more. So he carefully unbuttoned Augusteâs trousersâ buttons and slowly pulled down the zipper...
Suddenly, a thick, big, hot, hard and stiff member popped out from the seams of the trousers and hit Haiâanâs hand. The hot temperature of the member and the velvety touch made Haiâan snap back his hand.
But then Haiâan stared angrily. âAuguste! You donât wear underwear!!!!â
Before going out, Auguste forced him to put on his underwear and ordered him not to pull them off, but what did he see now?
A slippery member!!
Augusteâs pants were so bold that he thought that Auguste must still be wearing underwear. Haiâan almost put underwear on Auguste out of anger. Who knew that Auguste never went out in his underwear?!
Auguste listened to Haiâanâs roar, but opened his eyes and looked at him. He raised his eyebrows and said, âYou still have a reason to take off my pants?â
Augusteâs present posture was really too obscene and shameless!
His straight member was so naked and he had no intention of hiding it.
There was no shame!
âYou, you zip and button your pants back first!â
âYou unzipped and unbuttoned my pants, so you should zip and button them back on.â Auguste shook his head. âI dress you when I take off your clothes.â