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

Chapter 98 Shocking, ethereal, beautiful
"Okay, but you have to give me a hint so that I know what the problem is, so I can apologize to you."

Fu Jingyou always had a smile on his face, he was handsome, and his aura was wild and fierce, but at the same time, he did not have the aura of eagerness for quick success. Instead, he was endowed with purity and simplicity by this land.

The evening wind picked up the messy hair on his forehead. Lu Miao looked at him briefly, and suddenly she couldn't bear to continue bullying him.

In the end, it was Fu Jingyou who spoke first to break the silence:

"You also went to Yanji today?"

"Ah."

"When I came back, I heard that there was a cultural troupe recruiting at noon. Did you join?"

Lu Miao paused, turned to look at Fu Jingyou, and said nothing.

Fu Jingyou continued: "You were chosen."

This time it was not a question, but a confirmation.

Fu Jingyou undoubtedly heard about the Yanji Art Troupe when he turned back.

Those people talked about how the selected girl was in good spirits, and even the hat she wore was unique. No need to think too deeply, the first person that popped into Fu Jingyou's mind was Lu Miao.

She is beautiful, and he knitted her hat...

Although it was just a guess at the beginning, Fu Jingyou was basically convinced when he heard Lu Miao mention that he had been to Yanji.

Lu Miao frowned and said nothing. Fu Jingyou was always attentive, but this time he didn't notice her emotions and was still talking to himself:
"It's good to be chosen..."

"I heard that the pay in the art troupe is very good, and they still eat commercial food... You always can't adapt to farm work. Once you join the art troupe, you will no longer have to worry about this in the future."

"It's a good thing."

Fu Jingyou thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed a good thing. He felt happy for Lu Miao from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't realize that he was the only one talking for a while, so he turned his head and asked Lu Miao: "Have you agreed? When will you go?"

Lu Miao's eyebrows were wrinkled, her expression was cold, and her tone was firm:
"I'm not going!"

Fu Jingyou was stunned and asked: "Why?"

"If you don't go, you just won't go. There are so many reasons why!"

Lu Miao threw the gardenia in her hand to Fu Jingyou, stood up suddenly, opened her legs and left.

Lu Miao's temper came without any warning. Fu Jingyou belatedly realized that she was not in the right mood. He caught the flower with trembling hands and stood up to chase her. However, before he could take a step, he froze in place.

The rays of the setting sun filled Fu Jingyou's entire face, and he saw the most stunning and shocking scene in his life with twinkling eyes.

What kind of picture is that?

The colorful sunset illuminated half of the sky. The young girl's beautiful long hair was tied high on top of her hair. She faced the sunset and her back to him. She stood on tiptoes, slowly stretched her arms, and bowed slightly to lift the hem of her skirt. .

Then every time he turned around, every time he raised his legs, every time he spread his arms, his body was as graceful and light as the wind walking among the sunshine and green leaves...

Fu Jingyou's deep eyes reflected the silhouette of Lu Miao under the glow, but in his mind he was inexplicably reminded of the white geese he had seen in the reeds by the lake when he was a child...

Elegant, ethereal, beautiful, free...

At this moment, Fu Jingyou felt that none of these words that could be thought of could fully describe Lu Miao.

Fu Jingyou was still in shock and couldn't recover for a long time, but Lu Miao had finished the whole dance and slowly came to him with red eyes.

"Isn't it just a dance? Who can't do it anymore?"

When she was surrounded by people in Yanji, she didn't feel afraid of being wronged. But for some reason, when Fu Jingyou repeatedly asked her when she would go to the art troupe and why she didn't go, she just felt so wronged.

"what?"

Fu Jingyou opened and closed her lips, her expression changed from shocked to stunned. Lu Miao's eyes became more foggy, and he continued to choke and said fiercely:

"But so what? Do you think he is really from a cultural troupe? He wants me to sing and dance with men to relieve depression!" "Do you want me to go? Do you want me to go?"

Lu Miao poked Fu Jingyou's chest and asked questions one after another.

Fu Jingyou retreated slowly, and did not stop until his back was leaning against a tree and there was no way he could retreat.

At that time, Lu Miao also yelled the last sentence:

"It's because I usually cause you trouble and hold you back, so you are happy to see others treat me like this or that, right?"

"I didn't mean that!"

From being confused at the beginning to understanding everything, Fu Jingyou understood Lu Miao's grievances and anger, and was the first to react before Lu Miao withdrew with red eyes.

He took Lu Miao's hand and brought her back.

The inertial impact and force caused Lu Miao to fall heavily into his arms.

"Go away, let me go!"

Lu Miao was on the verge of rage and struggled hard.

"I didn't know that was the case, I didn't mean that, and I definitely wouldn't mean that!"

His big palm brushed the top of Lu Miao's hair, and Fu Jingyou held him tightly in his arms.

He knew that his actions were overstepping his bounds, but he was afraid that Lu Miao would not listen to his explanation and would run away at all costs, so he did not dare to let go.

"I just, I just don't want to see you suffer so much."

"I apologize to you, I'm sorry..."

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Lu Miao's chest rose and fell violently. Whether it was due to suffocation or emotional squeezing, he felt a little out of breath.

After struggling for a long time, half of his face was exposed. The hot breath from Lu Miao's chest sprayed on Fu Jingyou's ears, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

After several deep breaths, Lu Miao gradually calmed down and said, "Let me go!"

Her voice lost the cry and became much calmer. Fu Jingyou relaxed his arms, but did not dare to completely let go, "Aren't you angry?"

There were tears in the corners of Lu Miao's eyes, and with Fu Jingyou's body almost completely touching each other, the scene couldn't be too ambiguous.

Lu Miao's face turned pale and blue, then suddenly turned red again, "Shameless!"

She awkwardly pushed Fu Jingyou away, slumped down, hugged her knees and sat back down to her previous position with a soft hum.

Fu Jingyou followed closely behind, leaning over and sitting on one side.

Lu Miao didn't speak, and he didn't speak either. He just sat aside and looked at her intently.

Lu Miao was so stunned by him that he couldn't stand it any longer. One second he was unhappy and his face collapsed, but the next second he stared at him with wide eyes:
"Look, look, and look!"

Like an annoyed rabbit, she snatched back the gardenia that she had just thrown back.

A handful of gardenias were thrown around, and many of the petals were wrinkled and turned yellow.

Lu Miao looked distressed and regretful, and felt an inexplicable urge to shed tears.

Fu Jingyou looked at her and smiled indulgently, and comforted her at the right time:
"If you like it, I will take it to you when you go to Yanji."

Lu Miao hummed quietly but did not answer.

Fu Jingyou was not angry. Even though he knew she was no longer angry, when she calmed down, she did not forget to apologize again:

"Mr. Wen... I really don't know about that. If I knew, I would never say that."

(End of this chapter)