Fisherman's Secret

Fang Jing: "..."

When he was dragging the salvage boat back to the port of Datang City that day, he did see some reporters coming to conduct interviews, but he pushed it to Lao Ge and his fellow sailors, and he didn’t show up. Professor Lu can still see him. I have to say that although the old man is not young, his eyes are really sharp.

However, he was a little worried about how to deal with the sunken ship, but he didn't expect someone to take it over so soon. If he really dozed off, someone would send a pillow right away!

Fang Jing feels that there is no one in this world who is more able to give money in a timely manner than Professor Lu.

"I'm worried about what to do with this shipwreck. Professor Lu would like it to be the best." Fang Jing, who respects and appreciates his benevolent mentor, immediately agrees, but then hesitates Authentically, "However, professor, I guess this ship may be an ordinary salvage ship from the Qing Dynasty. It is not of too precious significance. It would not be too late for you to come over and have a look before making a decision."

Professor Lu was a little disappointed when he heard that it was just a salvage boat, but it was better than nothing, and immediately said: "That's fine, I will bring someone over to have a look at it on the weekend, don't rush to sell it."

"Don't worry, I will keep the boat for you. After you have seen it, if it is useless, I will find another buyer." Fang Jing said straightforwardly.

Although he was in a hurry to make a move, firstly, there was no other buyer besides Professor Lu, and secondly, instead of selling the boat to an unknown buyer, he might as well sell it to his alma mater, which was also a place to train himself.

"Apart from the hull, did you find any other good things?" After the business talk, Professor Lu immediately turned on the teacher-student mode, chatting with Fang Jing.

Fang Jing said: "Not many, only two or three hundred pieces of porcelain."

Professor Lu was silent for a while. This amount is indeed a bit small. A ship of ancient trading merchant ships contains nearly [-] pieces of porcelain, and tens of thousands of sets. It can be seen that Fang Jing's salvage is indeed not a valuable shipwreck.

The base is too small, and the value is even less.

Professor Lu said: "Don't be discouraged, as long as there are one or two sets of treasures among the two or three hundred pieces of porcelain, you will earn money. I will drop by on the weekend to give you palm eyes, so don't deal with them casually."

Fang Jing couldn't ask for more, and immediately agreed.

Both of them were not talkative people. After finishing their business, Professor Lu was busy arranging the affairs of the department. After chatting with Fang Jing casually, he hung up the phone.

Cen Jiu opened the door and came in, and saw Fang Jing hugging the quilt alone on the big bed, laughing silly, like a little fool, very special.

"It's time to eat." Cen Jiu knocked on the door meaningfully, and came in with a hot meal.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Fang Jing's already flat stomach became even hungrier, and he didn't bother to brush his teeth and wash his face, so he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

After a while, Fang Jing finished two big bowls of rice, two dishes, and a bowl of soup, and sighed contentedly: "Finally, I feel alive."

Cen Jiu touched Fang Jing's plump belly, smiled, took out the bowls and chopsticks, washed them in hot water on the stove, dried his hands and went back to the room.

Fang Jing ate and drank enough, his body was warm, and he felt that he should reward his hard-working boyfriend.

He waved at Cen Jiu, who twitched his eyebrows, as if asking him what he wanted to do.

Fang Jing lifted the quilt, patted the place around him, and said concisely: "Sleep."

As soon as Cen Jiu's eyes lit up, he immediately took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed, but instead of falling asleep immediately, he hugged Fang Jing and played on the bedside for a while.

To be precise, Fang Jing was playing, and Cen Jiu was rubbing his stomach to help him digest his food.

Fang Jing played Match [-] games with his mobile phone, the cracked version, the kind with unlimited energy.After playing for half an hour, he couldn't play a level. Fang Jing threw his phone away. Cen Jiu's massage was very effective, and his stomach was not full.

Cen Jiu sat on the head of the bed, Fang Jing sat on his lap, the two hugged each other and kept kissing.

Compared to real sleeping, Fang Jing prefers kissing and caressing beforehand. The main reason is that Cen Jiu has extraordinary physical strength, and every time he does it, he has a contradictory feeling of pain and happiness.

It was the same this time, and at least three hours had passed by the time he completely calmed down.

The two were lying on the warm quilt, Cen Jiu clasped Fang Jing's waist with one hand, and covered his buttocks with the other hand without any shyness, exuding an aura of happiness from all over his body.

Every time at this time, Fang Jing would miss the little secret guard who blushed when he kissed him back then.

"Well, let's discuss it." Fang Jing moved, hesitated and said.

"Huh?" Cen Jiu relaxed a little and looked at him intently.

"I said we are a bit too indulgent like this? I heard that excessive indulgence is prone to premature aging. I thought, how about we restrain ourselves?" Fang Jing began to analyze the necessity of sustainable development for him, "After the new year, I will You are 26, you are twenty, even if we only live to be 70 years old, we still have at least 40 years to live. If we go by our current frequency, I estimate that we will be 40 years old, and we both have to nourish our kidneys. We can only watch. If we are restrained, I think with my physical condition, I can at least reach the age of 30. Of course, I mean by then, if you are still interested in a little old man."

Cen Jiu said slowly: "I feel that even at the age of 70, I will still be very energetic." After speaking, he looked at Fang Jing with a very strange look for a long time.

And they don't sleep much. This time they went to sea for more than a month, and they just slept under the quilt, and they didn't do anything.

Fang Jing was so furious at his gaze that he pinched Cen Jiu's face and said with a sneer, "How about showing off your youthful body? Don't you know that you need to recuperate from the hidden wounds all over your body? Now you know how to do it, and when you are 40 At the age of [-], I'm sick all over my body, I can't even do what I want, so don't cry then!"

"Why should I cry?" Cen Jiu wondered.

Ying Shiba, who raised him back then, died in the water because of a piece of rotten wood used to build the emperor's coffin. He didn't even cry, and what Fang Jing said was not a matter.

None of the hidden guards of Suzaku Hall came out with ailments, they were all used to it.

When Fang Jing saw that he was reticent, he was immediately discouraged again.

Forget it, the big deal is that he will pay more attention to exercising in the future. By the way, I heard that on the mountain next door, there is an old Chinese doctor who is very skilled and can make medicinal food. I will visit him another day and ask Cen Jiu for some prescriptions to take good care of him.

He didn't believe that starting to warm up slowly from now on would not be able to eradicate those hidden diseases in Cen Jiu's body.

In the next few days, Fang Jing didn't dare to stay in bed, for fear that Cen Jiu would drag him to sleep again, so he got up early in the morning, squatted on the edge of the wall with his buttocks pouted, and searched for the spoils of this trip-a box of long green hair bottles and cans.

Professor Lu came over on weekends, so he had to take advantage of these few days to get rid of the green hairs on these babies, otherwise when people came, they would see a pile of green hairs with bugs crawling around on them, how disgusting it would be.

He and Cen Jiu concentrated on cleaning the green hair on the bottles and cans at home, and Ye Chi took the time to deliver the food from the farmhouse.

Originally, Ye Chi, a caring and silly boy, wanted to help his brother, but he picked up the first bottle. Just as he was about to make a move, a small red worm came out of the bottle. Throw it away, if it weren't for Cen Jiu's sharp eyesight and quick hands, the bottle would probably have to be reimbursed as a pile of broken porcelain.

"This is very expensive." Cen Jiu looked indifferent, looking at Ye Chi with murderous eyes.

Ye Chi also knew that he had done something wrong, so he said with a mournful face, "Ninth brother, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm afraid of bugs."

He has never been afraid of anything since he was a child, but he is afraid of this kind of soft and boneless bug.

"Okay, go and do it yourself." Fang Jing didn't even have the strength to scold him, and waved him to go to the farmhouse to play by himself.

The two of them cleaned up for four whole days, and finally cleaned up all the green hairs on the outside of the porcelain. Fang Jing felt numb and itchy all over his body, and he smelled a strange smell.

"I'm going to take a shower." It's okay to be busy with things before, but Fang Jing couldn't bear the smell as soon as the work was over, so he couldn't wait to get into the bathroom.

Cen Jiu calmly put the cleaned porcelain into a cardboard box one by one, closed the door, and followed into the bathroom.

"You also come and wash, I feel like I'm going to grow green moss." Fang Jing sat in the bathtub and beckoned him to come and wash together.

Cen Jiu let out a "hmm" and locked the bathroom door with his backhand. He took off his clothes while walking, and when he got to the bathtub, he had already taken off all his clothes, not even a underwear.

Farmhouses have large yards and large bathrooms. Fang Jing specially bought a relatively large bathtub, which is very comfortable to take a bath in.

Fang Jing stepped aside, and Cen Jiu stepped into the bathtub and sat behind Fang Jing.Fang Jing had no choice but to move forward a little, stretched his legs, and leaned his back against Cen Jiu's chest.

Cen Jiu squeezed some shampoo into his palm and rubbed it loose for Fang Jing to rub his hair.

He was born in martial arts, and he is familiar with the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body. He controlled his strength and rubbed Fang Jing's head back and forth. , humming comfortably.

"Close your eyes." Cen Jiu said suddenly.

Fang Jing immediately closed his eyes and blocked his ears with his hands.

Cen Jiu stood up, picked up the shower and washed Fang Jing's hair.The warm water flowed down the black hair, leaving strings of crystal clear water droplets on the white and clean back.

Cen Jiu moved back and leaned against the edge of the bathtub until all the foam on Fang Jing's head was washed away, then reached out to pick up a towel from the shelf and wiped Fang Jing's face.

"I'll do it myself." Fang Jing hesitated for a moment, thinking that he is a big man, it's fine for him to wash his hair, but it's too bourgeois to ask someone to wash his face.

Cen Jiu gave him the towel, and took a bath with shower gel.

Fang Jing wiped the water off his face, turned his head to Cen Jiu and said, "You sit in front and I'll wash your hair."

How can I wash such long hair by myself?

"No need." Cen Jiu leaned over and kissed Fang Jing's lips, put his arms around his waist and made him turn around, facing her.

It was much more convenient for the two of them to face each other.Fang Jing knelt in the bathtub, lowered his head to look at Cen Jiu, Cen Jiu raised his head, his handsome face was cut like a knife, and the way he squinted his eyes looked really sexy.

At the sight of the beauty, Fang Jing immediately became dizzy, holding Cen Jiu's face and kissing non-stop.

Cen Jiu paused for a moment, then resolutely put his arms around Fang Jing's waist, and pushed in eagerly but not gently.

The water in the bathtub is rippling, and the warm water vapor permeates, even in the cold winter, it does not feel cold.

Fang Jing put his arms around Cen Jiu's neck with one hand, and propped himself on the edge of the bathtub with the other. The senses of his whole body concentrated on the part where the two bodies were connected, his mind went blank, and he instinctively responded to Cen Jiu's movements.

From the beginning to the end, Cen Jiu didn't make a sound, he just hugged Fang Jing's waist and pushed it repeatedly, until the moment when the ultimate happiness came, he hugged Fang Jing tightly and couldn't stop panting.

Fang Jing was pushed very hard, his eyes were a little dark, and it took him a long time to recover.

"The water is cold..."

"En." Cen Jiu responded, and let go of Fang Jing's arms, stood up and drained the already cold water in the bathtub, refilled a tub of hot water, and leaned together to take a comfortable bath.

When he finally got up from the bathtub, Fang Jing's legs were limp, and he couldn't stand upright. In the end, Cen Jiu thoughtfully wiped off the water on his body, without touching the towel on the shelf, and put it on Fang Jing instead. Conservative cotton pajamas.

The two came out of the bathroom, it was already dark, and there were voices of talking in the main room.

"Ah, my brother should finish taking a shower. Brother Xiao Ze, I'll call him."

Fang Jing: "..."

He said that he usually only wears a bath towel, why did Cen Jiu insist on making him wear pajamas today? It turned out that he knew that someone was coming.