Chapter 281 There is something in the Bodhisattva statue
Inside the room, clothes were scattered all over the floor.
The light flickered and there was a sound of water dripping in the bathroom. Song Nanxi sat on the sink with wet eyelashes. She lowered her eyes slightly to the man's hair.
The mirror felt cold against his back, and Song Nanxi groaned.
The thin and long fingers suddenly grabbed the man's soft hair, "Hurry up."
…
Yu Jing stood up. After taking off his clothes, he did not look thin. He had broad shoulders and narrow hips, a standard inverted triangle figure.
The muscles on his long arms bulged, and he held a piece of white leg wrist in his hand, pushing it upwards with a slight smile.
He leaned over, and when he was about to kiss Song Nanxi's lips, she pushed him back with disgust.
“That won’t work.”
Yu Jing's lips touched Song Nanxi's fingertips.
He laughed secretly, but also gritted his teeth.
He grinded his teeth hard.
"You even dislike yourself..."
He leaned forward suddenly.
The storm came suddenly.
"Then I can only get it back from somewhere else, Your Majesty."
…
A good night's sleep.
It really rained the next day, and it finally soothed the dry air. There was moisture in our breath, making our bodies feel comfortable.
Song Nanxi turned over, and the natural white noise in his ears lulled him to sleep, which was really helpful.
But I'm really hungry.
She didn't get to have a midnight snack, so she was eaten as a midnight snack.
The man held her tightly, and even when he fell asleep his hand was like a locator. No matter where Song Nanxi rolled, his arm could accurately find her.
Then it came over like a dog, and wrapped its long arms and legs around Song Nanxi's hands and feet.
It's so annoying.
Song Nanxi had no intention of being affectionate in the morning and kicked him directly.
Song Nanxi is a domineering sleeper and likes to occupy most of the bed. Anyone who sleeps with her has to be careful not to be kicked by her.
With a bang!
Yu Jing fell directly off the edge of the bed and woke up suddenly, his bathrobe was scattered and his chest was covered with bite marks.
He looked like he was being bullied badly.
He rubbed his forehead, raised his eyes, and met Song Nanxi's still tired eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked hoarsely.
The woman's long hair fell on her shoulders, with slightly curled ends. The light red on her cheeks was like a crabapple on a branch, adding a bit of intoxicating charm.
Yu Jing's Adam's apple rolled. Just as he got up and was about to get on the bed, a pair of snow-white, delicate feet pressed against his face.
Yu Jing: “…”
He held her ankle, his eyes deep, "Is this an invitation?"
He couldn't hide the lust in his voice.
Song Nanxi: "Get lost!"
She kicked him away, "You're in heat so early in the morning, believe it or not, I'll castrate you, go order food, I'm hungry!"
Just as he finished speaking, his stomach growled twice out of respect.
It turned out that I had misunderstood. It was also not easy to find some romantic cells in Song Nanxi.
He touched his nose awkwardly, "Okay, then I'll watch over you? You go wash up first."
Yu Jing also knew that Song Nanxi was bothered by the hassle and was not picky about Chinese food except for Western food. If he asked Song Nanxi to order food again at this time, he would be beaten again, so he wisely took care of it himself.
After finishing his meal, Yu Jingdian came in from outside and found Song Nanxi sleeping again.
With her head covered, only her hair was scattered on the pillow.
Like a little pig...
Yu Jing didn't know why he thought of this, and he laughed quietly.
Okay, let her sleep a little longer.
He moved quietly and went to the bathroom outside to wash up.
He calculated the time and waited for the meal to be delivered before pulling Song Nanxi out of the bed.
Inevitably, I got slapped again.
Yu Jing found it funny and bit the side of her palm, leaving a circle of very faint bite marks.
"Why do you like to hit people so much? Now that I'm in your bed, not only do I have to do the hard work, but I also have to be your punching bag?"
Song Nanxi said in a muffled voice, "Not happy? Then get out."
"I am willing to do it. I must be willing to do it!" Yu Jing picked her up and took her to the bathroom. "I am willing to be your dog."
"Brush your teeth, Queen."
Song Nanxi dodged the toothbrush and told him to get out.
"Don't treat me like a three-year-old child."
Yu Jing leaned against the door and watched quietly for a while, then went out to take out the food and put it away, waiting for the Queen to come out to eat.
After dinner, Song Nanxi took another nap and it was already afternoon.
Someone from the auction house called to ask where to send the item.
Song Nanxi then remembered that she had found a bargain last night.
She asked Yu Jing if he knew any master, as she wanted to tear down the statue of Bodhisattva.
Yu Jing was so smart that he immediately realized that there might be something fishy about the Bodhisattva statue.
Without asking too many questions, he quickly introduced me to a master who was very knowledgeable in antiques.
Antique Street, antique shops guarding collections.
"Nanxi, this is Boss Gu."
Boss Gu, who was wearing reading glasses, greeted them cheerfully.
"Boss Gu, I've already told you on the phone, can you help me take a look at this Bodhisattva statue?"
The box was opened and Boss Gu took a careful look.
"It is indeed an old item. Are you sure you want to demolish it?"
Song Nanxi nodded.
"Okay, follow me to the back."
It was not the first time he had done such a thing, but he had only done it a few times in his life. In the past, some people would hide priceless treasures in less valuable objects to conceal their incompetence.
Boss Gu checked for a while and looked up at Song Nanxi. He realized that it was actually this lady who made the decision.
"This Bodhisattva is solid, and there may not be treasures hidden inside. Let me make it clear that once it is dismantled, it cannot be restored."
If it is not demolished, it is still worth some money.
Song Nanxi: “Tear it down.”
"Okay! So cool!"
Among those who collect antiques, few are short of money.
After agreeing, Boss Gu began to study where to start.
If there really is something inside, we will be in trouble if it is damaged.
Finally, I started from the lotus seat according to Song Nanxi's request.
Song Nanxi remembered that Song Yirou took out that good thing from the lotus seat.
Because he was uncertain about the location, Boss Gu moved very carefully, so it naturally took a long time.
The lighting in the antique shop is average, and various "antiques" are placed on the antique shelves, and the whole room exudes an ancient charm.
Yu Jing followed her, "Boss Gu doesn't have fakes here, but the ones displayed outside are not good old stuff. The real big ones are not easy to see if you don't have strong connections."
"What do you like? I'll go steal a few pieces from my dad's collection for you to play with."
Song Nanxi: "It's filial piety."
"Um?"
"I'm praising you, you filial son."
Yu Jing smiled and glared at her: "I'm doing this for you, and these things can't be brought with you when you are born, and can't be taken with you when you die, so what's wrong with me giving a few of them to my wife to play with?"
"Wife?" Song Nanxi was about to laugh.
Yu Jing: "Anyway, in my heart, I already regard you as my wife. As for me, you can be whatever you want to be."
The two of them wandered around the antique display cabinet. Although some of the old items were not valuable, they were quite interesting.
It wasn't until dozens of minutes later that a scream was heard -
“There really is something!”
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