"Uncle Guo, listen to me."
Feng Ye lowered his voice and continued mysteriously, "Think about it, before we do it tonight, wouldn't it be more exciting if your aunt wore this lingerie?"
"Your aunt and I are both so old, what passion do we have left? It's just a routine."
Guo Changling shook his head again, "I can't compare to you young lads, I'm too old."
"Don't underestimate yourself. Life needs a little fun. Who knows, you might just find a second spring in your life?"
Feng Ye continued to persuade him, "Besides, we're not asking you to buy this. We're just getting it for free, aren't we? Why don't you want it?"
Actually, he was thinking that normal bras and panties would sell, but these designs were too daring and might become unsellable.
If he and Ah-Can dared to sell these underwear, they would definitely be considered perverts, or even hooligans, and would face legal trouble.
Don't forget, at that time there was a crime of hooliganism in the criminal law.
Even decades from now, no man will sell women's underwear.
The shop may be run by men, but the employees working inside are still women.
As for having Ye Qingling and the others sell it, not to mention the time constraints, it's questionable whether they could even swallow their pride.
People were too conservative back then.
Especially in their small town, it's hard to accept such avant-garde underwear.
Just like Guo Changling, even after Feng Ye had said all that, he still hesitated for a long time before nodding shyly.
"Alright then, I'll do as you say and take one back to try it out."
"Don't worry, we don't know if your aunt will like it after she wears it, but you will definitely like it."
Seeing that he finally agreed, Feng Ye took out the set of underwear, and then picked out two more relatively conservative styles, and handed them to him together.
Guo Changling took the underwear, a hint of embarrassment on his face.
"Uncle Guo, don't be embarrassed. This set is actually quite good. I haven't even given you this set yet."
Feng Ye pulled out another semi-transparent set from the sack.
When Guo Changling saw this, he was so shocked that his mouth gaped open and he couldn't close it.
"Is this also underwear?"
"OK."
"You should keep it for yourself..."
Guo Changling fled in disarray.
The mooring ropes were untied, and the two ships separated.
Watching Guo Changling's boat gradually sail away, A-Can checked the time: "Brother Ye, it's past one o'clock now. Should we go back immediately, or haul in the net one last time before heading back?"
"Even if you don't go back, we'll still trawle the net."
"Huh? Then what are we going to do?"
"You blockhead, why can't you get it?"
Feng Ye was somewhat exasperated. "If this cargo falls into the sea, it will be washed away. Since there's some on this line, there might be some on the left and right sides as well."
"That's right, you're so smart, Ye-ge."
Ah-Can scratched his head, then suddenly realized and said, "Then, Brother Ye, you hurry up and set sail, and we'll go look for it again."
"Um."
Feng Ye took a few steps and sensed something was wrong.
Usually, I'm the one urging Ah-chan to start the boat; when did it become his turn to urge me?
And doesn't Ah Chan really like driving boats and always insist on driving them?
Why the sudden change of heart today?
Thinking of this, Feng Ye stopped and turned around, just in time to see A-Can rummaging through a sack of underwear.
"What are you doing?"
Ah-Can was startled and quickly threw away the bra and panties she had found, repeatedly saying, "It's nothing, it's nothing..."
Feng Ye walked over, peeked into the sack, and saw several sets of semi-transparent underwear with very little fabric on top.
It's obvious that this was just flipped up from underneath.
He exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, you don't have a lingerie fetish, do you?"
"What?"
Ah-Can looked bewildered, not understanding what he meant.
Feng Ye explained, "Underwear fetishism refers to a special fascination with women's bras and panties. You don't have that hobby, do you?"
"No, I didn't."
Ah-chan quickly denied it.
"So what's going on with you?"
Feng Ye pointed to the top few sets of underwear inside the sack.
"I am...I am..."
Ah-chan was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks.
He didn't want Feng Ye to misunderstand, but he found it difficult to bring it up.
"What is it? Just tell me!"
“After listening to what you and Uncle Guo said, I started thinking…thinking…”
Ah-Can's face turned bright red, and he stammered without being able to give a coherent answer.
"Damn, I'm speechless. Stop stammering. Are you even a man? Can't you just be straightforward?"
Feng Ye was worried for him.
"I was thinking of hiding a few sets so that when I get married to Ayu, she can wear them for me."
Ah-chan finally mustered up his courage and spoke his mind in one breath.
Then she looked down at the tips of her shoes, her face burning, her cheeks flushed red to her ears, and she didn't dare to meet Feng Ye's gaze at all.
Feng Ye glared at him: "Damn, I thought it was something special. Is this all? Why are you being so secretive? Can't you just be open about it?"
"I...I just feel quite embarrassed."
"It's just a man's nature, what's there to be ashamed of?"
Feng Ye pursed his lips, "You don't need to hide it anymore, lest your parents find out, and you'll be even more embarrassed."
"I'll just leave them at my house; I doubt I'll be able to sell any of these things."
"Once you're really married, just let me know when you want to get married."
Ah-chan said awkwardly, "Okay... alright."
"Alright, stop standing there and get to the boat."
Feng Ye waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.
"Uh... okay."
Ah-chan felt as if he had been granted a pardon and fled into the wheelhouse to start the boat.
Feng Ye shook his head speechlessly, picked up the sets that A-Can had flipped up, and looked at them.
To be honest, Ah-Can has pretty good taste.
The lingerie sets I found were either revealing or see-through.
Any normal man would like to see this style of underwear on a woman.
It's so tempting!
"Tsk tsk, if Ah Ling wore this..."
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Feng Ye quickly put it out.
I can't think about it anymore, or the tent will have to be pitched.
Sigh, I'm getting a bit angry!
He quickly took out a Marlboro from his pocket, lit one, and took a deep drag.
I need to calm down...
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