The King's Altar

There was a lot of trouble in Xiaoyanglou in the early morning, and it was not easy for Yuan Mingqing. Last night, he dragged the unconscious Li Wudi home, and used the combination of pinching people and pouring cold water on his buttocks and pinching his penis therapy, tossing until midnight Only then did he wake up this person, but unexpectedly, it was easier to ask the Buddha than to send the Buddha away. Li Wudi took a fancy to his house full of limited-edition famous car models, rubbed his red and sore buttocks, and threatened that one day he would have revenge, and took Sasha and the models together. Snatch them all away, that’s all. Since Yuan, Ming and Qing had wolf dogs lying next to them, Li Wudi didn’t dare to do anything wrong. He could only take advantage of his words and feel uncomfortable. That's all, this young master eats something that shouldn't be eaten, maybe it's the three-day-old seafood steamed stuffed bun, maybe it's the dog food on the coffee table, anyway, that stern and haughty little face quickly turned up. There was a change, and a small red dot appeared on the cheeks and bridge of the nose—an allergy.

Yuan Mingqing just sat on the sofa in silence, took a sip from time to time with a cup of tea, and watched TV with a smile on his face. There was no good program in the middle of the night, so he just watched his own DVD, AV, GV, and GV Look at humans and beasts.

And Slop? Lee looks at his ass in the full-length mirror during this time period → rubs his ass → blows his hair → freaks out → growls → eats all the food → has severe allergies → scratches his head and looks in the mirror → hugs his face and squats in a corner → talks to himself to wipe away tears.

The ears finally cleared up, and it was almost dawn. The wolf dog woke up, raised his buttocks, stretched his body, and stretched his waist. "Aw~~~~" roared, Yuan Mingqing patted the dog's head, picked up the remote control and adjusted it to morning. It was a very coincidental coincidence to see the first news broadcast on the entertainment section: Tickets for Slop Lee's piano recital were in short supply, and the ticket price was scrambled to 3000 yuan.

Looking at the time again, it is this weekend's concert, five days and thirteen hours from now.

Yuan Mingqing's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the pianist with a big face.

Li Wudi folded his hands on his knees, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and complained sadly in his small eyes: It's all your fault!

Yuan Mingqing spread his hands innocently: "It's none of my business."

Li Wudi flattened his mouth, sniffed his nose, and looked like he was about to cry: "My sister and manager will beat me when I go home like this..."

Yuan Mingqing asked Bei Le for leave and went to the clinic to prescribe some anti-allergic medicine.Li Wudi had already put out the son's profile in other people's homes, took a shower and changed out of his dirty clothes, and rummaged through the box without seeing anything.When Yuan Mingqing got home and opened the door, he saw that the wardrobe was in a mess, and Li Wudi was squatting by the wardrobe with red buttocks, sniffing his underwear openly.

Yuan Mingqing, known for his calmness, admitted that he was frightened, "What are you doing?"

Li Wudi said as a matter of course: "Look for trousers to wear."

The corner of Yuan Mingqing's mouth twitched: "..."

Li Wudi carefully sniffed them one by one, found the one he thought was the cleanest and put it on, then lay on the sofa in a mermaid position, looking up at him pitifully: "When did the doctor say that allergies will go away? "

Yuan Mingqing put the medicine on the table, "Take the medicine on time, it should disappear in a week."

Li Wudi rubbed his butt with his backhand, and closed his eyes with a sigh, "I'm so sleepy."

"You can sleep." Yuan Mingqing sat down on the other side, his eyes slid up along the other's legs, and calmly slipped in from the edge of the underwear to browse the looming shadow. All the things have been seen and touched. The tentacles are delicate, the fur is soft, and the color is lovely. It is a delicious baby.

"Don't tell Sasha that I am disfigured." Li Wudi instructed.

"Mr. Li, you worry too much, he won't care about it." Yuan Mingqing raised his hand, and behind Li Wudi's invisible back, he used his index finger to draw from the tailbone to the buttocks, and paused between his legs. After a pause, he moved away calmly, "Do you need to call and talk to your family?"

Li Wudi still closed his eyes, and said in a dazed voice, "I won't go home if the red dot doesn't go away."

Yuan Mingqing patiently said: "I think it's better to talk about it, you are a public figure anyway, it's terrible to disappear, and I don't know you well, how inconvenient..."

"I'm very convenient."

"It's inconvenient for me." Yuan Mingqing took out his mobile phone: "What's your phone number?"

"Don't tell you."

Yuan Mingqing lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and smiled: "It's okay, your phone number should not be hard to find."

Li Wudi buried his face in the pillow, threatening in a muffled voice, "You dare to hit me? I'll tell Dad that you kidnapped me."

"..." Yuan Mingqing still kept smiling, but put away his phone: Well, this kid is not completely stupid.

After being frightened, Jiang Zhaowei was always like a frightened bird, trembling from time to time, as if suffering from epilepsy, he would rather die than stay in his own room.Bei Le regretted so much that his intestines were green: Scaring out of mental illness is a lifetime thing!It's enough to kill!

Bei Le gave up his bed to Jiang Zhaowei, persuaded him for a long time with good words, and stopped asking him to go to work, and ordered him to lie on the bed and play games without worrying about it. American ginseng egg custard comforts him, which is said to soothe the nerves.

At dinner, Jiang Zhaowei said that the egg custard tasted bland, and he wanted to eat salt and pepper quail, Bei Le asked Chen Yue to go to the food street in the old city to buy it.

After eating, Jiang Zhaowei said that his throat was uncomfortable after eating too much salt and pepper, so Bei Le asked Feng Qu to buy sour plum soup at a herbal tea shop two streets away.

Before going to bed, Jiang Zhaowei said that he thought of the durian pancake from Fu Gui Bakery, it was really delicious, but it was too expensive.Without saying a word, Bei Le changed into clothes and drove to the pastry shop.

As soon as Bei Le left, Jiang Zhaowei rolled on the ground with joy. After taking a bath, he hopped into Bei Le's room twisting Yangko, rubbed and rubbed on Bei Le's pillow, and sang loudly: "Master Baylor, be good~ Open your legs~" Change your voice in the next sentence: "No, I won't, Jiang Jiang didn't come back, and no one will come~"

Feng Qu leaned against Belle's door with his hands folded, and sneered.

Chen Yuejin folded his arms and leaned on the other side, "This kid is so cheap, I feel a little sympathetic to Lord Baylor."

Feng Qu turned back and walked into his room: "Just kidding, don't underestimate the boss's power! I bet Jiang Zhaowei can still have two days at most."

Bei Le spent [-] yuan to buy a box of durian panji, and rushed back to deliver it to Jiang Zhaowei's bed.

Jiang Zhaowei opened the lid of the box, looked at the four small scrolls inside, his nose was sour, and his eyes were reddened.

"What's the matter?" Belle touched his head: "Eat it."

Jiang Zhaowei picked up a small roll and licked it, suddenly remembered Bei Le, and hurriedly brought it to his mouth: "Boss, eat first."

Belle turned his head: "I don't want to eat this stinky thing, it's killing me."

Jiang Zhaowei hurriedly put the halberd back into the paper box, sucked his fingers, "Almost forgot about your disgusting taste! Then I won't eat it, it smells so bad that you can't sleep well."

Bei Le's heart melted, and he said softly, "It's okay, just leave me alone."

"No, no, I'll take it to the hall downstairs and eat it tomorrow morning." Jiang Zhaowei picked up the paper box and ran away.

Bei Le watched his back, his eyes rippling with his heart, and muttered to himself: "This silly boy is actually quite sensible..."

Jiang Zhaowei ran back again, lowered his head and stared at the instep shyly: "Boss, the lights downstairs are turned off, it's so dark..."

"Stupid!" Belle knocked his head affectionately, "I'll take it down."

Jiang Zhaowei put his arms around his waist: "Don't leave me alone in the room, I'm afraid..."

Belle laughed happily and took his hand, "Come with me, coward!"

The two passed through the corridor together and walked down the steps. Jiang Zhaowei clung to Bei Le like a frightened little mouse. Bei Le changed from holding hands to hugging his shoulders, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jiang Zhaowei has just turned [-] this year. He is a poor kid from the countryside. He has worked hard to get into a prestigious university. However, because his elder brother who is both good in character and academics is studying abroad, his family is too poor to support his two children. I had no choice but to drop out of school, enter the society early, and work part-time to earn money for my brother to study.Such a touching life experience makes those who hear it sad, and those who hear it shed tears, especially for a person like Bei Le who has too much leisure and overcompensation, he can't help being sad every time he thinks about it.Putting his arms around the thin and trembling shoulders of the other party, Bai Le added a few more layers of guilt in his heart, and secretly swore while blaming himself: As long as he is willing to make progress, I will definitely support him to finish college.

Jiang Zhaowei slept on Bei Le's bed that night, and he was not surprised by honor or disgrace, his eyes were turning around, and when Bei Le looked at him, he lowered his eyes and yawned, pretending to be sleepy.

Belle sat down on the edge of the bed and asked softly, "Are you still afraid?"

"It would be better if someone is with you." Jiang Zhaowei hugged his thigh, and naturally rubbed his cheek against his buttocks, his eyes were watery, really like a poor little brother acting like a baby to his elder brother.

Belle smiled, "Are you a man? You're so timid!"

Jiang Zhaowei didn't speak, and seemed a little aggrieved.

Belle raised his legs and went to bed, "Leave a bedside lamp, lest you be afraid."

Jiang Zhaowei leaned into his arms, "Boss, thank you."

Bei Le likes docile things the most, such as rabbits—Jiang Zhaowei who is like a little mad dog is undoubtedly annoying, but Jiang Zhaowei who is like a little rabbit is very cute.He closed his eyes, raised his hand and patted Jiang Zhaowei's back repeatedly. This feeling was very warm and made his father's love swell.Bei Le's parents divorced when he was very young, he and his sister were with his mother, but his mother was busy with work and didn't have time to take care of them, so before he was in elementary school, he was already hugging his sister and coaxing her to sleep seemingly full of fatherly love.

Bei Le frowned slightly, feeling sleepy in a daze, and his hand clapped more and more gently, and gradually stopped.How sad it is to think of my sister, that little girl who used to be shy and soft-spoken, with thin arms and legs, who slept in his arms until she was 16 years old, and her soft, smooth black hair was a little radiant. Huang, before going to bed, he always loves to hug his chest like a kitten, making him tickle, just like now...

It's a pity, that girl went to study in the United States with her father when she was 16 years old. After three years, she came back with a different look: Not to mention a lot of height, she also grew big breasts and big buttocks, and she had red curly hair permed and painted. With smoky eyes and red lips, he has seen countless people, and he laughed wildly without saying a few words. He shouted "Brother" and waved a slap to greet him, causing Bei Le to stagger a few steps.

On that long-lost reunion night, the bitter elder brother was feeling sad all by himself, hiding in his own room, clinging to the sweet potato flowers that his younger sister picked casually by the side of the road and weeping silently. When Yao wanted to send his younger sister to study abroad, he shed a few tears because he was sad, but his sister cried even more sadly when she came back, because the reason was still sad... Then he found that his posture of crying and eating flowers was very beautiful, so he slowly took that one I ate all the sweet potato flowers.

Bei Le was immersed in a light dream of memories, looking in the mirror and taking off only a pair of underwear, his lips parted slightly, and he ate the last petal gracefully, when he suddenly felt that his nipple was itchy, he scratched it, and continued to bite the petal...

Why is it still itchy?He scratched again, looked at the nipples with side light, backlight, and front light, but found nothing unusual.

strangeness!Why is my butt itchy?

Belle half-opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a fluffy head on his chest...

sucking on his nipple...

Belle still couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, so he tried his best to raise his head, tried his best to get close to that head, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The head froze, and the dog's paws that were touching his butt brushed his waist, and then sucked louder, accompanied by a vague murmur: "Mom~~Mom~~"

"Jiang Zhaowei! Hey!" Bei Le tugged on the short hair of the other party, not only did not pull him up, but caused a pain in the nipple!Belle pinched his face again, but there was still no movement.

Jiang Zhaowei closed his eyes tightly, sleeping like a dead pig, but with his nipples in his mouth, he didn't let go like biting someone, and the sound of snoring was mixed with a milky "mother" from time to time.

Bei Le lay down, his head ached from the annoyance. Just now, he dreamed of his lovely sister when he was a child, which made his mood inexplicably soft like water. Recalling carefully, his sister sucked the pacifier until she was four years old, and sometimes babbled on his nipple in her sleep. Babbling.Bei Le was overwhelmed by the tenderness in the memory, tears filled his eyes, his father's love was bursting instantly, snoring Jiang Zhaowei's head, he sighed emotionally and in a low voice: "You little annoying! Sleeping appearance is really terrible !"

Maybe this brat won't disturb others by talking in his sleep with something in his mouth, Bei Le thought naively.

It turns out that this "little nuisance" really is a nuisance!Waking up the next day, Belle rescued her precious nipple from "Little Nasty"'s dog's mouth, and found that it was red and swollen, turning from a red bean into a cherry.

Jiang Zhaowei blushed with shame: "I'm sorry, I...I..."

Bei Le held back his anger, and he couldn't blame him, so he didn't talk nonsense, took a small round mirror to look up, down, left, and right, touched it with the back of his hand, and let out a soft hiss unconsciously.

Immediately, Jiang Zhaowei stretched out his index finger and poked it, "Rub it for you~ It hurts, fly..."

Bei Le was shocked, and kicked him out of bed angrily before he finished speaking: "It hurts to death! Don't move!"

Jiang Zhaowei pulled the edge of the bed and sat up, and laughed resentfully twice: "Hey, hey..."