The King's Altar

"Master Baylor~~" Jiang Zhaowei floated over to Bei Le's side in a cheap way, brushing his paws over his buttocks, "Good morning, beautiful butt~"

Belle flicked him away with one finger as always, "Get lost."

Feng Qu responded coldly: "..."

"Oh! Dare to resist? Have character! I like it!" Jiang Zhaowei showed two paws: "The fairy picks grapes~"

"Aren't you tired of playing these things every day?" Belle untied the skirt of the gorgeous pajamas dumbfoundedly, "Come pick it."

"Here it comes~~ My baby, you have been waiting for a long time!" Jiang Zhaoyi grabbed one nipple with his hand and twisted it excitedly, "Two boobs, two boobs, pink drops~ pink drops ~"

Belle let him go, picked up the sandwich as if nothing had happened, and ate slowly, "The Spring Festival is coming soon, and there is another peak period for online shopping..."

Chen Yuejin covered his face and wailed: "I have to work overtime again, what a shame!"

Feng Qu poured himself a glass of milk, sipped it slowly, and fixed his eyes on Jiang Zhaowei, "The salary is enough, and overtime is no problem."

"Cricket, I'll do the dirty work!" Chen Yuejin kissed Feng Qu on the cheek, "Having made money, I'll spend my honeymoon with you!"

"You guys, take this opportunity to blackmail me!" Bei Le saw that Jiang Zhaowei was busy with both hands and couldn't spare any food, so he took out the ham sausage from the sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth, "Chen Yuejin! Seriously!" One point! This is a working meeting!"

Jiang Zhaowei grabbed Bei Le's Mimi and did not let go, grabbed the sausage in his mouth, and reprimanded in a pretentious manner: "Be serious!"

Feng Qu asked coldly: "Jiang Zhaowei, is it fun?"

"Okay~~" Jiang Zhaowei didn't utter the word "play", but was shuddered by Feng Qu's cold gaze, shivering and withdrew his hand, took a sip of milk, "Tsk, there is no sugar added, the milk doesn't taste good."

Feng Qu snorted: "Don't you know how to add it?"

So, Jiang Zhaowei went to work by himself, added a spoonful of sugar, stirred it, dipped a drop with his finger, turned his head and went straight to Belle, and said to himself: "Taste a drop on Lord Belle's tits... "

Bei Le finally couldn't take it anymore, pinched his wrist and threw it away, then buttoned up his collar dignifiedly, "The more you pamper you, the more wretched you will be!"

Feng Qu drank all the milk in one gulp, and his chest full of complaints turned into a peaceful milk hiccup, and he said to himself: If you are so wretched when you are not an adult, will you be okay when you become an adult?

Jiang Zhaowei didn't notice that something was wrong with Feng Qu at all, he was busy as usual, he went to Xiaoyu's house to feed the cat, and when he came back, he met the boy who delivered the courier, you beat me, I pinched you, it was just fighting each other He was elated, and it was raining, so he hurriedly hid and ran back to the king's altar, and bumped into Feng Qu head-on.

"It's raining! Pack up your clothes!" Jiang Zhaowei yelled loudly.

Feng Qu threw him a dry towel and spit out two words: "Shut up."

"Where's Bei Le?" Jiang Zhaowei brushed off the water droplets on his collar: "My little baby, oh hey oh hey~"

"Order." Two words.

Jiang Zhaowei's writhing body froze for a moment: "Where's Yuejin?"

"Delivery." Still two words.

"Where is Qingqing?"

"I didn't come." One more word is too tiring.

Jiang Zhaowei shook his shabby hair, knowing that there was only Feng Qu, a poisonous iceberg left at home, who would be scolded and beaten if he quarreled, so he became honest, turned on the computer with his tail between his legs, and said, "I have to deal with customers ..."

Feng Qu followed behind him and asked unhurriedly, "What color is Xiaoyu's cat?"

"It's all cow print."

"How is his business?" Feng Qu sat at Jiang Zhaowei's table, pretending to be indifferent.

"so so."

"Look at how busy he is."

"Yes."

"Why don't you invite someone?"

"I'm afraid that others will not have the patience to take care of those little guys."

Feng Qu rambled on and on, picking up questions that didn't bother him: "What date is the Spring Festival this year?"

"January [-]th." Jiang Zhaowei answered eloquently.

"How many days are left?"

"One month."

"Beile seems to be celebrating his birthday soon." Feng Qu put the question on track calmly.

Jiang Zhaowei was busy typing to deal with customers: "You remember wrongly, it will be after the Spring Festival."

"How old is he after his birthday?"

"Thirty!" Because Feng Qu's question was too simple, Jiang Zhaowei's every answer was a conditioned reflex, and did not arouse vigilance at all.

"Then when will you turn eighteen?"

"Five more months..." Jiang Zhaowei froze for a moment, then paused for a moment as his fingers leaped across the keyboard, "Ah..."

Feng Qu calmly took out a recording pen: "How about listening to Bei Le?"

Jiang Zhaowei panicked and threw himself at his feet: "Brother Feng Qu! You and I have no grievances! Why do you want to kill me?"

"I just want to hear you tell the truth, I'm asking you a question now, you dare to lie!" Feng Qu looked down at him and asked, "How many people are there in your family?"

"Mom, dad, and brother." Jiang Zhaowei trembled.

"What is brother doing?"

"I'm studying abroad!"

"Xiao Wei, I sympathize with you, but I also have to weigh whether your concealment will hurt Bei Le." Feng Qu picked up his mobile phone and pressed Bei Le's number: "Or, I'll let him personally torture you ?”

"I said I said! My brother is working!" Jiang Zhaowei groaned.

"What does the family do?"

"My parents grow vegetables, and my brother picks manure!" Jiang Zhaowei's eyes were innocent and sincere: "My family is poor!"

Feng Qu took a deep breath and continued to press the phone: "It seems that I can't deal with you!"

"Let me tell you! My brother is a researcher at the research institute! My parents are retired researchers!" Jiang Zhaowei wailed.

Feng Qu cut off the phone and asked coldly, "Why did you run away from home?"

Jiang Zhaowei lowered his voice solemnly: "Brother Feng Qu! Let me tell you, I was actually bred by my dad using soybean sprouts in the laboratory, and he planned to dissect me when I was full!" He said the last sentence , his voice was choked up, and he covered his face at the same time, very sad: "I escaped after I found out, my life is miserable..."

The corner of Feng Qu's mouth twitched, "Don't you want to insult my IQ again?"

Jiang Zhaowei groaned in pain: "What I said is true! My number is Huangdouren 384..."

Feng Qu twitched even the corners of his eyes, and waved a business card in front of him, "Do you recognize this person?"

Jiang Zhaowei immediately saw his brother's name, and his face changed suddenly: "Where did you come from?"

"He found the door today," Feng Qu joked with a cold face: "Soybean 384, I'm helping you. If you don't cooperate with me, he will easily catch you back to the laboratory."

Before everyone returned to the King's Altar, Feng Qu thoroughly tortured Jiang Zhaowei's life experience. In fact, this kid is not very simple. He came from a scholarly family, and his parents were middle-aged sons. They devoted all their efforts to raising him. He is also quite smart. I was a top student when I was young, and I skipped three grades. I didn’t expect that I was addicted to animation and online games on the eve of the college entrance examination, and my grades plummeted. I didn’t get into the junior class of a famous university. The world was turned upside down, and his parents and elder brother hated iron and steel, so they threw him into a full-time supervision school for troubled teenagers.Not long after, Jiang Zhaowei "escaped" during a release. He was afraid that his family would be imprisoned in a supervision school again, so he never dared to go home. He wandered around several cities by train until he met Bei Le.

When Bei Le ordered the goods and came back, he was very surprised to see Jiang Zhaowei lying in front of the computer and replying to the customer surprisingly obediently. He walked over and bent down to kiss his face: "Little bitch, you're so good today."

Jiang Zhaowei hugged the other party's neck with a heavy heart, and muttered: "Master Belle, I will be obedient every day from now on."

Feng Qu couldn't help laughing, and went out whistling - he had to go and say hello to Xiao Yu, and together he would hide that bitch until he became an adult.

Yuan, Ming and Qing were going to collect debts from Zhexiong as usual this morning, but when they left the house, they were blocked by a group of burly men at the corner of the stairs, the leader of whom was a tall, thin, fair-faced man with peach blossoms at the corners of his eyes, and spoke politely: "Mr. Yuan, Hello, I am Slop's agent, surnamed Yi."

"Hello... any advice?" Yuan Mingqing looked around and found that the visitors were not friendly, except for the manager, all of them were burly and muscular.

"Mistress of the Li family, I hope to have a talk with you."

"Where are we going to talk?" Yuan Mingqing was mentally prepared to be beaten to death by Shen He, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.

"The Li Family of Jade Mountain."

Even if they are outnumbered, they will not sit still and wait for death. They step back and put their backs against the wall without showing any traces. Yuan Mingqing stood firm on his feet, tensed his muscles, and clenched his fists with a calm smile: "What are you talking about?"

"I don't know about this, you should know." Yi Shuxue took a step forward and threatened in a voice that couldn't be lowered: "Mr. Yuan, Slop cut his hand because you have been on a hunger strike gone."

Yuan Mingqing's heart tightened, followed by a throbbing pain, he relaxed his strength and spread his fists, his smile became a little stiff, "Excuse me, please lead the way."

Feng Qu stole two large boxes of bread worms from Yu's house when he was young, and he was in a bad mood. If Sheng Xu hadn't called him again, he would have played with those cute little milk cats for a while.

Sheng Xu called him several times, but he didn't answer, and this time was no exception, he just cut off the phone.

The grievance between him and his second uncle, he can't pay it back, and he doesn't want to pay it back. He never thinks how innocent he is, nor how bad that kid is, but he just hates it, or rather, that kid makes him panic, causing him all the time. Thinking of the other party is inexplicably upset.

As for why he was panicking - turning around the alley, he saw Sheng Xu and knew why - Sheng Xu was standing outside the iron gate, leaning on the railing, talking to Chen Yuejin.

say what?Do you still have to guess?The matter has been brought to the fore, the two sides are at war with each other, and each harbors hatred, how can Sheng Xu be expected to say something nice?That kid must be fabricating lies, sowing discord, and stabbing people's hearts like he did back then!

When Sheng Xu saw him, a playful smile rose from the corner of his lips, and the provocation in his eyes was clearly revealed; while Chen Yuejin turned his back to him, he didn't know what he heard, and what kind of expression he had!

There was a buzz in Feng Qu's mind, and suddenly went blank. He walked forward quickly, dragged Chen Yuejin away, pushed Sheng Xu away roughly, and suppressed his anger and shouted: "Get out!"

Sheng Xu didn't resist, and used his strength to retreat again and again, smiling and not angry at all: "Brother Feng Qu, don't be embarrassed, what I told Brother Yuejin is the truth, when you were young..."

Feng Qu pointed at the tip of Sheng Xu's nose: "Shut up!" He turned around and squeezed Chen Yuejin's hand tightly. The lost feelings would never come back. Regret!Sheng Xu's provocation made him almost exasperated: "Yuejin, don't trust him! When I was with his dad, his parents have long been okay!"

Chen Yuejin stared at him blankly, tongue-tied like an idiot.

Feng Qu was even more flustered, and said in a panic: "Believe me but not him! He is full of lies! I separated from his father because he instigated him!"

Chen Yuejin's face turned pale, and he looked at him with all his strength, his eyes were vague and unfamiliar, and finally his lips moved: "Feng Qu, my eldest nephew just told me that it's cold, and you will get frostbite when you were young... Let me...be careful..."