The King's Altar

Bei Le broke out in sweat. He was used to living a comfortable life. He hadn't practiced boxing and kicking for a long time, and his skills were not as good as before. Fortunately, Jiang Zhaowei brought a lot of auxiliary tools, otherwise he would have to spend a lot of effort to succeed.

After the lower body was completely dug into the opponent's body, he stopped temporarily and smiled condescendingly, "Why don't you bark?"

Jiang Zhaowei's wrists were intertwined with stockings and tied to the head of the bed, and his left foot was also fixed at the end of the bed. Only his right foot could move, but unfortunately his right ankle was tightly bound by him.

"My darling, why are you ashamed?" Bei Le moved Jiang Zhaowei's ankle from his shoulder to his waist, tightened his right leg around his waist, and tightened his ankle again on the other side, at the same time Methodically reaching into the other's crotch, she said softly, "You are my boyfriend, it will be a matter of time..."

"Well... Lord Belle... I hurt..." Jiang Zhaowei was crying tremblingly.

Belle twitched vigorously, pinched and pinched his butt roughly, and coaxed him out of breath, "Butt hurts, bear with it!"

"Hand! Hand—" Jiang Zhaowei angrily begged for mercy following the shaking frequency: "Master Baylor! Hand, twist, twist! It hurts! I hurt..."

Belle didn't stop for a moment, just bent down and reached forward to grab the stockings. This posture undoubtedly stabbed the thing deeper, and he obviously felt the people under him tremble violently again. "Relax, it won't hurt if you relax..." Hooking the end of the stocking, he groped and slowly pulled out the slipknot, and his body moved forward skillfully and lightly, like a small boat on a lake with a slight wind. The ground bumped back and forth, soft and soft, but irresistible.

As soon as the stockings tied to his hands came loose, Jiang Zhaowei struggled to break free, and his two paws trying to resist were immediately pressed into the thick quilt, "I will untie it, you are only allowed to hug me, and you are not allowed to hit anyone." Bei Le She turned her face and kissed his tearful eyelashes, and said in a teasing tone: "The leather whip you brought hasn't been used yet, so make trouble again! Want to try some whips?"

Jiang Zhaowei changed from shock and fear at the beginning to sadness and anger. He had just saved a little bit of strength, and now he clenched his fists, glared at Bei Le with wet black eyes, gritted his teeth, and looked like a mad dog waiting for an opportunity to bite. Sample.

"What are you staring at?" Bei Le hugged his hips and slammed into him, his tone joking: "I'm not being considerate of you, it's you who seduced me, tore my clothes, pressed me on the bed, and gave me stockings and condoms... I Don’t do it, you still threatened to beat me with a whip. Huh? Didn’t you ask for it in a hurry?”

"Shut up, shut up!" Jiang Zhaowei was poked at the sore spot, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You are very proud, aren't you? You...you! I like you so I'm so anxious! What about you? You You were so fucking sure that you wanted to fuck me, and you didn't rush me once! You are noble! You are elegant! You waited for me to come to your door with restraint, and even laughed at me when you were doing it..." Cursing and cursing, unexpectedly Whispering with grievance: "How do you like me? You are playing me! You are playing me..."

Bei Le sneered and let go of his hand: "I'm really angry, hit it, don't hit your face."

"Get out! Get out! Damn slut! I'll do it, I'll kill you!" Jiang Zhaowei stooped, pressed his palms on Bei Le's tight belly and pushed it out with all his strength, but the other party was like Mount Tai, maliciously Dig in circles.Only then did he realize that those well-proportioned and sexy muscles on the opponent's body were not only captivating, but also terrifying!

"You're doing it," Bei Le passed his hands under his armpit, clasped his shoulders and increased the intensity of shrugging, and teased with a long tail, "Dear baby, you are so good, do it hard!" , work hard... hard..."

"Bastard! You've been toying with me from the beginning to the end... Boss, what a big deal? I don't like you anymore! You bastard!" Jiang Zhaowei bit his lips with rare backbone after cursing, and even moaned. Holding back, the tears were about to fall in the turbulent shaking.

Belle didn't take it seriously at all, smiled and kissed his lips and nibbled lightly, "Hey, don't make trouble, Lord Belle loves you."

"..." Jiang Zhaowei would be humiliated every time he uttered a word, so he simply pursed his lips tightly.

Bei Le coaxed for so long but failed to achieve any results. He couldn't help but feel bored. Seeing that the endless birdie didn't respond, it shrunk into a little bird instead. He couldn't help frowning, "You really don't want to?"

"..." Jiang Zhaowei closed his eyes unyieldingly, as if he had suffered great pain, with an expression on his face that he wanted to commit suicide.

Belle suppressed his smile, stopped his offensive, and asked, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"..." Jiang Zhaowei was overjoyed, sprinkled flowers all over his heart, and kept silent trying to get him: I want to fuck you!

No, the dead slut said flatly, "You're so reluctant... why don't you break up."

Jiang Zhaowei trembled, but before he could respond, the damned weapon was withdrawn!Opening his eyes, he saw Bai Le turned around and untied the stockings on his feet. "Boss! Don't, don't!" With a thick skin like Jiang Zhaowei, he immediately turned his dog's head and crawled over to hug Bei Le's leg, enduring the tears of the whole night, and finally recognized the reversal rape that night It's like grabbing a bun with a dog. Whether he intends to eat the bun after being bitten by the dog, or let the dog bite and lose the bun, all depends on his own attitude!

Bei Le looked at him solemnly, with a heartless and ungrateful face!

Jiang Zhaowei's heart palpitations, of course he couldn't bear to part with this heartless and ungrateful bun!After sobbing a few times, he swallowed his tears and begged in a low voice, "Master Baylor, me! I won't make trouble...you, you love me..."

Bei Le didn't hold back, hugged him with a snort and rolled on the big bed, then slapped him loudly on the buttocks, "Say it's okay, no one will hurt you if you are not good!"

Jiang Zhaowei was stunned, covered his ass, and cursed with tears in his eyes: "Damn slut! You're playing with me again! I hate your whole family!"

"Shh..." Belle kissed his lips, kissed his collarbone, kissed the sensitive spot on his chest, and pecked and licked it down, "I didn't let you feel good first, it's my fault." Can't you?" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly swallowed his frightened little bird...

"Ah! Ah? Ah..." Jiang Zhaowei was as frightened as if he had been struck by lightning, his four claws kicked around and his waist twisted wildly, his chest and lower abdomen heaved violently, "What are you doing? Hey, hey, hey!"

"Don't want it?" Belle stopped hesitating, raised his head and looked at him playfully, squinted his eyes and smiled lightly, biting his lower lip loosely with his snow-white teeth, the luster on his lips was so lustful!

"I want, I want..." Jiang Zhaowei looked away in a daze, his legs were crossed on the other's broad shoulders, the turbulent desire was wrapped in the fiery mouth-an unprecedented experience, and his nerves were crushed by pleasure!He grabbed the air uselessly with both hands, then grabbed Bai Le's hair, then grabbed the pillow upwards, and finally covered his nose. He felt that his nosebleed was about to burst out, and he was too embarrassed to look down!

Oh my God!Lord Belle is horny——

In the other room, which was pitch black, Chen Yuejin returned to the bedside with his hair on his head, patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Zhaowei finally calmed down."

"Is it interesting to listen to others call the bed?" Feng Qu lay half-lying with his legs crossed, with a cigarette between his fingers, and the cigarette butt flickered on and off.

"I'm worried about killing people." Chen Yuejin said righteously.

Feng Qu shook the soot, "No one died, can I sleep peacefully?"

"Look at them fighting and arguing... how hurtful..." Chen Yuejin sat on the edge of the bed with his back to him, took his hand and folded it in both of them, talking to himself shyly and happily: "Talk Love should be carried out step by step like ours, step by step in a down-to-earth way, and the relationship will be stable."

It's you, a stupid B, who has watched too many idol dramas!Feng Qu rolled his eyes, and was about to complain when the man spread his palm, lowered his head and kissed his palm.

Careful kiss, itchy, all the way to the heart.

Feng Qu opened his mouth, the sarcasm stuck in his throat, and he stopped.He inadvertently remembered a night many years ago, he lay on the bed pretending to sleep, opened his eyes to peek.There was a man sitting by the bed like this, kissing his palms and fingertips intently, but he never dared to go one step further, because he was still young at that time, and his older lover regarded him as a taboo and seductive rare treasure .

He knelt up, hugged Chen Yuejin from behind, leaned forward and kissed the corner of the other's lips, and whispered: "Hey, I love you." That man spoiled him, and after the breakup, he spent a while casually In life, no one cares about anyone, and no one cares about him.He cherishes the chance to meet someone who is so precious to him again. Whether the other party wants to have a vigorous love, or a slow cooker with finger tenderness, he is willing.

Feng Qu started to quit smoking.

In the early morning, after practicing boxing in the basement, he returned to the living room to drink water, and a thin vest was completely soaked.

After Bei Le washed up, he drank lemonade and chatted lazily: "I said...you have so much energy and nowhere to vent, so do more work! What kind of boxing do you want to fight? Do you want to become a generation of boxing champions or something?"

Feng Qu lifted the hem of his clothes to wipe off his sweat, and glanced at him, "What's the fuss in the early morning? Fasten the collar tightly to cover up those dog-gnawing marks."

Hearing this, Belle threw off the collar of her nightgown, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders and fair chest, which were covered with tooth marks and hickey marks.Looking at the mirror prettily, his eyes were blurred and he clicked his tongue. He didn't know whether to praise himself for his beauty or Jiang Zhaowei's good teeth.

"It can be seen that I had a lot of fun last night." Feng Qu habitually put his hand into his pocket, but he didn't touch the cigarette, feeling a little awkward, and opened the refrigerator to find a substitute.

Bei Le leaned on the full-length mirror and was intoxicated by himself, lazily let out a sigh of many turns from his nasal cavity, expressing his acquiescence.

Feng Qu asked sympathetically, "Jiang Zhaowei is about to be killed by you, right?"

"Not yet awake," Bei Le raised a pair of peach eyes and looked Feng Qu up and down, "Take him to exercise, he is too weak."

"He's known as Bajiro One Night." Feng Qu added insult to injury.

"Tch." Belle smiled dignifiedly, "He fell into my hands, and it's almost the same as a man in eight nights, and it's not enough to plug my teeth."

"That small body, and being too self-reliant, really suffers..." Feng Qu couldn't find a cigarette substitute, and became even more irritable, "Slut, talking to you! Is it enough to be stinky? Take care, he For the first time, you thought you were as hard-wearing and hard-working as me?"

"Don't worry, I know it." Belle's lips were full of smiles: "That kid was insignificant for nothing, what the fuck, when he got on the bed, his reaction was so tender."

Feng Qu finally found something that could go directly into his mouth, an apple, and took a bite.

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoqu is good~" Bei Le talked a lot when he was happy, and poked him with his elbow, "What impression do you have of the first time?"

"I? I'm 15 years old. I'm still developing. I'm as thin as a stick." Feng Qu commented bluntly and bluntly: "I haven't even grown my hair yet. It's just pain, nothing else."

Bei Le wiped off the cold sweat: "I know you have been depraved since you were a child, but I really didn't know you were so young! Your second uncle is a beast!"

Feng Qu was chewing the apple, he paused for a moment, then continued to chew quietly.He hadn't heard the word "Second Uncle" for a long time, and he was in a daze for a moment, subconsciously defending the man: "I begged him."

Looking out the window, he saw Chen Yuejin coming back from buying breakfast, and immediately switched to the pure topic mode, "I asked Yuejin to buy lotus seed porridge, you can give Zhaowei a bowl."

Belle gathered up his nightgown, turned around the sofa and looked through the cupboard, "Add some rock sugar..."

huh...

Stepped on... what?

It seems that they all forgot... There is a duck in the house.

The little duck just woke up too. Last night there were no big cats or dogs to lick it and hold it. It slept peacefully. It curled up under the sofa and slept until dawn. It flapped its short wings and staggered out. It was pleasantly surprised to see a handsome man.With a "Karma" sound, it tilted its goose-yellow head, and its black eyes were shining brightly.

Bei Le raised his foot, Huarong was pale and found that his noble and white shoes had stepped on a pile of shit.