A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

In a strict era, the relationship between men and women is also extremely strict.

On the pretext of going upstairs to get something, Fu Jingyou knocked on Lu Miao's door.

When the little girl came back from Beijing, she seemed to have suffered a lot of grievances. Her hair was not as smooth as it was before she left, and her expression was extremely haggard and depressed.

After entering the guest house, I quickly freshened up and finally looked a little more energetic than before.

"Didn't you go back?"

"Leave right away."

Fu Jingyou closed the door with his backhand.

Lu Miao opened the door for him. He took a step in, and Lu Miao was led back by him.

Until she sat on the bed, there was no way to retreat, and Fu Jingyou was not going to let her go.

His big rough hands clasped the back of the young girl's thick hair, and he domineeringly continued the light peck at the station door just now.

"Well... Fu Jingyou!"

Lu Miao pushed back gently.

Fu Jingyou's eyes were deep and he was pushed away by her for a short distance, and then he kissed her again.

"Well……"

Lu Miao was led by him so that he put his hands behind his back and raised his head slightly.

From the rough and delicate kiss at the beginning, to the rough and rough kiss later on, he captured her lips and kissed and bit them.

Not gentle, not at all.

The surrounding temperature continued to rise, just when Lu Miao felt that she was about to suffocate.

Fu Jingyou gasped and let go of her.

His deep brows were lowered, and Ye Mang looked at her possessively, as if he was eager to invade.

"Lu Miao, this is your choice."

"You can't run away."

run?
Who's running away?

Lu Miao suddenly laughed, raised her head and kissed Fu Jingyou's chin.

When he fell into a daze, she slowly stood up and kissed his lips.

After another deep kiss, Fu Jingyou stared at her with his deep peach blossom eyes, and rubbed her obviously red and swollen lips with his thick thumb.

He told her she couldn't run away.

But when he was about to leave, he gently kissed her forehead and told her.

While he was taking the household registration page, she still had the chance to regret it.

And once it happens, once the marriage is reported, she will be his wife.

The lover who is connected to his fate.

Where he is, there she is.

In other words, wherever she goes, he will follow.

Lu Miao looked at him calmly and gently, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you."

Fu Jingyou nodded and walked resolutely.

He is determined to be with Lu Miao. As for Lu Miao's final decision...

Maybe important, maybe not.

He respects them all.

……

In the guest house, Lu Miao gently locked the door.

She leaned behind the door, listening to the footsteps that were getting further away outside the door. The tip of her neatly trimmed and rounded index finger gently touched her slightly tingling lips, and her eyes suddenly became firm.

Black Five Households...

Even though she knew that reforms would usher in the near future, for now, her identity has always been a knife hanging in Fu Jingyou's heart.

If this is something that makes him worried, then think of a way and try to solve it!

The fate in the book has nothing to do with her.

From now on, she will be tied to Fu Jingyou for the rest of her life.

As she said, her destiny should be in his palm prints.

There should be a place for him in her plan.After taking a short rest, Lu Miao borrowed an umbrella from the elder sister in the guest house.

After walking for a while after leaving the guest house, Lu Miao walked past a grain and oil station and a department store. Lu Miao walked along the road. Whenever he encountered pedestrians passing by with umbrellas on the road, he would go up and ask a question or two.

After wandering around in the rain for about forty minutes, Lu Miao finally stopped in front of a small courtyard.

She put away her umbrella under the eaves and gently clicked the door knocker.

The soft sound of "duangduang" sounds a bit old and outdated in the alley.

After knocking several times in succession, a man's deliberately raised voice came from inside:

"Who is it? Wait a minute! It's coming, it's coming!"

The small courtyard door creaked open, and the people inside saw Lu Miao and were startled:
"Gu..."

Hu Zhiyuan swallowed the words "aunt" and turned around and said in surprise:

"Comrade Xiaobao?!"

"Otherwise, let's call him Lu Zhiqing." Lu Miao shook the water on his umbrella. "I have something to ask you for help. Is it convenient to talk now?"

Hu Zhiyuan paused and quickly moved away from the door, "It's convenient, come in first."

Lu Miao walked to the main room, and Hu Zhiyuan then closed the door and entered the room.

"Lu Zhiqing, I was thinking that you would not come back after you returned to the city. Why are you back again?"

"It does not matter."

"Ok."

Hu Zhiyuan separated from his family a long time ago, and his family of three lives in the small courtyard.

Hu Zhiyuan's eyes signaled.

His mother-in-law poured sugar water for Lu Miao, then took the babbling child to the kitchen.

Hu Zhiyuan sat down at the table, "Lu Zhiqing, I wonder what the purpose of this personal trip is?"

The season has entered autumn, and I usually don’t feel anything. But when it rains, it suddenly becomes cold.

Lu Miao took a sip of sugar water to ward off the cold, then put down the enamel jar and got straight to the point:

"I have something I wanted to ask if you could help me with."

Hu Zhiyuan coughed dryly, "It's easy to help me, of course, except for what I said in the car before!"

Lu Miao nodded and pressed her palm down to signal him not to be nervous.

Hu Zhiyuan saw that she didn't look like she was bothering anyone, so he gradually relaxed.

"Anyway, let's talk about it first! If it's a small matter, it will be handled easily. There is no need to help or not."

Lu Miao nodded, "I have a friend whose background is somewhat problematic. Do you think there is any room for change in terms of household registration?"

"..."

She said it calmly, but Hu Zhiyuan's heart was aroused.

"How dare you say this!"

"I know it's hard, but is there no room for it?"

"Yes, but do you think a little guy like me is qualified to interfere in these things?"

Lu Miao pursed her lips and fell silent.

Hu Zhiyuan thought she had given up, and was about to ask his mother-in-law to cook a meal and then go back after she had eaten, when he heard Lu Miao say again:
“How much money does it take to clear the relationship?”

"...This is not a matter of money. I am not qualified at all... Others who are qualified to intervene will not dare to intervene!"

Lu Miao knew that this matter was not simple, but she still had some thoughts in her heart.

Risks often come with benefits, and no one wants to climb up.

With his brain running rapidly, Lu Miao pondered the future prospects in his memory and said:
"You know that I am returning to the capital this time. I heard some news."

Hu Zhiyuan stared at Lu Miao, his lips pursed but did not move.

Lu Miao knew that he was waiting for her next step.

"There may be some new actions coming soon. These news may not make you rich, but at least they can help you protect yourself wisely."

"If you want to know, I can tell you, but you must also do your best to handle my affairs. If you need extra money or things to smoothen the relationship later, you can ask."

No one knows how to master psychological tactics better than Lu Miao.

She revealed it without hesitation, but she stopped in an emergency. The only one who was anxious was Hu Zhiyuan.