The King's Altar

Feng Qu sprinted ahead aimlessly, with his hands in his pockets habitually, and stopped to buy a deep-fried dough stick when passing by a breakfast stand, and ate it while walking.Yuan Mingqing followed behind, seized the time to buy a cup of soy milk and put it in his arms, keeping up with the other party's pace.

I have to admit that Feng Qu's walking posture is the most chic he has ever seen.Although the appearance of the cold-faced little white cat is unremarkable, its body is top-notch. It is tall and thin, with moderate muscles, thin waist and narrow hips. Vigorous and resolute, the back view is heroic, arrogant, and masculine-no matter whether it is a man or a woman, anyone who has a small desire for a man cannot resist the charm of that body. Just looking at the back view is enough to seduce people.

There is no destination, Feng Qu is just relaxing, walking casually, only thinking about walking, but not paying attention to the path he walked, walking the same alley back and forth three times, buying at the same stall along the way Three churros.

The sissy is really capable of making Feng Qu angry like this.Yuan Mingqing smiled mockingly. Speaking of which, I have known Feng Qu for four or five years, and I saw him shed tears twice, one for his ex-boyfriend who lived together for many years, and the other for Chen Yuejin this morning— —Unfortunately, none of them are reliable, that ex-boyfriend is 20 years older than him, and Chen Yuejin...is not as good as his ex-boyfriend.

When Yuan, Ming and Qing studied abroad for master degree, he won a British architectural design award and won the best scholarship. He went back to his alma mater to give a lecture, and Feng Qu was just a freshman in the same department. The two knew each other. After exchanging contact information with each other, the verbal communication is extremely honest, because Feng Qu is not like a gay at all, let alone a pure zero, and his sensitive similar scanning radar has failed.

Later, Yuan, Ming and Qing’s academics plummeted due to the plummet of Bei Le, and they re-entered for a master’s degree for a year. They failed to apply for a doctoral degree, so they returned to their alma mater to work as an assistant to a professor, and the exchanges with Feng Qu became frequent.But during those days, he and Bei Le lived in two places, and Bei Le was surrounded by male vixen, and the two separated and reunited, which made him unable to work stably. In a fit of anger, he took Bei Le to his side and watched , introduced Bei Le to others, including Feng Qu, saying that he was his good buddy—not to hide anything, it was indeed the fact that he and Bei Le had been entangled to death, talking about Plato, and sleeping in two beds.

No, within a few months, Feng Qu resolutely kicked off his ex-boyfriend for some reason, Lightning and Bei Le got together and eloped!Yuan Mingqing really wanted to cry but had no tears, so he quit his job and chased all the way back.

Cold-faced little white cat, what a man, hard and soft at the same time, he is a lecherous cat when he goes to bed, and a handsome man when he gets off the bed. Chen Yuejin, that mother-in-law's idiot, who knows how ecstasy such a man can do!Yuan Mingqing reminisced about how he had made Feng Qu so out of breath, and he smacked his lips in the brain, and felt that it would be better to hit the sun than to choose the day, so he should take advantage of it, book a room in the hotel in front, and pull it up. Feng Qu came to give a cannonball temporarily - and then he slapped himself: I'm so anxious, the meat rabbit is still waiting for me on the bed with bare buttocks!

Feng Qu in front suddenly stopped, frowning and looking around, turned around and saw Yuan Mingqing unexpectedly, he took a deep breath and closed his mouth tightly, patted his chest in embarrassment, and at the same time let out a cry: "Hic."

Yuan Ming smiled, took out the soy milk from his arms, and poked it into the straw: "Here, it's still hot. I've told you many times, don't eat if you walk so fast, you'll choke to death."

Feng Qu took it and drank it, then pressed down the food stuck in his chest, wiped his mouth and asked, "Follow me all the time?"

"Seeing that you are not happy, I will accompany you."

Feng Qu drank the soy milk in two gulps, and forced a smile: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Don't stand on the road and blow the wind." Yuan Mingqing held his icy hands and said warmly, "Go, go to that milk tea shop for a cup of hot tea."

Feng Qu raised the empty soybean milk cup, "This is very good, thank you, I'll go back."

"Can you leave Chen Yuejin alone?"

Feng Qu retorted: "Can you stop worrying about being mentally retarded?"

Yuan Mingqing shrugged: "You don't care, what do I care about? I just feel sorry for you. If you like him, just say it. If he doesn't want to, just break it up."

"Who wants you to feel bad? Disgusting." Feng Qu threw the soy milk cup into the trash can, walked slowly back along the wall, and said thoughtfully, "From now on, I don't like it anymore."

Yuan Mingqing touched Feng Qu's pale ears affectionately: "Silly boy, no one's love is smooth sailing."

"Don't worry about it." Feng Qu tilted his head to avoid it, and looked at him with contradictory and strange eyes: This obscene bastard looks like a good person, and he is ambiguous and considerate to everyone. Chen Yuejin's mental retardation must have taken his ecstasy .

"Well, I don't care." Yuan Mingqing smiled: "From now on I don't like it, I will do what I say."

Feng Qu looked away, snorted, and cursed in his heart: You vixen who gloats at other people's misfortunes.

Chen Yuejin was beaten for half a day. The reason why he said it was half a day was because when Bei Le beat him hard, he found that his posture of swinging the whip was domineering and wild, which was a rare sight, so he ordered Jiang Zhaowei to use the full-length mirror, Go change into a matching leather jacket, leather pants, leather boots, leather hat and leather gloves, and then come back and continue playing.Fortunately, Chen Yuejin still had a negligible IQ, so he didn't just squat down and wait for the beating. He took this opportunity to bite off the rope tied to his wrist, climbed the window and ran away.

Feng Qu walked back along the original road, and saw Chen Yuejin squatting behind a group of bushes trying to hide himself from a long distance away, thinking that no one else could see him.

Feng Qu walked over without squinting, within five meters, Chen Yuejin caught up with shaking his paws, wept before saying a word, if it was a boy with a pretty face, it would be hurt by pear blossoms with rain, but it was a King Kong Barbie, so he started to cry There is no half aesthetic feeling, making people want to give him two punches.

Feng Qu was not in the mood to move his fist, and threatened calmly: "Cry again and crush you to death."

Chen Yuejin took his hand, stopped crying and said: "Cricket, I'm sorry, I'm a wimp, don't be angry with me."

Feng Qu waved his hands, sarcastically: "It's very proud to be a wimp, isn't it?"

Chen Yuejin went into battle with both hands and squeezed his hand tightly: "I was wrong, please don't ignore me..."

"You want to break my bones?" Feng Qu raised his eyebrows.

"No, no, no..." Chen Yuejin quickly loosened his fingers, clasping his five fingers with his right hand, lest he would be thrown away, and then clamped his wrist with his left hand, "Feng Qu, please forgive me..."

Feng Qu is not a hypocritical person, he nodded readily: "No problem."

Chen Yuejin laughed through his tears: "Then we are still good friends?"

Feng Qu gave him one word succinctly: "Yes."

Chen Yuejin was so grateful that he didn't know what to say, he was really stupid, he smirked for a while, touched his pocket, took out the only coin left, and flattered him: "May I buy you a popsicle?"

Feng Qu smiled, "Okay."

The two held hands, reconciled as before and returned to Xiaoyanglou, as if the incident in the morning had never happened, Chen Yuejin pushed open the door with a bouncing voice, and shouted in a rough and coquettish voice: "We are back."

Bei Le took off the leather whip pinned to his waist, and smiled coldly: "Just come back, let's continue."

Chen Yuejin hid behind Feng Qu, "Boss, please spare me!"

Feng Qu raised his hand to block the whip, "He just came back from the hospital yesterday. He is not in good health. He will have to be beaten in a few days."

Belle spat: "He is really spoiled by you!"

Jiang Zhaowei approached with a red apple, flattering him: "Feng Qu...well, I'm sorry, I just bought an apple for you to eat and washed it clean."

"You're right, there's no need to apologize." Feng Qu patted his head, didn't pick up the apple, walked upstairs and asked, "Is there any hot water?"

Jiang Zhaowei wagged his tail: "Yes, yes, yes."

Feng Qu said to himself: "Well, I'll take a bath."

Chen Yuejin followed Feng Qu around right and left like a big tail, walked up a few steps, turned his head back, took the apple, and jumped and ran to follow.

Jiang Zhaowei watched them disappear at the top of the stairs, his nose was slightly sour, and he asked Bei Le: "Are Feng Qu and Yuejin not friends with me anymore?"

"Yeah, look at what you did." Bei Le took off his leather gloves, sighed in the mirror, and was disappointed that he couldn't hit Chen Yuejin.

Jiang Zhaowei twisted his fingers in a daze, feeling that he was hated by everyone - he just wanted to help, but who knew what to do to make it not bad?He lowered his head, rubbed his sore nose vigorously, knelt down to pick up broken porcelain pieces, his eyes were red, and complained incoherently in a childlike tone of grievance: "They don't want to get along with me, Qingqing scolds me, and you don't like me." Scold me, you are the most eccentric..."

Belle was taken aback, and said, "Hey, don't pick it up, come here."

Jiang Zhaowei picked up the large pieces of porcelain into the trash can, took the broom to clean up the fine pieces of porcelain slag, sniffed behind Bei Le's back and said, "Who will pick it up if I don't? Anyway, I will clean it in the end, so you will order me .”

"Didn't you hear me calling you over?"

"What are you doing again?" Jiang Zhaowei's voice was crooked, "The coffee is ready, it's right by your hand, do you want me to pass it?"

"What attitude?" Belle walked behind him at some point: "Didn't you say you were fed up with me during the quarrel?"

"What?" Jiang Zhaowei dropped the broom and glared, "Are you going to let me go again?"

Belle smirked: "Are you crying? Is it real crying this time?"

Jiang Zhaowei wiped his face and raised his chin arrogantly: "Fake crying, the eyes are covered with saliva."

"Then let me taste the taste of this saliva." Belle sipped at the corner of his eyes, "Yo, it's salty."

Jiang Zhaowei was stunned for a while, grabbed Bei Le's collar, pursed his lips and tried to force a kiss as usual, and said vaguely: "Try this, taste this, it's fresh and sweet."

This time, Belle didn't kick him away, but put his arms around his belt into the sofa, kissed his lips affectionately, and said with a smile: "Bitch, don't cry, I know you're not mean, you're just stupid."

Jiang Zhaowei bared his teeth and waved his claws, threatening with the corners of his eyes hanging: "I will be responsible for kissing you! Be my boyfriend!"

Belle nodded: "Okay."

The other party promised so happily, Jiang Zhaowei couldn't accept it, he was dumb, and it took him a long time to say stupidly: "Liar."

Belle kissed the tip of his nose, with an understated smile on the corner of his lips: "I'm not lying, let's try. I will hire a part-time worker in the future, and I don't want you to be a babysitter."

Jiang Zhaowei became shy when he became serious, his glib tongue turned into an elm fossil, his ears turned red, and he didn't know how to put his hands and feet.In order to hide his embarrassment and ecstasy, he hurriedly grabbed Bai Le's hand and took a bite, saying, "Master Bai Le, I like you so much!"