The King's Altar

Yuan Mingqing successfully stole the armor, went around to Fugui Bakery to buy a box of desserts designed to deceive children, and then calmly walked briskly back home to coax the little rival.

Li Wudi didn't wake up until noon, and he could have slept for a while, but his stomach was so hungry that it woke him up.Due to the deep sleep, he was still sleepwalking after waking up, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, and just opened his eyes in a daze.

"Meat rabbit~" Yuan Mingqing stood by the bed and looked down at him, holding a key rope and shaking it non-stop.The thin key rope is equipped with a badge that is a circle smaller than the Coke cap, and only one key is hung, and it jingles as it shakes.

Li Wudi's slack and lazy eyes gradually focused on the key rope, and he reached out to fish reflexively like a cat scooping up a ball of yarn, but he was a step behind in speaking, and only groaned a few times.

Yuan Mingqing lifted the rope and smiled, "Get up."

After sleeping in the dark, all the numb muscles recovered last night, Li Wudi didn't move, his whole body was sore from skin to bone, he opened his mouth incredulously, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: " Hmm? It's hard..."

Yuan Mingqing saw that he was right, and hurriedly bent down to help him up, "Why is it uncomfortable?"

Li Wudi's upper body was hugged and couldn't move, so he twisted his lower body, "Everything is uncomfortable..."

"Uh, where? You point out a place, and I'll rub it for you." Yuan Mingqing secretly blamed himself: Oops, I played too much last night!It's no wonder that the meat rabbit who lacks exercise all the year round suddenly over-exercises.

Hearing this, Li Wudi also wanted to find out the exact "discomfort point". He spread his two bare legs covered with hickey marks, bent his knees and stretched them to the left and right, straightened them, shook them respectively, turned around and slid down to lie down. On Yuan Mingqing's lap, he pushed Baidudu's buttocks away with both hands, turned his head, and asked Fakemi for help solemnly and with tears in his eyes: "My butt hurts, help me see if it's swollen!"

Yuan Mingqing took a deep breath, raised his head and waited for 2 minutes to drive back the nosebleed rushing into his nasal cavity. When he lowered his head again, his face remained calm: "It's a little swollen and red. You should rest for a few days."

Li Wudi was dissatisfied, "You said you would rub it for me!"

Yuan Mingqing is worse than obedience, he presses his finger up and rubs it in a whirlpool, overjoyed, frowning: "You still don't affect your sleep, my little bird borrowed you for a night, and it hurts too much, so I didn't sleep all night, well!"

Li Wudi tilted his head to look at him with pity, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Yuan Mingqing raised the corners of his mouth, showing a weak and wry smile that made people feel distressed.

Li Wudi sincerely apologized: "I'm really sorry, I will never borrow from you so many times in the future."

"And in the future? That's not acceptable." Yuan Mingqing shook his head again and again, and hung the key rope around his neck, "Meat Tutu, this is the key to my house. Next time you come, you don't have to wait at the door to be recognized. It’s not going to be good.”

Li Wudi grabbed the key, suddenly a little shy: "You welcome me to come again next time?"

Yuan Mingqing's tone was sad: "It's okay to come and play, but if you can't, then borrow the bird."

Li Wudi pouted, and murmured in his heart: Can you do it, but you can't help it!

Yuan Mingqing took out three photos from his wallet, "Come, I promised you last time, the photo of Sasha."

Li Wudi snatched it, "Why are there only three?"

"Don't be too greedy." Yuan Mingqing smiled with a good temper.

"Hey, look!" Li Wudi flipped through the photos: "Sasha is a bit stronger than you, you don't deserve it at all, you better give her to me."

Yuan Mingqing kneaded persistently, nodded and said, "A little stronger than me, a little stronger than you."

Li Wudi rubbed his nose angrily, turned his head to look at Yuan Mingqing, and then at the photo, hehe silly: "You are not as handsome in taking pictures as I am."

"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Mingqing said modestly.

"Look at your messy hair, and you don't have a good hairstyle for taking pictures." Li Wudi commented critically.

"Short hair, never combed."

Li Wudi suggested: "You look energetic in light-colored clothes, don't wear dark-colored clothes next time you take a photo."

Yuan Mingqing accepted it humbly: "It is true, pay attention next time."

Li Wudi kept staring at Yuan Mingqing on the photo with a smile on his face. After watching for a long time, he suddenly realized: "Damn it! I asked you to give me a photo of Sasha, why are you taking a photo with me?"

Yuan Mingqing is very innocent: "You didn't say you only need a single photo."

Li Wudi shook the three poor pieces of paper angrily: "Sasha is sitting on your lap, you are smiling so happily, isn't that intentional to show off to me?"

Yuan Mingqing sneered inwardly, with a sincere face: "Then what should I do? I only have a group photo."

Li Wudi beat the bed: "Give me the scissors!"

Yuan Mingqing felt a little unhappiness in his heart, but he didn't show it at all. He quickly found out the small scissors and handed them to him.

Li Wudi pouted his bare butt and asked his rival to rub his back for him, angrily cut out his rival in the photo, "If I don't cut you out, I can't help but look at you all the time, it's really an eyesore!"

In the small foreign building, the TV is showing today's entertainment news. Today's headline news is that Luo Mosheng stayed overnight at the president's villa, and was photographed by the paparazzi when he got off the car. Mo Sheng's rumors set off a new climax.

The three employees watched TV with gusto, commented a few words from time to time, and did nothing.

On the TV, Luo Mosheng was furious facing the camera: "Your uncle, you shoot it as soon as you shoot it, why are you tearing my clothes? How dare you say you didn't? Say it again? You reporters, don't go too far! I Why do I have to explain to you? Why? What a fucking kid..."

"Hey...fire-breathing Luo..." Jiang Zhaowei could understand Luo Mosheng's murderous intent through the TV, and shrank back in fear: "I really can't believe this scandal, the president can stand this character ?”

Chen Yuejin sighed, "I saw him in "My Little Boyfriend Meng Meng", how cute, isn't he irritable at all..."

Feng Qu propped his chin, "That kind of idiot idol drama is only watched by ignorant girls under the age of 17."

"Nonsense," Chen Yuejin defended, "Netizens call him a teacher killer."

Feng Qu added: "Well, yes. There are women over the age of 40 who will like him, but it seems that it has nothing to do with you."

"Uh..." Chen Yuejin also felt ashamed: "I just looked at it casually, it's quite, quite amusing, hehe, hehe..."

The camera changed to Slop's album release conference, and a female entertainment reporter stood in front of the camera: "Slop didn't show up on this important occasion today, which greatly disappointed the fans, and several fanatic fans even cried bitterly. Lost his voice...According to insiders in the entertainment company, Slop suffers from mild depression and often runs away from home...Slop's agent, Mr. Yi Shuxue, said that such irresponsible remarks were pure It's a rumor... Mr. Yi, can you say a few words?"

The manager, who is as good-looking and as popular as a star, stroked his meticulous hair and said: "Slop is an artist rather than a vase. He requires perfection in both music and himself. He spends eight hours practicing the piano every day. I hope to spend more time on piano practice, and I hope everyone understands..."

Feng Qu looked at Bei Le thoughtfully, and said vaguely: "It seems that Slop has disappeared again, boss, you can give Xiao Ming a few days off..."

Belle held an empty box covered in black velvet, with a gloomy face: "Where's the Harry Potter badge key rope I made?"

Everyone looked at each other, Jiang Zhaowei put on a timid look in a pleasing manner, and spoke on behalf of the masses: "We didn't move."

"I don't think you dare to move! Yuan Mingqing, it's against you!" Bei Le threw the empty box far away as if venting his anger, "Chen Yuejin, has the customer who ordered the armor been dealt with?"

"It's... done," Chen Yuejin replied tremblingly, "Refund, complaint."

Bei Le whipped his whip over, "Is it a deal if someone complains? You still watch TV! Look at you, a bitch? Trash!"

"Hey~ah~" Chen Yuejin fell down in response, crawled to the computer with hands and feet, and started working!

Bei Le walked around frantically with his hands behind his back, making troubles everywhere, "Feng Qu, how to deal with the customer whose essential oil lamp is broken?"

"Pay three, get it done, praise."

Bei Le angrily scolded: "Dongbin Lane overturned the road, and I told you to take a detour, but you didn't take the detour, but took a shortcut! The car rattled and rattled, and the essential oil lamp was thrown into the rear bucket. Five broke and three! One for two hundred Eight, if you pay three, you will lose all your money."

Seeing that he was on fire, Feng Qu said flatly, "I'm sorry, boss."

Belle poked his forehead with his index finger, "Pay attention to me next time."

Chen Yuejin squeezed between the two of them: "Old...boss, that day, it seems that I delivered the goods that day, don't poke him, poke me..."

"You?" Bei Le smiled sinisterly, raised his whip and whipped wildly: "You prodigal son!"

Chen Yuejin ran away with his head in his arms, and complained tearfully: "Why do you poke the cricket with your finger and whip me with a whip? It's not fair..."

Bei Le sat down panting: "I'm so pissed off by you! If the tiger doesn't show its power, treat me like a sick cat..."

Jiang Zhaowei immediately served coffee: "Master Baylor, please use it."

Belle picked it up and took a sip, then dropped it, "Instant coffee? I asked you to get up early to grind coffee beans, and you just use instant coffee to perfuse me every day? One day, two days, three days, four days, one month! I won't talk about you , are you still in good spirits?"

Jiang Zhaowei also couldn't figure out why Bei Le lost his nerve today. It stands to reason that it was not the first time that he lost some armor, essential oil lamps, etc. Bei Le was never really angry about these things.

Bei Le couldn't help but feel sad: that dead man wished he could pick up his skull and give it to me, but now he has learned to take my things to make fun of himself!Damn it!

To put it bluntly, Yuan Mingqing couldn't see that he had a good life with others, and he couldn't see Yuan Mingqing had a good life with others. It was fine for both of them to spend their lives alone. Once there was one more person, the conflict would be on the verge of breaking out.

Bei Le lowered his head and saw Jiang Zhaowei was busy picking up fragments of coffee cups, with a pitiful face like a young daughter-in-law.He couldn't bear to scold any more, dropped the whip and went upstairs, "Go and buy me a rose."