The storage of the ghost flower was simply a barricade tiger in front of Fang Jing's fishing boat road, which made Fang Jing annoyed. However, it is precisely because of the existence of the ghost flower that no one has discovered the secret of this seabed until now. This ghost flower seemed to be born with a shielding function, if Cen Jiu hadn't felt it that day and tested it with a speargun, Fang Jing wouldn't have found it at all.

But his target is the wreck of the ghost flower.

Fang Jing circled around the ghost flower several times, and tried it several times, although because of the water bubbles, the ghost flower seemed to be a little afraid of Fang Jing and couldn't hurt him, but his attitude was not kind and friendly at all, and he was two or three steps away, showing his teeth and claws at him.

What can I do?

Fang Jing was really sad.

"The ghost is condensed but not dispersed, most of the dead people's wishes have not been fulfilled, if their wishes can be satisfied, the ghost flowers will disperse." Cen Jiujian said.

Fang Jing's eyes lit up.

That's right!

That piece of ghost flower was produced strangely, but in the final analysis, it was also the soul who died unjustly because he had a wish before his death, and he was unwilling to die like this, and the resentment condensed to produce such a large piece of ghost flower.

What is the greatest wish of the old Chinese workers who were forced to leave their homeland and finally tragically buried at the bottom of the sea? Isn't it just that I can return to my hometown and see my hometown again?

Fang Jing had long made up his mind that if the ship was salvaged, he would definitely find a way to send these skeletons back to his hometown.

The problem is, these ghost flowers don't know what he thinks, and they think that he is just here to rob the shipwreck treasure that they protect underneath!

Of course, he also wants treasures, he is poor, and it is impossible to do white work.

"You say, how can I tell this group of people what I think...... Tweed? Fang Jing asked with difficulty.

In the Great Qi Dynasty, only Qin Tianjian's national teacher, Lord Tianxing, had the ability to communicate with people from another world, but this was the world hundreds of years later, Lord Tianxing didn't know where he was reincarnated, and it was obviously impossible to ask him for help.

Fang Jing pondered this question, it was getting late, Cen Jiu went to the kitchen to heat up the meal, and brought it over to beckon him to eat first.

The two of them ate and cleaned up, and it was already dark.

There are many reefs in this sea area, and the undercurrent under the water is also urgent, so Fang Jing didn't plan to go into the water at night, and the two of them washed and prepared to sleep.

There was no signal at sea, Fang Jing only prepared a satellite phone for emergency communication, there was no other entertainment, Cen Jiu had to practice for a few hours as usual, Fang Jing, who was used to going to bed late in the morning, couldn't fall asleep in bed over and over, and when he got up, it was only nine o'clock.

There are still nearly ten hours before dawn.

The wind blows from the sea, mixed with the sound of waves crashing against the reef. Although spring has already started, the temperature on the sea at night is still not high.

Fang Jing doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner very much, his skin is dry, and he is prone to air conditioning disease, and he is so cold that his teeth tremble when he shrinks in the quilt.

In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Cen Jiu." ”

Cen Jiu didn't know where to hide to practice, and when he heard him calling, he pushed open the door and walked in with the cold air on his body.

"Haven't slept yet?" He looked at the time, and it had been almost two hours since he had gone to bed.

"It's cold, you come to bed early." Fang Jing shivered from the cold, touched Cen Jiu's arm, his clothes were full of cold, and asked, "Where did you practice?" ”

The whole person is about to freeze into a popsicle.

"On deck." Cen Jiu responded, used his internal force, and after a while, the cold on his body dissipated, and the whole person was warm, so he took off his clothes and lifted the quilt to go to bed.

Fang Jing immediately leaned over and hugged the Cen Jiupai humanoid heater, and finally felt that there was some heat in the quilt.

"Why don't you turn on the air conditioner?" Cen Jiu reached out to get the remote control.

"The air is too dry, on fire. And I have air conditioning sickness. ”

"Put a basin of water in the room, what's the disease?" Cen Jiu only grasped this point, touched Fang Jing's forehead, and asked a little nervously.

Fang Jing usually looks quite healthy, he can eat, sleep, and toss, but he doesn't see any illness, is it a hidden disease?

"The air conditioner is sick, the air conditioner blows for a long time, and it will have a headache, uncomfortable and no energy. It's okay if you don't blow it. Fang Jing touched Cen Jiu's arm □□ outside, and said with jealousy, "It's good to have internal strength." ”

With Cen Jiu's unique murderous expulsion skills, let the body be hot when it wants to be hot, and cold when it wants to be cold, a proper environmental protection brand humanoid air conditioner, the effect is good, and it does not pollute the environment, you deserve it.

Cen Jiu frowned and stuffed Fang Jing's paws that he was fumbling outside into the quilt. Fang Jing lifted the hem of his pajamas, and his cold paws touched it and pressed it on Cen Jiu's smooth and powerful chest.

"That internal strength is too domineering, you can't practice." Cen Jiuyi grabbed his troublesome claws, his calf clamped Fang Jing's feet, and rubbed for a while, Fang Jing only felt that the parts of his body that touched Cen Jiu poured in, flowing towards the limbs and hundreds of remains, and where he passed, his body was warm and comfortable.

"It's okay, I'll sleep with you in my arms, and it will be warm in a while." Fang Jing stopped Cen Jiu's subconscious wasteful behavior.

Although he has never practiced internal skills, he doesn't know how much he has watched martial arts dramas since he was a child, and he has read almost all of Jin Daxia, Liang Daxia, and Gu Daxia, of course, he knows how hurtful this kind of behavior that consumes his own internal strength is, and it is only used for heating, which is simply outrageous.

"It's okay." It's just a little bit of internal strength, and I'll have it after a little more practice tomorrow.

As the saying goes, full of warmth □□.

After eating enough, his body was also warmed by his boyfriend, and Fang Jing thought about it.

He touched Cen Jiu's thin and powerful chest under his clothes, kissed Cen Jiu's resolute chin, and said, "I have a better way to warm up my body faster." ”

Cen Jiu looked at him silently.

Fang Jing smiled, his fingers ran down the hem of Cen Jiu's pajamas, and just touched Cen Jiu's body, he saw Cen Jiu, who had been standing still, suddenly tightened the fingers that were clasped on his waist, pulled him in front of him, wrapped the quilt tightly on him, and reached out to peel off his quilt.

It seems that only when he is sleeping, Cen Jiu, who has always been indifferent, will show special enthusiasm.

Fang Jing was wrapped in a thick quilt and knelt on Cen Jiu's body, Cen Jiu's cold eyes looked at him for a moment.

The pajama pants had already been pulled down, and Cen Jiumo rubbed Fang Jing's back and pushed his waist, his movements a little eager.

Speaking of which, they hadn't slept for a long time, Fang Jing was very busy every day, and most of the time at sea, it was not convenient to sleep or anything, which was simply an incredible thing for lovers who were in love.

"Wait—" Fang Jing leaned out of the quilt with difficulty, reaching for the bedside cabinet.

Cen Jiu grabbed his arm, stuffed it back into the quilt again, and then leaned over and pulled open the drawer, feeling out a tube of reagents and a small box.

"It's too cold, I don't want to wait until I have to go out in the shower." Fang Jing opened the box, took out a small piece of condom, bit it with his mouth and tore it open, shaking his hand to put it on Cen Jiu.

Cen Jiu was obviously a little unhappy, his face was distorted when he put it on, he didn't like to make love with Fang Jing, there was still a layer of things in between.

The two of them don't □□ much, and they are in good health, loyal to each other, and rarely use condoms. They are more willing to be close to each other unreservedly, and the most intimate physical contact with each other can provoke their deep passion and love for each other.

Fang Jing hurriedly kissed him comfortingly, Cen Jiu leaned on the head of the bed, hugged Fang Jing's waist with both hands, raised his head and kissed him, and after a while, Fang Jing was kissed and panting, and his soul seemed to be sucked over.

Cen Jiu tilted his face slightly at a very good angle, completely showing his heroism, the fluorescent lamp hit his face, making his handsome facial features a little chilly, both indifferent and noble, looking at Fang Jing's eyes but full of enthusiasm.

In the confusion, Fang Jing wondered why it was just a simple kiss with the person he liked, and his heart was filled with a happy and beautiful feeling, the desire to be with the other party regardless of his hope, and never to be separated, was so strong that it seemed to burst his heart and rush into the sky, which was an experience that he had never had in the past twenty-five years.

The two young bodies were on the small bed of less than one meter five, absorbing each other's warmth without reservation. They tirelessly kiss each other, caress each other, and blend their bodies into each other, and the pleasure of connecting hearts magnifies the pleasure of the body to the extreme.

Outside the ship, the waves crash against the rocks, the sea breeze is gusting, but the small cabin is bright and warm.

By the time Yiqiē calmed down, it was already two hours later.

Cen Jiu found that it was indeed more convenient to use a condom in winter, at least after the two of them made out, they didn't have to go through a lot of trouble to get up and clean up. Thinking about Fang Jing's fear of cold, it was indeed a bit cruel to dig him out of the warm quilt.

Still, he doesn't like to use condoms.

He likes to be intimate with Fang Jing in the most primitive and direct way, and combine them in the most intimate way, such a picture is enough to make his blood boil just by imagining it in his mind.