The King's Altar

Yuan Mingqing suffered some skin trauma, bruises and scratches on the cheekbones and corners of the mouth, and blood stains on the browbones.Belle pinched his chin and lifted his face, and asked in surprise, "Who hit you?"

"In Yuse Mountain, I accidentally ran into an owner who didn't like me, and a dispute arose. He called a few security guards and drove them out with beatings and scolding." Yuan Mingqing sighed disheartened.

"Which person beat you? How amazing is it to live in a mansion?" Belle stared angrily!Although Yuan, Ming and Qing have a bad stomach, they have good looks and smiles, and they are tactful and friendly to others. They will never conflict with irrelevant people for no reason—unless they are too unreasonable!

Yuan Mingqing smiled with a good temper: "It's bad luck, I met Luo Mosheng."

Bei Le withdrew his hand, and at the same time withdrew his sympathetic and angry expression, and said coldly: "You deserve it."

Yuan Mingqing had been lurking in Yuse Mountain for more than a week, and it wasn't that he didn't see Li Wudi, but unfortunately, he didn't say a word.Every day the paper roses he locked in the mailbox were taken away, but there was no response. Sometimes when Li Wudi saw him by the window, he immediately closed the curtains in a panic.That attitude was very clear, maybe it was resentment that he lied to others, maybe it was because he was afraid of having an affair with the same sex, in short, he had no special feelings for him-and based on what he did, he really didn't expect to get any feelings, it was nothing more than It's just a fluke mentality.

Yuan Mingqing struggled for a week, and when he saw that the other party was avoiding him like a plague god, he had to give up.This afternoon, he folded the paper into roses as usual, and sneakily approached the gate of Li's house, intending to give it away for the last time, when he bumped into Luo Mosheng head-on!

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous, and Luo Mo asked him sharply why he appeared in Yuse Mountain. Of course, he would not tell the truth, so he replied angrily: "I want you to care!" After he finished speaking, he regretted it, and Luo Mo was just surprised It was just a nonsense question unconsciously. After being surprised, he didn't bother to talk too much. He waved to the security guard and beat him out. Even if he wanted to find an excuse to explain, the big star didn't bother to listen!

Lovelorn, scolded, beaten, what a miserable Christmas Eve!

Belle sat on the armrest of the sofa and listened to his complaints, playing with his graceful fingers absently, "It's useless to say you're so pitiful, it's none of my business."

"I didn't mention you, don't you feel guilty." Yuan Mingqing lifted Bei Le's neckline as if nothing had happened, glanced inward at the hickey on his chest, and calmly recited a crooked poem: "Bi Ren Xue Yu Muscle, peach blossoms bloom everywhere..."

"Hey, don't be ashamed of being uneducated!" Bei Le laughed, and let him watch it nonchalantly: "When Jiang Zhaowei comes back from buying skewers, don't touch him in front of him."

"So it's okay now?" Yuan Mingqing smiled lazily.

"You won't lose a piece of meat if you touch it! You can touch me," Belle pinched his face with a smirk, "I won't touch you?"

Yuan Mingqing hurriedly avoided, hissing, and Bei Le pinched his wound.

Bei Le got up and found the medicine box, and took out a stack of cotton swabs, "The dog's head stretched out, and I'll deal with it for you. Your smiling face is worth a little money, you scum, don't make a fool of yourself."

Yuan Mingqing turned his face and pillowed on his lap, "Why do I feel so tired?"

"Isn't it just a relationship of a few months? You can get the best, and you won't die if you don't get it." Bei Le poked a cotton swab into the medicine bottle, rubbed his head with some distress, remembering that he was raped when he cheated before. He caught it, and he was the same way. He didn't lose his temper, let alone beat and swear. He just laughed, and he just laughed helplessly. He didn't say he was tired physically or mentally.

"I'll die but I won't get it, just like you. I've been struggling for half my life and let that bastard take advantage of someone I can't get. Thinking about it, I can't be reconciled." Yuan Mingqing held his fingers softly: "I Father, coax me."

"Talk about the rabbit! Who told you to mention me? The bastard asked me to fuck, you let me?" Bei Le pulled back his hand and wanted to slap him, but seeing his face was covered in injuries, there was really nowhere to start, and he couldn't help but soften his heart , bent down and kissed him on the cheek, and persuaded him nicely and kindly: "Hey, if you can't get that rabbit, get another one. Don't fight with me, it's useless."

"I know, it's useless." Yuan Mingqing repeated in a low voice, closing his eyes tiredly, "I'm just lonely, I'm just joking with you, I don't want to do anything..."

"I'm lonely, go pick up girls, what's the use of asking me to act like a baby?" Bei Le took out a cotton swab and pressed it hard on his wound.

Almost at the same second, Yuan Mingqing stood upright, covered his wound and asked, "Beile! What did you wipe for me?"

"Iodine."

"Why not use hydrogen peroxide?"

"I can't stand your dead look."

"Hiss...you're ruthless..."

After Feng Qu took a shower, Jiang Zhaowei packed dozens of skewers of various colors and came back. The wound on Yuan Mingqing's face was healed, and a piece of gauze and two band-aids were pasted on. The big meal ordered by the restaurant was also delivered, and the champagne was opened. The five people clinked glasses with each other around the round table, wished Merry Christmas lively, and then started to eat!

The food was very good, but Feng Qu had no appetite at all, so he sat slumped on the chair and only focused on drinking, first his left leg rested on his right leg, then his right leg rested on his left leg, and finally his legs stretched out.And Chen Yuejin eats whatever is delicious, chewing crispy fish, it’s delicious, take a spoonful and put it in Feng Qu’s bowl; drinking old duck stew, it’s delicious, pick out the legs and put it in Feng Qu’s bowl; eat roasted quail , delicious, grab the last one...

Belle tapped his chopsticks, "Enough is enough, eat one and save one in the nest? Put it down!"

Chen Yuejin had no choice but to put it down, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and picked up half a crab instead, "Cricket, eat."

"Eat yours, leave me alone." Feng Qu was so irritated by the wool underwear, itchy and annoying.

Chen Yuejin supported his thigh and shook it, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qu was almost detonated, and he shouted angrily: "Get your claws away!"

Not only Chen Yuejin, but the rest of them were taken aback. Bei Le frowned and looked over: "We are celebrating the holidays, and the young couple quarreled and went back to the room."

"I didn't quarrel..." Feng Qu drank half a bottle of wine on an empty stomach. His whole body was hot and itchy. In order to let his lower body breathe, he raised one leg and put it on Chen Yuejin's thigh, and slid down I slipped and stretched my legs as wide as possible without any trace, but it was still unbearably itchy and my scalp was numb.

Chen Yuejin leaned forward with concern, caressing the base of his thigh with his warm palm, "Do you feel unwell?"

Feng Qu closed his eyes, and let out a subdued hum from his nasal cavity: "A little... dizzy."

"It's easy to get drunk if you don't eat something!" Jiang Zhaowei hurriedly packed a bowl of fried gingko, leaned forward and handed it over.

"Hurry up, hurry up and eat your stomach first." Chen Yuejin patted his... inner thigh carelessly, and rubbed it up and down with pure motives, coaxing a child: "While it's hot!"

The woolen fabric clings to the organ with the least self-control, friction and stimulation all the time, and another dog paw recklessly fanned the flames in the sensitive area. Feng Qu endured to the critical point, and was a little embarrassed to find that the thing was detached. I'm in control, and I'm starting to probe my brain!Putting down the wine glass with a thud, blocking the ginkgo sticks that Chen Yuejin brought to his mouth, he stood up, without explaining a word, and walked upstairs—even if he stepped on the useless glass heart to pieces, he would have to change his underwear!going crazy!

Thank goodness, it was escaped in time!Back in his own room, the lower body completely arched the tent, Feng Qu had a sullen face, and before the door had time to close, he quickly took off his pants, as if the pants were covered in flames!

"Oh...you, you, you have a good meal, why...just take off your pants?" Chen Yuejin followed all the way with fried gingko, rushed in and locked the door, afraid of being caught. Others saw the babe naked.

Feng Qu stood next to the closet with his bare legs, and pulled out a pair of underwear, either wearing them or not.

Fearing that he would catch a cold, Chen Yuejin hurriedly put down the bowl and turned on the heater, staring at his little brother with his head upright, raised his voice in surprise, "You ate well, why... just, are you interested?"

Feng Quqi didn't hit a single word, picked up the woolen underwear and threw it on his face: "Take off your pants!"

"No! My dear, what's the matter with you?" Chen Yuejin tightened his trousers nervously and shook his head desperately.

"Damn...you..." Feng Qu's eyes froze, and he was so angry that he was drunk, and he was really dizzy!He held the table for a moment, then shouted angrily: "Can you take it off?"

"It's mealtime at this point, why are you taking off your pants?" Chen Yuejin stomped his feet with tears in his eyes, "Don't be too beastly!"

Feng Qu originally just wanted to force the other party to wear woolen underwear to experience the experience, but he was completely ignited by the word "beast", and immediately changed his mind, and his lust swelled like a fire—fucking simmer!

Sitting on the table with his hands propped up, he fiddled with himself a few times, then licked his fingers, stared straight at Chen Yuejin, opened and closed his lips that had been turned bright red by the alcohol, and faintly uttered four words: "Come make love."

Chen Yuejin was crushed with a bang, his legs and feet were limp and he fell to the ground, covering his body with one hand and his nose with the other, whimpering and twitching.

Feng Qu showed no mercy, and added: "Even if you have a nosebleed, you still have to listen to me tonight."

"No! The progress is too fast!" Chen Yuejin crawled to his feet with his legs crossed, "Listen to me..."

Feng Qu grabbed his shaggy short hair, dragged it roughly between his legs, rubbed his face with his upright organs, and said softly, "Say, I'm listening."

"We just started dating..." Trembling, Chen Yuejin took out a small pink notebook the size of a wallet from his pocket, flipping through it while counting, "One, two, three, four..."

Feng Qu looked down and found that it was a diary of love, one page a day.

"We've only dated for less than half a month..."

Feng Qu brought the slippery and ruddy tip to his mouth, "Lick it, I'll make you feel good tonight."

The small book fell to the ground, and Chen Yuejin put both hands under his body, and made a dying struggle with a weak voice: "Those flashes, marriages, all, are not stable..."

Feng Qu took off his clothes, "It's so cold, why don't you hug me to the bed?"

Chen Yuejin stood up suddenly, pulled up the tall and burly projection, his eyes were red, and he beat his chest and stamped his feet: "I have no self-control! I'm a beast!" His crotch was already ready to go, and he cried out with tears, With great strength, he hugged Feng Qu and pressed him on the bed, kissing wildly.