[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Chapter 66 Xiaobie wins the newlyweds

After a dinner, Carl and Jack didn't know what it tasted like.

After a quick dinner, they hugged each other and moved quickly into the bedroom.

Jack eagerly tore the button of Carl's shirt. In the past, Carl was always the active party. This novel feeling is full of joy of control.

Carl let Jack tear his expensive shirts, turning them into buttonless rags.

In fact, he was more direct than Jack. Jack's shirt had been removed from his trousers long ago, and the belt and trouser buttons had left his work position.

The trousers hung on Jack's upturned buttocks, leaving his body with just one movement.

It can't be said who is more active, Carl and Jack immediately rolled into a ball on the bed, Carl habitually stretched his hands to the dark compartment at the head of the bed, and then a cold water poured down his head... This is not the main house in New York, they don't necessity……

"...Carl?" Jack gasped under Carl, and he looked into Carl's eyes suspiciously.

Carl showed a gentle smile. He kissed Jack's brow to comfort him and said, "Wait for me, I'll go to the kitchen to get something."

Jack hugged Carl's back and entangled his legs: "Just slow down."

The fire that had not been extinguished on Carl's body was rekindled in an instant. He held the back of Jack's neck and kissed his lips forcefully, and stroked the boy's fleshless chest with the other hand: "Maybe, I should give Bowen Mister deducts wages, you have not gained any flesh."

"Aren't you okay?" Jack took the time to ask.

"Grow a little fat, you will be healthier, you are a little too thin." Carl said this, the agitation when we met instantly became gentle, and he began to kiss Jack's skin inch by inch along his forehead , Both hands also let go of his control and changed to rubbing the whole body.

Jack slowly opened his body under Carl, and Carl's palms turned to hold and knead the two buttocks, which were full of oneness, and the crotch of the two squeezed together and rubbed against each other.

Carl's slender fingers squeezed into Jack's body and kneaded slowly. Jack's body, which hadn't made love for a long time, shrank uncomfortably and resisted the invasion.

Carl even lightened his right hand, kneading and pressing Jack's lower abdomen with his left hand, holding Jack along the lines of the muscles and rubbing gently, happiness overwhelmed discomfort, and Carl's development work went much smoother.

As soon as he could accommodate three fingers, Carl's head was already full of men. Beads of sweat rolled down the top of Carl's head and onto Jack's chest, making the boy straighten out his flexible waist involuntarily.

Carl sighed, deciding he couldn't take it anymore.

Holding Jack's slender waist with both hands, Carl slowly squeezed himself into Jack's body.Said it wasn't painful, but definitely uncomfortable. Jack's face was pale, and he hugged Carl's body tightly to eliminate the uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Every time he was entered, Jack always wanted Carl to kiss him more. Only a passionate kiss could make him forget the uncomfortable feeling of being entered.

Carl is a careful lover, and he has long known Jack's habit.

Moving his body slowly, Carl gently kissed Jack's lips softly.After a while, Jack's breathing began to become short, and an unbearable hum came from his nasal cavity.

Mr. Bowen, who was standing outside the door, shook the small bottle in his hand, and left silently with a smile on his face.

He thought these things, gentlemen should not need it...

Mr. Bowen thoughtfully took a short vacation for himself, and returned home early the next morning to prepare breakfast.

The house was quiet, apparently the two hostesses were still asleep in their dreams.

Mr. Bowen lowered his hands and cut the ingredients. Although it was breakfast, he still prepared meat and seafood full of protein—of course, he would not forget to prepare soft food for Master Jack.

The telegraph made a "da da da" sound. Mr. Bowen took out the white paper and glanced at it casually, then sighed. It seemed that the vacation that Master Jack was looking forward to was coming to an end in just one day.

Knocking on the door of the master bedroom, it was Karl who opened the door.

Mr. Bowen handed over the telegram, and Carl instantly became beaming.

Although Mr. Waksman has not yet graduated from university, he has successfully discovered actinomycetes and has proved that actinomycetes can decompose organic matter in soil.

The foundation of the ecological four-in-one biogas digester is in place. From now on, Karl can look forward to completely breaking away from the dependence on coal mines and oil in his factory.

Of course, Mr. Waxman's greater contribution to the lives of ordinary people is definitely not on this point, but on snacks - citric acid.

He was the first person to use mold to produce fumaric acid, citric acid and lactic acid. What Carl saw at the beginning, whether it was the agricultural value or the added value in the future-the confectionery industry is also a big cake full of sweet taste, why for him? Why don't you take a share?

"Sir, are you leaving? There is a cruise ship going back to the United States at ten o'clock this morning." Mr. Bowen's voice interrupted Carl's emotions. He paused his movements, and then smiled while covering his face.

"No, please help me book a cruise in two days. I won't leave now. This matter is not that important." It doesn't endanger the development of the company, it is not important at all, Carl just needs Mr. Waxman to remember to apply for a patent and then first Just don't buy a patent right. "I'm going to send a telegram back to the company. These two days are Jack's rest days, right? I'll leave after he finishes his weekend."

"Yes, sir. Master Jack still has homework for these few days, please don't delay his studies." Mr. Bowen's eyes had faint smile lines, and Carl felt his back was cold, as housekeepers always do... creature.

"Of course, I will. I can't be idle every day." Carl couldn't help explaining, and then found that his emotions were driven by Mr. Bowen helplessly. He shook his head with a smile. It was a waste of time, and Karl felt that he might have developed a flying tool instead of a car.

If Carl remembered correctly, the plane should have appeared, although it was still very imperfect.

If there is no plane, there should be other substitutes. A person cannot be hanged on a tree, and he must change a few more trees to succeed.

After scrolling through these contents in his mind for a moment, Carl hesitated when he walked to the telegraph. It is true that the content sent in clear codes will not be suspected, but the security is too low. When will international calls be laid? ?

Carl shook his head, pushing the thought to the back of his mind.

This is not an assumption that should be made when the situation is unstable. Even if he builds an international telephone network now, after World War I and World War II, and the bombing of the whole of Europe, what will be left?

But in the United States... this is a good way!

Carl suddenly missed the beautiful network, and now the communication facilities are really backward.

Lucas, who got Carl's reply, only felt that Carl was a little too happy. Lucas would inform Carl of Mr. Waxman's research results because Abner said that Carl was optimistic about the future of this young man. in this way.

But even if it is a research result, Lucas still doesn't feel that it will be of any help to their company, at least not at present.

Lucas could only sigh. He couldn't understand a lot of what Karl was thinking now, so if Karl can be a boss, he can only be a manager.

It's not too late for Jack to get up, and his regular life has long since formed a biological clock. Even if he feels uncomfortable, he can't lie down anymore—not to mention that it's not as exaggerated as being unable to get out of bed.

Jack knew that Carl would not come to visit him for a long time, and he might even board the cruise ship back to the United States when he saw him this evening.

Jack was ready to stay up all night to paint homework, but he didn't expect that the trip of the two of them turned out to be boating.

It is not known where Mr. Bowen got a boat, and he disappeared in the bow after preparing lunch for Carl and Jack.

Jack didn't understand why things turned out this way until he sat on the boat with a paintbrush in his hand.Carl hugged Jack, and looked at the boy's dull eyes with curiosity.

"Jack, what are you thinking?"

"I thought we were supposed to be on vacation right now, not you as a parent watching me do my homework."

"We are on vacation right now, you are in a good mood and do your homework, and I am very happy to see you."

"Then why do you want to go back and forth on a cruise for more than ten days?"

"Fuck you."

After finishing speaking, Carl tightened his arms around Jack, put his chin on Jack's shoulder and said softly: "Do you think I should do something when I come here? Hold you and say, 'Honey, I miss you, I can't live without you' You.' or 'When you're not around, I'm empty and lonely like a desert with no water'? I gave you my wedding ring, and there's nothing more emotionally expressive to me than that, so, I don't say empty sweet words, it doesn't make sense."

"Carl, I think you're already very good at talking." Jack turned his head and glanced privately, making sure there was no one there, and he kissed Carl's lips lightly: "Then I'm going to do my homework, you read a book. I really have a kind We’re still in New York, we’re at home, it’s not a little bit different.”

"It wouldn't be any different, or do you want to hear what's happened to me lately?"

"Haven't you already won?" Carl asked and laughed: "Arrogant man, I still haven't forgotten to show my confidence when I'm down."

"The whole world has been in turmoil in the past few years. I am assured of sending you to Berlin because my Prussian Empire and the Austro-Hungarian Empire have a close relationship. Even if there is a war, you will be safe. Moreover, you are blond and blue-eyed, even if you are not a German. You will be very safe here." Carl said with a sigh, "Sometimes I really don't know if it is the right decision to send you to Europe. But other countries in Europe are not safe at all."

"Not safe?" Jack asked incomprehensibly. Carl didn't know how to answer what would happen to him in the future, so he could only say some things about himself to prove his words.

"Europe's orders have increased significantly, mainly from Britain, Germany and the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Germany's steel industry is the best developed. If it weren't for the war, I really can't imagine the need to buy steel based on Germany's steel production. The same reasoning applies to Great Britain, while Austria-Hungary and Germany are allies. There will certainly be a war in Europe within two years."

"Then why did you choose a German school for me?" Jack dropped his paintbrush and asked with concern. No matter how much he loves art, he is also a bloody man.

Carl watched Jack lie down in the cabin. He looked into Jack's eyes and laughed: "If I forced you to stay in the United States, then my father should have found someone to turn you into a corpse. Our matter stepped on my father's bottom line." , and what is even more extreme is that I refuse to marry a decent wife and live a decent life. Unfortunately, although my father is already an American, he still has a title in the UK, so if you are sent to the UK It’s just as dangerous, and the UK is too chaotic—England, Scotland, Ireland, the so-called United Nations is actually calling for self-control—everywhere—I don’t trust you.”

Carl said with a sly smile: "Germany is very good, its steel industry is developed, my father has no influence here, and the capital is far away from the war zone, so I don't have to worry about your safety geographically."

"Thank you Carl, I just thought you chose this place because of the rigorous teaching and the ability to change my bad habits the most." Jack said with a smile, "I have already changed a lot of bad habits in school."

"...I really haven't thought about this..."

After Carl finished speaking, he and Jack hugged and laughed.

Lying on the boat, Jack's eyes suddenly lit up. He pulled the portfolio and lifted it up and said happily: "The basic training has been too long recently, and I'm already dead for my own inspiration! They are still there, the sky! Now In addition to representing freedom, the sky is more attractive to me, if I can grow wings, I will definitely fly to the sky!"

"...Jack, what are you talking about? Fly? Do you want to stand in the sky and look down on the earth?" Carl also sat up suddenly, and he felt that some years just flashed through his mind.

"Angels have wings, but we don't. We lose the right to fly in the sky, and we can only walk on our feet when we are trapped on the ground-the sky is the freedom we lost." Jack lay back in the cabin again, he felt himself The picture folder concentrates on painting.

Carl smiled. He knew that he could get something instead—the airship.Anyway, the Germans had already shown off the powerful capabilities of their airship fleet several times around the world in 1908, and Karl decided to continue modifying the airship for transportation—saving fuel equals saving money.

However, it was time for him to start the research and development of the aircraft. After all, the shortcomings of the airship were too obvious.

Carl thought about falling back to Jack's side again, seeing Jack's concentrating side face, he suddenly kissed him.

Serious men are really attractive.

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