Caged By My Devil Uncle

Chris’ Point of View

The seats around Warren and me are empty as the plane prepares to take off, and the flight attendant also reminds us to turn off the electronic devices.

“You big bastard!” I texted Kenneth before shutting it down.

I heard the sound of a text message ringing shortly after sending it, and I looked up to see a set of familiar eyes.

Only those blue eyes are like a layer of mist in the sky at the time, and there are numerous crimson blood streaks in the eye frame.

What brings him here? What have you been up to for the past two days?

“Uncle…” I was pleasantly delighted.

Kenneth’s point of view

Cliff and I were both completely exhausted. We prepared for the buyout of land and build the cremation for two days.

For two nights, I didn’t sleep a wink. Of course, I’ll be exhausted.

“What a coincidence, Uncle, you’re also going to America?”

“Hmm,” I murmured, not wanting to talk to Warren at all.

Chris and Warren’s itinerary has already been inquired about. Last night, I asked politicians to night bar to play all night, and it cost me more than a million dollars .

  I arrived in a rush and nearly missed my flight.

I was so preoccupied that  I fell asleep when I finished business and didn’t have time to call Chris.

Warren’s view was obstructed by Cliff. “Please take a step back, Mr. Warren. My desk is right next to yours.”

Warren and Cliff are now sitting together, Chirs and me are sitting together.

In order not to let them sit together, I called the air management bureau and choose the seats in advance.

Chris can only sit with me in the end, no matter which side. Warren, on the other hand, will have to dream if he wants to switch seats.

“Uncle, Chris and I have recently been separated. Shall  we should switch places?”

“Just sit in this way.” Without thinking about it, I stepped towards Chris. “Let me in, Chris.”

Warren’s point of view

“Uncle…” I didn’t expect him to be so indifferent.

Kenneth was fatigued .

He settled onto the seat next to Chris, adjusting the backrest to his preferred position.

It was difficult for me to say anything more since I could see that he and Cliff were exhausted.

Cliff has prepared himself for bed by putting on his blindfold and blanket.

Chris’ Point of View

With my favorite person on one side and Warren on the other, I’m embarrassed.

 I’d like to ask Kenneth if I have a lot of words, but I’m too embarrassed to do so because Warren is sitting next to me.

For fear of Warren noticing something, I sat erect like a kindergarten student.

Kenneth’s point of view

Despite the fact that I am exhausted and eager to sleep, I cannot stop laughing as I watch the little woman stretching her back straight.

Her funny appearance dispelled all of the tiredness from the previous two days. I didn’t feel fatigued at all as long as I imagined it was for her.

Chris’ Point of View

A hand lands on my back, which makes me nearly afraid to jump.

My heart is going to spring out, even if Warren can’t see it from this angle.

Kenneth, who didn’t mean to be restrained, caught my gaze.

When the stewardess approached, I hurriedly drew my hand back.

Warren’s point of view

Chris  made a significant move. Kenneth drew my gaze. He drew back the blanket and appeared to be ready to sleep.

Chris and Kenneth don’t communicate . I thought too much maybe..

Kenneth will not shift seats with me in this situation, therefore I will have to give up.

“Chris, you still have more than ten hours to get to America. Take a snap. .”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Hmm.”

Chris’ Point of View

On the surface, I respond calmly to Warren, but on the inside, I am nervous.

This is an airplane, Uncle. !

Kenneth’s point of view

Chris hasn’t seen me in two days. I’m exhausted and fatigued right now, so I’d like to get some rest with Chris.

Knowing Warren looks at Chris and me from time to time, I’m not that crazy.

Take out yomtr phone and jot down a few words.

Chris’ Point of View

I looked down as I felt my sleeve being pulled.

“Baby, I am really exhausted, wait for me to have a break before I come to you,” Kenneth’s mobile phone screen reads.

I didn’t dare to respond, since  Warren is so close.

Kenneth fell asleep in front of my terrified eyes, but just before he went to bed, he reached through the blanket and softly took my hand.

I also hurriedly covered the  blanket, and no one realized what was hidden beneath it.

I was worried at first. When I noticed that everyone was falling asleep, I put on my headphones and went to sleep.

The first class has just finished delivering a dinner, and for the next few hours, no one will disturb .

This soft light is ideal for sleeping. Everyone on the plane wears headphones and eye masks to isolate the momentary tinnitus.

Warren does not use a blindfold and instead uses headphones.

I turned to Kenneth’s side and adjusted the backrest to the same radian as his.

Kenneth slept soundly, and I pondered what he’d been up to over the previous two days and why he was so exhausted.

I can’t bear waking him up when he’s sleeping well. He appears to be able to give himself a response only after he wakes up.

I didn’t get much sleep last night, either. Whenever there is a problem, I will get up and check my phone.

I waited for a bunch of garbage information instead of Kenneth’s text message.

I, too, fell asleep. When it came to how I awoke, I was kissed!

I had a lovely dream in which I was transported to a  kingdom, where t here are a variety of sweets and desserts. I ate this and then dashed to devour the next thing. I came upon a pink “color” pudding that seemed tasty at first glance.

Stretch out the tip of my tongue and lick it. Why is this pudding so hot and soft?

My tongue is drawn in by the pudding.

I couldn’t believe I wouldn’t be able to finish this pudding, so I  streched my tongue and entangle wit it.

When I pulled it out, I awoke and saw a pair of laughing eyes when I opened my eyes.

I’ve finally figured out what kind of pudding I’m eating!

Kenneth is casually messing with my hair.

I instantly remembered being on an airplane. My initial thought was to check with Warren to see whether he’d seen.

Warren was sleeping sideways in my direction, with headphones dangling from his ears and a  blanket draped over.

I exhaled a sigh of relief when I noticed that his eyes were closed, and my ears were burning.

Kenneth approached me from behind, biting my earlobe, and stated, “What makes you think I’m a big jerk? Mm-hmm.”

His voice was low and deep, and he was hoarse . 

“Say, why am I such a jerk?”

He put the blanket over us. His hands began to rub my breasts restlessly under the blanket, and his tongue didn’t stop stirring in my ears. Then his hand touched down a little until my pants. He hugged my waist tighter, and his hands rubbed back and forth between my legs. His breath became more rapid as if to melt me, and his fingers stuck into my pants, moving faster.

I want to cry without crying, you’re a jerk now!

My face is becoming increasingly flushed, and my breathing is becoming increasingly shallow. I couldn’t stop myself from whispering. “Uncle, please don’t do this,,” I pleaded, leaning against his ear.

Kenneth’s point of view 

I bit her ear, and my fingers reached into her vagina, which was very soft and moist. My fingers stirred gently, and I could feel her body trembling. I strengthened my strength and felt that it was moister and moister inside, so I accelerated my speed. Chris gently twisted, and ruddy in fthe ace. I kissed her for fear that she would cry out and sealed her mouth, My fingers continued to stir her tender acupoints crazily. She suddenly trembled, stopped shaking, and a warm current flowed out of her lower body

“I have done all for you  and you still call me an asshole?”

It is not in keeping with the urban planning to establish a cremation in that region. I found my people  getting a permit? I can’t wait to watch Warren’s reaction when he learns about the planned crematorium nearby.

“Can you tell me what you’ve done?”

I grinned. “You’ll find out shortly,” says the narrator.

According to my investigation, Warren has been working on a number of projects during this time, the most important of which is real estate. The Wilson Group has purchased land for the purpose of constructing residential dwellings.

 Because the mansion cannot be sold, Kenneth devised a preliminary budget, estimating that the Wilson Group will lose at least $5 billion in building investments.