Fisherman's Secret

After leaving the construction site, Fang Jing tilted his head and looked at Cen Jiu with a straight smile.

"What a good brother. For my younger brother who spends money recklessly, he is desperately trying to make money."

"They always ask questions." Cen Jiu said indifferently, "It's annoying."

Cen Jiu was carrying two big plastic bags in his hands as if for fun, his long hair was tied loosely, and he was wearing a worn gown. He walked side by side with Fang Jing on the road, attracting crowds of people to watch.

Fang Jing finally knew what Cen Jiu was doing with a plastic bag before going out every day.

He goes out with two sets of clothes every day, and changes into his old robe when he arrives at the construction site, and then changes back when he gets off work.

Cen Jiu said calmly, "The construction site is dusty, and it will stain and ruin the clothes."

Fang Jing only felt that the sky was thundering, and he thought that it was not expensive clothes, so if they get dirty, they will get dirty.

Cen Jiu paused and said, "You bought it, you don't want to get it dirty."

Fang Jing: "..."

So it's not because of the price, but because he bought it, so he is reluctant to get dirty?

Although Cen Jiu is usually a bit taciturn, sometimes it makes people feel sour to hear a word suddenly.

He patted Cen Jiu on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'll buy it for you again, I bought so many, so many that I can't wear them all."

Cen Jiu bent down again, took the plastic bag in his hand, and said expressionlessly, "Brother Jiu."

Nonsence!

Fang Jing remembered how he was drunk that night and was tricked by Cen Jiu into calling him brother Jiu, and wished he could turn back time and strangle himself to death.

"It's clear that I'm the older brother on the ID card." Fang Jing said dissatisfiedly, "Brother, I'll buy you good food, beautiful clothes, whatever you want."

Cen Jiu gathered the two plastic bags together and carried them in one hand, raised the other hand to compare him and Fang Jing's height, put one arm on Fang Jing's shoulder, and emphasized again: "It's Brother Jiu. "

Fang Jing only felt that there was a pressure on his shoulders that made him unable to move, and he felt a little bad all over.

He couldn't compare in height, strength, and muscle. Standing with Cen Jiu was like killing chickens for nothing.

Cen Jiu pressed on Fang Jing, and didn't let go without screaming. Fang Jing felt as if there was a mountain on his head, and the walk was extraordinarily difficult.

Although it was already evening, the temperature did not drop much due to the westward slant of the sun, and waves of heat waves hit the surface. Fang Jing did not succumb to Cen Jiu's violent suppression, but he was helpless against the power of nature.After dragging Cen Jiu for dozens of meters, his face was flushed with heat, and he wished he could fly home directly.

"Brother, you are my own brother, can you let me go?" Fang Jing stuck out his tongue.

Only then did Cen Jiu withdraw his hand in satisfaction.

Fang Jing ran home quickly as if he was having fun with Sa, and Cen Jiu followed behind with a bag in his hand.

After entering the door, Fang Jing immediately turned on the air conditioner, lifted the hem of his clothes and stood under the air conditioner to face the cold wind.Cen Jiu silently sorted the things into categories. The meat was frozen under the freezer, and the fruits and vegetables were packed in plastic bags and kept fresh on the upper shelf.

"Don't worry about that, come here and cool off, be careful of heatstroke." Fang Jing waved to Cen Jiu.

Cen Jiu glanced at his soft belly that was exposed outside, and silently went into the bathroom to take a bath. After a while, Brother Xili transformed into an indifferent and heroic young man, which made Fang Jing sigh, "A man depends on his clothes, even if he is as handsome as Cen." Nine, without knowing his inner beauty, most people will be scared away by his deliberately corrupt exterior.

So it seems that the girl in the flower skirt really loves him!

Go...fucking love!

After blowing on the air conditioner for a long time, the heat on my body dissipated, and I was going to make dinner to comfort the Wu Zang Temple.

The weather was too hot, Fang Jing originally wanted to cook something to eat at night, but thinking of Cen Jiu's hard day outside, he had to roll up his sleeves and cook, and made a serious dinner.

After eating and taking a bath, Fang Jing sat cross-legged on the bed to browse Taobao, while Cen Jiu sat behind him and watched intently.

"Is this nice?"

Fang Jing was wearing a half-worn old man's sweatshirt, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with bare arms, pointing to a set of casual clothes and asking.

Cen Jiu sat beside him, and the two of them were browsing Taobao.

"It looks good." Cen Jiu glanced at him.

Fang Jing has a good eye, and all the choices are good-looking.

As long as Cen Jiu likes it, Fang Jing will buy it.

"You don't need to buy so much, it's expensive." Cen Jiu also looks at the prices of online shopping now, and when he compares the prices of these sets of clothes in his mind, he suddenly feels that he has to pay attention to Fang Jing, and it seems that he has to work harder.

"It's not expensive." Fang Jing said, "I have worn the clothes from this store. The quality is good. I can wear them next year if I can't finish them."

Anyway, men's clothing styles are the same, as long as the quality is good.

Cen Jiu was full of curiosity about online shopping, and he leaned against Fang Jing to browse the online store. It was not until midnight when Fang Jing was sleepy that he put the computer back on the table and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees. Lie down.

"Do you like that job?" Fang Jing asked suddenly.

"Fortunately, I can make money."

"Then... what if I hope you don't do that job?" Fang Jing turned sideways, propped his head with one hand, looked at Cen Jiu and said.

Cen Jiu was silent for a while, he didn't like or dislike that job, but in this strange age, it was the only job he thought was the easiest to do, but he was sensitively aware that Fang Jing didn't like it. I like his current job.

His silence had another meaning in Fang Jing's eyes.

"It's not that I won't let you work, it's just that this job is too hard, we can find an easier one." Fang Jing explained, fearing that he might misunderstand, "The weather is so hot that you can't bear it even if you stay indoors. What if I get heatstroke? I don't want you..."

I don't want you to get sick, don't want you to suffer anymore, and don't want you to live as hard as others.

Cen Jiu took a deep look at him, he didn't find it hard, compared to when he was a secret guard, the life now is completely unimaginable to him before.

Fang Jing touched his eyebrows, then touched his face: "Don't worry about money, we will be rich soon."

"I can make money, and I want to support you." Cen Jiu said.

Fang Jing smiled, and felt a little touched again.

An ancient man who had traveled through time and had nothing, said very seriously that he wanted to raise him. If Cen Jiu didn't care about him, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

He looked at Cen Jiu's indifferent handsome face, and said, "I can also make money, and I want to support you too."

In the middle of the night, two big men were lying on the same bed, promising to support each other very seriously, Fang Jing couldn't help but have black lines all over his head, he really didn't have any romantic cells.

He raised one leg, straddled Cen Jiu, touched his sharp chin, and looked at him intently: "Why do you want to support me?"

Cen Jiu stared at him in a daze, countless emotions surged in his dark eyes, he raised his hand, put it on Fang Jing's waist weakly, and let it go again, but he didn't dare to fall on him.

Fang Jing took a look, held Cen Jiu's hand and put it on his waist.Cen Jiu's fingers were slender and strong, but not soft, with a thin layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth and knuckles.Cen Jiu's eyes wandered, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

"Listen to me, Cen Jiu, I like you, so I want to support you, I don't want you to suffer, I want to take care of you." Fang Jing bent down, leaned over to kiss that thin lips, and said, " It's this kind of love, the love that wants to take off your clothes and sleep with you, the love that wants to be with you for the rest of your life. What about you?"

He is a mature man, and when he has someone he likes, he will naturally want to make out. He can't bear to sleep in the same bed with the person he likes every day, but he can't enjoy any benefits.

That's not Liu Xiahui, that's a fool.

Cen Jiu was so dazed, going out to move a brick would still make a woman miss her, what if she accidentally got hooked by a woman one day?

That woman today, what's her name, looked at Cen Jiu full of blatant calculations and desires, which made him very disliked.

The person he picked up would sleep with him first if he wanted to sleep. What's the matter with that woman?

He lowered his head and tentatively touched it with his hand. He had wanted to do this for a long time.

Cen Jiu stared at him intently, his ears turning red bit by bit.

"I, I, I want to sleep with you too."

Fang Jing: "?!!"

He said something so embarrassing to death, and Cen Jiu came to such a magical conclusion?

Although sleeping is also one of the purposes, but this is really not the point.

Even though they both really wanted to sleep with each other, they couldn't sleep in the end.

It was too late, Fang Jing had to go to work the next day, especially since the two of them were obviously young, looking at each other, kissing and hugging each other was enough, both of them agreed to do the rest when Fang Jing was on vacation. .

"Go to sleep." Cen Jiu put his arms around Fang Jing, pressing his head against his chest, the two hugged each other, and closed their eyes contentedly.