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.
The little girl came back from the capital city and 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 now."
Fu Jingyou closed the door behind her back.
Lu Miao opened the door for him. He took a step in, and Lu Miao was led back by him.
Fu Jingyou had no intention of letting her go until she sat down on the bed and had no way out.
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.
"Um...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 to 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 is running away?
Lu Miao suddenly laughed, raised his 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 ran his rough thumb hard over her obviously red and swollen lips.
He told her that she couldn't run away.
But when he was about to leave, he gently kissed her forehead and told her.
While he was getting the household registration page, she still had a 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.
Wherever he is, there she is.
In other words, wherever she goes, he will follow.
Lu Miao looked at him calmly and gently, "Go, 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 it's important, maybe it's 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 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 knows that reforms will come 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.
His place should also be 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 walking 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" seems 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!"
The short courtyard door creaked open, and the people inside saw Lu Miao and were stunned:
"Aunt..."< br>
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 didn't come back after you returned to the city. Why are you back again?"
"It's not important."
"Okay."
Hu Zhiyuan had already separated from his family, and his family of three lived in the small courtyard.
Hu Zhiyuan’s eyes indicated.
His mother-in-law poured sugar water for Lu Miao, then she 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 went straight to the topic:
"I have something to ask if you can help."
Hu Zhiyuan coughed dryly, "It's easy to ask for help, of course, except for what I said in the car before!"
Lu Miao nodded and pressed his palm down to signal him to calm down.
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 is a small matter, it will be handled easily, and there is no need to help or not."
Lu Miao nodded, "I have a friend, There is something wrong with his background. 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.
“You really dare to say this!”
“I know it’s difficult, but isn’t there any room for it?”
“Yes, but you think a little guy like me is Are you qualified to interfere in these matters?"
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 do I need to clear the relationship?"
"...This is not a question of money. I am not qualified at all...Other people who are qualified to intervene will not dare to intervene!"
< br>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 thought about the future prospects in his memory and said:
"You know that I am returning to Beijing this time. I heard some news."
Hu Zhiyuan stared at Lu Miao, his lips pursed and made no move.
Lu Miao knew that he was waiting for her next step.
“There may be some new actions soon. This news may not make you rich, but at least it will allow you to protect yourself wisely.”
“If you want to know, I can tell you. , but you must do your best to handle my affairs. If you need additional money or things to smoothen the relationship, 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.