newbobooks Chapter 281 There's Something Inside the Bodhisattva Statue
Chapter 281 There's Something Inside the Bodhisattva Statue
Clothes were scattered all over the room.
The light flickered, and the sound of running water filled the bathroom. Song Nanxi sat on the sink, her long eyelashes wet, her gaze falling on the man's crown of hair.
The coldness of the mirror against her back made Song Nanxi groan softly.
Her slender fingers suddenly grabbed the man's soft hair. "Hurry up."
...
Yu Jing stood up. His figure, without his clothes, did not appear thin. He had broad shoulders and narrow hips, a standard inverted triangle figure.
His long arms were bulging with muscles, and he held a section of fair ankle in his hand, pushing it upwards with a slight smile.
He leaned down, but just as he was about to kiss Song Nanxi's lips, she blocked his way with a look of disgust.
"This won't work."
Yu Jing's lips touched Song Nanxi's fingertips.
He chuckled softly, yet also seemed to grit his teeth.
He ground it hard with his teeth.
"Even you yourself find it disgusting..."
He suddenly leaned forward.
A sudden storm arrived.
"Then I'll have to get it back from somewhere else, Your Majesty."
……
A good night's sleep.
It really rained the next day, finally calming the dry air. The air was filled with moisture, making everyone feel comfortable.
Song Nanxi turned over, the natural white noise in her ears was so soothing, she slept so well.
But I was really hungry.
She didn't get to eat a midnight snack; she was eaten as a midnight snack.
The man clung to her tightly, and even though she was asleep, his hand seemed to have a GPS tracker attached to it. No matter where Song Nanxi rolled over, his arm could accurately find her.
Then, like a dog, it snuggled up to Song Nanxi and wrapped its long arms and legs around her hands and feet.
It's so annoying.
Song Nanxi had no desire for the morning's lingering affection and kicked him directly.
Song Nanxi is a domineering sleeper who likes to occupy most of the bed. Anyone who sleeps with her should be careful not to get kicked by her.
Boom!
Yu Jing fell off the edge of the bed and woke up with a start. His bathrobe was scattered, and his chest was covered with bite marks.
He looked like he had been bullied terribly.
He rubbed his forehead, then looked up to meet Song Nanxi's still weary eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
The woman's long hair cascaded over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled, and the light blush on her cheeks resembled that of a crabapple blossom, adding a touch of intoxicating allure.
Yu Jing's Adam's apple bobbed. He got up and was about to get into bed when a snow-white, delicate foot pressed against his face.
Yu Jing: "..."
He gripped his ankle, his gaze deep and unfathomable. "Is this an invitation?"
His voice betrayed an undisguised lust.
Song Nanxi: "Get lost!"
She kicked him away. "You're already in heat this early in the morning? Believe me or not, I'll castrate you. Go order some food, I'm starving!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than his stomach obliged him with two rumbles.
It turns out I misunderstood. Well, it's not easy to find a romantic spark in Song Nanxi.
He awkwardly touched his nose. "Okay, then I'll keep an eye on things. You go wash up first."
Yu Jing knew that Song Nanxi disliked trouble and was not picky about Chinese food except for Western food. If he let Song Nanxi order food at this time, he might get beaten up again. So, he wisely took care of it himself.
Yu Jing came in from outside after finishing his meal and found that Song Nanxi was asleep again.
Her head was covered, with only strands of hair scattered on the pillow.
Like a little pig...
Yu Jing didn't know why she made this connection, and she chuckled in a low voice.
Okay, let her sleep a little longer.
He moved quietly and went to the bathroom outside to wash up.
They timed it perfectly and waited for the food to arrive before pulling Song Nanxi out of bed.
Inevitably, I got slapped again.
Yu Jing found it amusing and bit the side of her palm, leaving a faint bite mark.
"Why do you love hitting people so much? After sleeping with you, do you expect me to not only do physical labor but also be your punching bag?"
Song Nanxi's voice was muffled, "Not happy? Then get out."
"I'd love to, I absolutely would!" Yu Jing scooped her up and led her to the bathroom. "I'd even be your dog."
"Time to brush your teeth, Your Majesty."
Song Nanxi dodged the toothbrush and told him to get lost.
Don't treat me like a three-year-old.
Yu Jing leaned against the door and watched quietly for a while before going out to take out the food and put it away, waiting for Her Majesty the Queen to come out and eat.
After lunch, Song Nanxi took another nap, which lasted until the afternoon.
The auction house called to ask where to send the items for auction.
Song Nanxi then remembered that she had gotten a bargain last night.
She asked Yu Jing if she knew any masters, because she wanted to dismantle that Bodhisattva statue.
Yu Jing was incredibly clever; he immediately realized that there might be something fishy about that Bodhisattva statue.
Without asking any further questions, they quickly introduced me to a master who was extremely knowledgeable in antiques.
Antique Street, shops that preserve antiques.
“Nanxi, this is Boss Gu.”
Mr. Gu, wearing reading glasses, greeted them cheerfully.
"Boss Gu, I've already told you over the phone. Could you please take a look at this Bodhisattva statue for me?"
The box was opened, and Boss Gu examined it carefully.
"It is indeed an old item. Are you sure you want to dismantle it?"
Song Nanxi nodded.
"Okay, come with me to the back."
This wasn't the first time he'd done something like this, but it was something he'd only done a few times in his life. In the past, people would hide priceless treasures inside less valuable items to conceal their inferiority.
After examining the situation for a while, Boss Gu looked up at Song Nanxi and realized that the person in charge was actually this lady.
“This Bodhisattva is solid, but it may not necessarily contain any treasures. Let me make it clear first, once it’s dismantled, it can never be restored.”
If it's not demolished, it might still be worth some money.
Song Nanxi: "Demolish."
"Great! Impressive!"
Few people who collect antiques are short of money.
After agreeing on the terms, Boss Gu began to consider where to start.
If there's something inside, it would be bad luck if it got damaged during disassembly.
In the end, we followed Song Nanxi's request and started with the lotus seat.
Song Nanxi remembered that Song Yirou had taken that precious thing out of the lotus seat.
Because the location was uncertain, Mr. Gu moved very carefully, which naturally took longer.
The antique shop was poorly lit, and various 'antiques' were displayed on the shelves, giving the whole room an antique feel.
Yu Jing followed her, "Boss Gu doesn't sell fakes here, but what's displayed outside isn't anything of high quality or old. The real big stuff is hard to come by unless you have strong connections."
"What do you like? I'll go steal a few things from my dad's collection for you to play with."
Song Nanxi: "You are filial."
"Ok?"
"I'm praising you, you filial son."
Yu Jing smiled and glanced at her: "I'm doing this for you. Besides, you can't take these things with you when you're born or when you die. What's wrong with me giving a few to my wife to play with?"
"Wife?" Song Nanxi asked, her expression ambiguous.
Yu Jing: "Anyway, in my heart, I already consider you my wife. As for me, you can be whatever you want."
The two wandered around the display shelves. Although the items weren't valuable, some of the old objects were quite interesting.
Several tens of minutes later, a cry of surprise rang out—
"There really is something!"