The King's Altar

Feng Qu was so angry that he lay down sullenly and planned to take a nap.

Chen Yuejin talked on and on for a while, seeing that he was motionless with his eyes closed, he scooped up a spoonful of soup with a spoon, placed it carefully on his lips and slowly tilted it: "The soup is back from traveling around the world, the cricket opened the door, Put the soup in~"

Feng Qu never shows morality in his words, but he is very reasonable in his actions. Before hitting someone, he will rationally analyze whether the other party is wrong. If he can't find the wrong place, he will never do it, even if it is really true. I really want to hit someone, but I can only take a deep breath, take a deep breath, and suppress my unreasonable anger.Pushing away the spoon and turning sideways, he said patiently, "I'm a little sleepy, don't disturb me."

Chen Yuejin obediently kept quiet, only making the sound of drinking soup and chewing.

Feng Qu turned his head and glanced, and saw Chen Yuejin sitting on the edge of the bed and eating chicken legs seriously, his cheeks were filled with food and puffed up, like a dinosaur-shaped hamster, both dumbfounded and stupid.

Turning his head back and continuing to sleep, he felt that he was so ridiculous, he was not angry anymore, and felt a little sad.

After finishing Feng Qu's soup and rice, Chen Yuejin went downstairs with an empty bowl, only to see Jiang Zhaowei crouching at the table gobbling it up.

The two brothers and sisters sat facing each other, and Chen Yuejin held his face in his hands like a girl and pondered for a long time, then asked, "Zhaowei, what do you really like about the boss?"

Jiang Zhaowei replied as clearly as possible while chewing: "He is good-looking and treats me well."

"Knowing that he treats you well, you still treat him like this?" Chen Yuejin laughed: "Now it's too late for him to hate you, let alone treat you well, what purpose can you achieve by breaking the jar like this?"

"Didn't I make such a bad move by pretending to be a good baby?" Jiang Zhaowei spat out a crumbled chicken bone and asked, "What do you think I can achieve?"

"I can't think of it." Chen Yuejin replied honestly.

"I can't think of it either." Jiang Zhaowei stuffed a chopstick of vegetables into his mouth, muttering, "Anyway, he can't possibly like me, and what I do is meaningless, why not insult him secretly , is worse than holding back."

"Then, then how long can you have fun?" Chen Yuejin turned a few somersaults with his poor brain cells, and finally came to the conclusion that the good brother's idea is so reasonable, it is almost perfect and irrefutable.

After Jiang Zhaowei finished his meal, he grabbed an apple and wiped it with the hem of his dirty clothes, brought it to his mouth, took a bite, and concluded calmly: "Who cares how long, maybe tomorrow he can't bear it and drives me away. I'll take it one more time." It’s cheaper to make more money.”

Chen Yuejin scratched his head, "That's right..."

Feng Qu fell asleep in a daze, sat up and wiped his face, and saw a peeled apple on the bedside.

The apples were served on a crystal clear glass dish. The flesh was only slightly yellowish, and it was not oxidized very much. It could be seen that it had just been peeled.

Chen Yuejin's nerves are as big as a paramecium. When it comes to love, he thinks of girls. He can't be more straight, but if you really want to say that a sissy is heartless, at least Feng Qu disagrees.He took a bite of the apple, and he ate most of it with a dull expression, but his heart was very clear: If Chen Yuejin could be dull and careless to the end, and stop caring about him with such considerate things as apples, he would give up completely.

Standing up and putting one hand in his trouser pocket, he walked downstairs while eating an apple. He met Bei Le at the top of the stairs and asked, "Where's the sissy?"

"You are sleeping, and he delivered the goods for you." Belle handed over two envelopes, "Your couple's wages."

"If you don't want to hit, then keep talking." Feng Qu only took one.

"Aren't you going to help him with his salary?" Belle clings to a rose, lifts his chin with a smile, and teases: "That's not good, he'll send all of them to the lottery shop within three days."

"I'm too lazy to be his housekeeper anymore, just buy whatever you like." Feng Qu stuffed his salary rolls into his jacket pocket, and walked around him to the basement.

"You're in a bad mood, and you want to punch alone again?"

Feng Qu said nonchalantly: "If you are not satisfied with your desires, you want to look in the mirror and eat flowers?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Bei Le resentfully bit the petals and went upstairs, knowing that if he slapped his face again, he would inevitably have more poisonous words poured over him.

When Chen Yuejin learned that Feng Qu would not keep his salary for him, he was terrified and didn't know what to do. He held the stack of money and pestered Feng Qu from evening to midnight, talking dryly, but failed to hand over the money as he wished. go.

Feng Qu punched for several hours, and after taking a shower, he wanted to sleep, but Chen Yuejin started moaning since dinner, endlessly.He closed his eyes sideways, drowsy, and the other party's nagging came into his ears continuously, and he woke up from time to time when he was disturbed, and wanted to kick the sissy out of bed.

"Feng Qu, what's wrong with you today?" Chen Yuejin stopped calling him by his nickname in a hurry, and asked pitifully close to his ear: "I said something wrong at noon, didn't I apologize? Are you going to be so angry?" when?"

Feng Qu patted the other person's hot mouth away, "I'm not angry, don't make noise."

"Then why don't you care about my money?"

"Boss is not young anymore, you can take care of your own money."

Chen Yuejin shook his shoulder: "But I still owe you money."

"You owe me a lot! Pay me back when you save enough."

"You don't care about me, how can I save money?"

"If you don't know how to save, learn to save!" Feng Qu thumped the bed impatiently, "Hey, who am I?"

Chen Yuejin replied fluently: "Brother."

Feng Qu was suffocated, and it was really difficult to exhale: "You want your brother to control you for the rest of your life? Idiot."

"Can't you?"

"No."

"why?"

Feng Qu smiled wearily, "We can't be together forever, our relationship is so good that we sleep in the same bed."

"Can't you?" Chen Yuejin was dumbfounded.

Feng Qu imitated his tone and said sarcastically: "Isn't that the legendary homosexual?"

Chen Yuejin suddenly realized: "That's right."

Feng Qu wanted to cry without tears, so he patted Dasha Mao's head to comfort him, sighed sadly but not complaining, turned over and closed his eyes again, but couldn't fall asleep.

Chen Yuejin hugged him from behind, hugging him as usual, with his arms and legs entangled together, and sniffing the familiar smell with the tip of his nose against his shoulder—how natural, it's really not something that brothers should have Affectionate and attached.

Homosexuality is not a legend. Isn't Zhao Wei one of them?With these words in his mouth, Chen Yuejin went from his throat to his mouth and back to his throat. He didn't dare to say it, lest he would startle the other party. After all, Bei Le's attitude towards Jiang Zhaowei was deeply worrying and thought quit.

In the next room, Jiang Zhaowei was still awake. In order to alleviate the pain of lust, he boldly posted Bei Le's nude photos on the Internet.

After Bai Le had a busy day, he took a rose bubble bath in the mirror, returned to his room smelling delicious and turned on the computer to browse the forum. The forum became a ruin after the wolves rioted, and no one browsed all the posts. , all poured into the new post sent by the training boss.

[There are pictures and the truth] My boss takes three baths a day...

Tuning the boss: There will always be a time when I forget to lock the door, allowing me to capture the charming butt and back.

This was followed by a topless photo of Baylor with her back.

The quality of the photos is not good, and the pixels are not high, but I have to admit that Jiang Zhaowei's candid shots are just right.The photo was cut from the earlobe to the bottom of the tailbone, and the buttocks were exposed, provoking nosebleeds.Bei Le looked thin in clothes, but he looked very predictable when he took off his clothes. There was no fat that shouldn't be there, but there was a lot of muscles that should have been there. His shoulders were wide and straight, his waist was thin and his hips were narrow, and his skin had no blemishes.He stood in the narrow bathroom, leaning on the wall with one hand, his loose body was washed by vertical and horizontal water, surrounded by fog, dimly lit, and the atmosphere was vague and ambiguous. , tall and straight but full of laziness, unexpectedly sexy and provocative, even with a little literary flavor.

Bei Le was staring at his own photos like a nympho - none of the hundreds of gigabytes of selfies in the hard drive had such artistic conception - a masterpiece!

The group of curvy and straight otaku who hang around the forum is boiling——

Lonely Dog: Oh!dog eyes!My dog ​​eyes!Your uncle, you are a sinner!Brother is hard!

Unlimited love: Landlord, I beg you, if you don’t want to be the boss, please give me his mobile phone number, I’ll come!

Who is better than me: row upstairs, sign up for one!

Make red fruit in a row: a row of mountains, sign up for one!

Selling rot to die to die: Can't calm down!save picture!The landlord is not kind, please post the second half of the photo!Kneel down and beg to watch the boss's buttocks!

Birds with no friends: The father of thunder and the mother of lightning show their power together, and their hair is disheveled, begging the boss for a lower body photo!

High-profile nerd: Angry fingers!Landlord, you are not a man, you let this seductive guy take a safe shower in front of you?

Groaning Pig: Quickly post the second half of the photo!Throw pots, pans, bowls, computers!

After turning through several pages of the overwhelming compliments and replies asking for lower body photos, the moderator couldn't bear it anymore and went into a rage.Please use your strength to love brother [moderator]: = dish = landlord, quickly post the second half of the photo!I'll add refinement to you, otherwise the IP will be blocked! (outraged ing...)

Reluctantly, the training boss refused to live and die: no, no, my boss's ass is so beautiful, it will fascinate the whole world, what if the human flesh engine is activated after posting it?I'd be kicked out, not even a babysitter.

Bei Le couldn't sit still anxiously, moved his fingers together, and typed out a string of words, with Nankeji Yewu saying "Everyone loves me" gorgeously on the ID: Don't cover up the landlord , Post the photos in full, the boss won't blame you.

Teach the boss: Group pet little goblins, you are not my boss, how would you know how moody he is!

Bei Le's fingers were trembling, he didn't know what to say to respond, and cursed in his heart: You fucking took my nude photos, I can't even come here?What a world!

The furious straight man whose IP was blocked for many days suddenly appeared: calmly picking his nose, it's really rare, my figure is much better than him.

Big Bird: Aww~~ Has the straight man unlocked the IP?Hug and kiss, press down on X~

Angry Straight Guy: Did you fucking look at other people's photos to get interested in Xing me?Get out, bastard! (#‵′) Convex this is a damn love: Straight male gentleman is so arrogant...

Unlimited love: The straight man has fallen...

Make red fruit in a row: The straight man is so coquettish...

Just when the crooked building was so crooked that it was about to turn the page again, the training boss posted a new nude photo on the main building, which once again set off a climax of replies.The newly posted photo is only half-body in profile. It shows Bei Le taking off his clothes before taking a bath, sitting on the edge of the bathtub and taking the last puff of his cigarette. Leaning lazily in the haze, there is no erotic interest.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhaowei amputated the neck up.

A group of people waited for the stalker, and the replies were like a spring, turning countless pages, but in the end they still failed to persuade the training boss to post more nude photos.

Bei Le couldn't ask for it, and threw the mouse in a rage, really wanting to rush to the next room and shake Jiang Zhaowei's neck, forcing him to hand over the complete photo!

From then on, Belle never locked the door when taking a shower.

At midnight, Yuan Mingqing finally rearranged the room.

The house is not big, and there is almost no place for this grand piano to enter the house. He took great pains to move the sofa, coffee table, TV cabinet and miscellaneous collections to the bedroom or study room, leaving as much space as possible for the piano. Space.

In the end, apart from a piano placed by the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were no other big objects in the living room.Yuan, Ming and Qing polished the living room floor so that it could be seen, and laid a woolen carpet under the piano.

After finishing all this work, he took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, pried off the cap and took a sip, walked to the piano and circled around, and tapped the keyboard a few times with one finger. It echoed in the air, showing a bit of loneliness.

He smiled, imagining that when the piano genius came again, he might wear only a pair of shorts after making out, step on the beige carpet with bare feet, and play a few of his favorite tunes in a serious manner.

Or maybe, the little love rival was lazy, didn't wear anything, sat down wrapped in a bath towel, and bargained shrewdly with him before agreeing to put his slender and beautiful fingers on the keys.

Playing it to him alone, just thinking about it makes people feel refreshed, 10,000+ is worth it.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Mingqing lived cunningly and calmly for nearly 30 years, but this time he fell down. He was overheated and made a low-level mistake. He was like a silly farmer waiting for the rabbit. After waiting for three days, the rabbit did not come; On Sunday, the entertainment channel reported that Rabbit went to the beach to film an MV; after waiting for a month, the gossip about Rabbit continued on the lace news, but he still didn't hit the farmer's gentle hometown.

When Yuan Mingqing asked a lawyer to tune the piano for the first time, he asked: "You said, a pianist like Slope Lee must be very busy?"

Lawyer Tiao replied: "That is, it is said that he has to practice the piano for at least eight hours a day."

Yuan Mingqing touched the piano and smiled helplessly.

And the second time he asked a lawyer to tune the piano, Yuan Mingqing gave up hope and asked, "Do you know how much I can sell this piano for?"

Lawyer Tiao was taken aback: "Sir, you have only bought your piano for a month, why are you about to sell it?"

Yuan Mingqing still smiled: "People who can play won't come, and it's useless to keep them. Please help me to pay attention to who wants to buy a second-hand piano."