The King's Altar

Jiang Zhaowei buried his head in chewing on the food Bei Le brought back for him, without saying a word.

Belle changed into a bright white mulberry silk nightgown and sat across from him, elegantly rubbing his hands covered in hand cream, without saying a word.

After swallowing the last bite of meat, Jiang Zhaowei bit his chopsticks and got up to clear the table.Belle stopped him: "Let me come, aren't you uncomfortable?"

"Didn't you just finish applying hand cream?" Jiang Zhaowei took down his chopsticks and poked at the table, looking at his pair of jade hands, wanting to bite hard and leave a row of teeth marks.

Belle turned his head to avoid his wretched gaze, "Leave it alone, wait until Yuejin comes back to clean up."

The two of them sat dryly for a while, and Jiang Zhaowei suddenly said, "I'll go back to my room to sleep tonight."

"Huh?" Belle was shocked for a while: Could it be that he noticed something?

Jiang Zhaowei moved towards him with a face like a daughter-in-law, "Boss, actually, do you know that I can talk in my sleep?"

"Uh..." Belle pondered for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, and felt something was wrong after laughing: "Fuck me, why am I so embarrassed?"

Jiang Zhaowei put his arms around his waist, "You didn't make fun of me, you didn't tell others, and you asked me to make you sleep so loudly every night...Boss, I'm really sorry for you."

Belle subconsciously hugged his shoulders, and smiled wryly: Hey, your problem is not just talking in your sleep, how innocent is it?

"No one has treated me so well since I left home. Boss, I..." Jiang Zhaowei buried his face in Bei Le's shoulder, and said with emotion, "I like you the most."

Bei Le didn't know how to respond for a while, his heart was like a bay of gentle spring water, but it was ups and downs, and after a long silence, he pretended to be calm and picked up the topic: "I also like you as my own brother."

Jiang Zhaowei gave a resentful "hmm": "I'm exhausted, so I'm going to sleep first."

Belle patted his head lovingly, "Go."

"Master Baylor, good night." Jiang Zhaowei went upstairs dejectedly, with a cute expression and a dark heart.His thoughts are very contradictory and complicated. First of all, he does not admit that he likes men, but he always burns himself with evil desires when facing Bei Le; secondly, he really thinks that Bei Le is naturally coquettish, but he can also affirm the other party. He will never be allowed to fuck; in the end, everyone has a love of beauty, and he dreams of fucking a beautiful boss, but the boss is more handsome than him than he is taller than he is taller than he is stronger than he is richer than him He has more temperament than him, and he can't even fight hard.The boss is simply a damn high-altitude flower. He feels that the grade is too low to reach, so he can only watch from a distance, and ravages it a thousand times in his heart.

After washing up, Jiang Zhaowei locked the door, instead of going to bed honestly, he turned on the laptop with a distorted mood...

In the silent night, Bei Le turned off the lights of the small western-style building, strolled alone in the small courtyard, picked up a rose and put it on his nose to sniff gently, the warm moonlight fell on him, and the bright white nightgown reflected The cold light looks lonely and elegant.He leaned on the railing that imitated Western European style, put the rose in his mouth, and looked at himself in pity against the glass window——

A bunch of flashlights shone over and directly shone on Bei Le's face, and Feng Qu's cold voice came: "What kind of female ghost are you playing in the yard in the middle of the night?"

Belle squinted to avoid the light beam, took down the rose in disappointment, and uttered an evil word: "Fuck!"

Feng Qu pushed open the courtyard door, approached him and said solemnly: "Your narcissism has become more and more serious, and you almost regard yourself as the object of sexual fantasies. You should go to a regular hospital to see a doctor."

"You want to take care of it?" Bei Le snorted, "Where is Chen Yuejin?"

"Here, after seeing your flamboyant ghost at the corner of that alley, I was so frightened that I begged me to turn on the light before I dare approach him." Feng Qu walked into the house, mocking himself: "The whole world If men are all like you, what the hell am I doing?"

Belle was speechless: "Hello..."

Feng Qu changed the subject: "By the way, we met Xiao Ming and his new mistress at the night market."

"Oh? Male and female?" Belle disagreed.

"Who knows." Feng Qu shrugged.

Bei Le pinned the rose on the button of Feng Qu's neckline, and smiled gloatingly: "No wonder you are in a bad mood. Look at you sour. Didn't you guys break up early?"

Feng Qu defended: "I didn't hurt him."

"Okay, okay, you are not sour." Bei Le's confidant brother smiled humbly, "What about you, you dumped me and dumped Xiaoming, and now you are relying on a sissy, one is more unreliable than the other. No Is it just to find a partner? It’s fine to be a gangster in the circle, don’t blame me for not persuading you, what good results can staring at a straight man have?”

"If I just want to find a fixed bed partner like you, I won't change them one by one," Feng Qu turned on the light, stood at the brightly lit doorway, waved his hand towards the end of the alley, turned and entered the house, He fell into the sofa, lit a cigarette, fumbled for the lighter slowly, and said in a muffled voice, "I want to fall in love with him."

Belle was taken aback: "Are you kidding me?"

Feng Qu found the lighter, squinted and lit the cigarette, "Seriously."

Belle didn't believe it, and asked again: "Really?"

Feng Qu took a puff of cigarette, sprayed it leisurely on Bei Le's face, and repeated with a smile: "Really."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yuejin babbled and rushed in, covering his face in horror: "Cricket, have you seen the female ghost?"

"Floating away." Feng Qu watched the other party's expression with great interest.

Belle: "Hello..."

Chen Yuejin bit the small handkerchief tangledly: "Could it be that the ghost in Zhaowei's house came out for a walk? Are you sure it floated back into Zhaowei's house and didn't miss the door?"

"..." Feng Qu looked disgusted: "Not sure."

Belle couldn't get in at all: "Hey, hey..."

Chen Yuejin cried: "How can you be unsure? What if it drifts into our house by mistake?"

Feng Qu stopped talking nonsense with him, got up and went upstairs.

Chen Yuejin staggered after him, holding his arm and entangled all the way: "Cricket wait for me..."

"go away."

"Cricket, I'm afraid."

"Go to hell."

"Cricket, you have to protect others."

"Why are you still alive?"

Belle's eyes twitched: Which one should see a doctor?

Back in his room, Belle looked in the mirror habitually, and found that his skin was dry after autumn, and he had been tossed so much by Jiang Zhaowei recently that he forgot to take care of his skin, so he found out the only bag of spa treatments left. Putting the mask on his face, he lay down comfortably, took out his mobile phone and called Yuan Mingqing, asking him to buy some bags of mask for him when he went to work tomorrow, but no one answered the call for 10 minutes.

The big obscene magician Kemi was rolling around disheveledly on the sofa with his little rival Slop in his arms, and had no time to answer the phone.At first, he honestly used makeup remover to carefully wash off the mascara for Li Wudi, and then used a cotton swab dipped in water to wash and wipe it several times. Li Wudi rubbed his eyes and said it was uncomfortable, so he took advantage of the opportunity and licked the other person's eyelids. Licking thoroughly messes up the normal procedure of makeup removal.Li Wudi pretended to be smart, and intentionally complained that he was uncomfortable here and there, and Yuan Mingqing was naturally happy to lick here and there, and after licking, the two of them rolled into the sofa.Yuan Mingqing licked his eyelids, licked his lips, licked his collarbone, licked his nipples, licked his belly button, licked slowly, and finally lifted up the little foreign skirt, not daring to be too presumptuous, through the panties, he licked the little bird as he wished, Bite and gnaw.

Li Wudi was startled and itchy, his face flushed red, he danced and began to struggle, and at the same time begged for mercy unsteadily: "Fakemi...Fakemi..."

Yuan Mingqing couldn't restrain his lust for a while, so he held his hands, "Don't move, let me eat for a while."

Li Wudi raised his legs and kicked him furiously, shouting at the top of his throat, "Let me go!"

Yuan Mingqing hesitated a little, fearing that his little love rival would be frightened by being too exaggerated, so he hurriedly stopped and coaxed: "Okay, okay, don't eat."

Li Wudi panted heavily: "Wait until I take off my trousers." He quickly took off his panties, lifted up his skirt a few times but felt it was in the way, and couldn't find the zipper in a hurry, the more anxious he was, the more he could not take it off, He simply bit the hem of the skirt, hooked Yuan Mingqing's neck with two bare legs, and brought his naked body in front of him, with pure little stars shining from his eyes, he muttered indistinctly: "Fakemi, eat quickly!" I'll eat me soon."

Yuan Mingqing's brain became hot, and his rational nerves were blown out.

After finishing the facial mask, Belle washed his face, poured a glass of wine happily, and looked in the mirror while drinking.After a long night, after drinking a glass of wine, instead of feeling drowsy, he became more energetic. He stood in front of the full-length mirror, holding on to an empty wine glass, wearing a stylish cowboy hat, and slanting on his bare waist. A cowhide leather belt with a gun pouch attached to the ground—how beautiful, but unfortunately no one took pictures of him or praised him.

The lonely and self-admired Lord Belle felt extremely lonely, and couldn't sleep anyway, so why not turn on the computer and enjoy the selfie photo he took not long ago.

There are too many photos and DV stored in the notebook, so that the boot is slow. During the two or three minutes of waiting for the boot, Beile seriously considered whether he should buy another mobile hard disk to store beautiful photos. The result of the consideration is positive. , So he called Yuan Mingqing again.

This time Yuan Mingqing was connected quickly, and the voice was very helpless: "Boss, what's the matter?"

"Why didn't you answer the phone call just now?"

"Busy now."

"Oh, I almost forgot," Bei Le put his legs on the desk and asked with a smile, "Hey, I heard from Feng Qu that you got a new lover? Let me hear it."

"Master Belle, you weren't so careless before." Yuan Mingqing smiled sullenly.

"I'm bored!" Belle shook the chair and asked, "Tell me, don't be stingy! Male or female?"

Li Wudi was lying on his back beside him, with his hands on both sides of his head in a surrender state, his eyelashes were covered with water, as if he had cried, his mouth was half open, he was in a deep sleep, his waist and thighs were covered with hickey marks and teeth marks, lol It looked like he had been tortured.

Yuan Mingqing liked him more and more, rubbed his red and swollen nipples, and answered Bei Le in a low voice: "A naturally coquettish little male rabbit, the flesh all over is sweet."

Bei Le sneered: "You are a sanctimonious obscene demon."

Yuan Mingqing said modestly: "Master Xie Belle praised me."

Bai Le said as usual: "Have fun and don't forget the safety measures, pay attention to yourself."

"I really forgot..."

"You idiot! Do you have a brain? Are you desperate for sex?"

"Okay, don't be nervous, I haven't done it with a real gun, it's harmless." Yuan Mingqing just lit a cigarette, seeing Li Wudi's innocent baby-like sleeping appearance, he really couldn't bear to smoke He hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette and waved his hand to disperse the smoke.

Belle was stunned: "Then what did you do?"

Yuan Mingqing's hands were itchy, and he couldn't help pinching Li Wudi's face, and kissed again, "Kiss mouth, bite meat, eat birds, rub thighs, he still has business in two days, I can I don’t want to hurt him badly, let’s talk later when we have enough time.”

Bei Le ran on him with ill intentions: "Hey, it's rare and rare! I'll talk to Feng Qu about this new thing tomorrow! You also feel sorry for others?" love?"

Yuan Mingqing retorted calmly: "That's right, just like what you did to Jiang Zhaowei last night, this is love."

Bei Le was suddenly furious: "Fuck your mother!" Then he dropped his phone, forgetting that the purpose of calling him was to ask him to buy a mobile hard drive and a facial mask.