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

Chapter 806 Stay with me

"you……"

Tang Mei was still worried, but when she saw Fu Jingyou coming in with some water, she didn't say anything.

Let’s talk about the room.

Fu Jingyou prepared several sets of bathing equipment and opened his mouth to speak, but before he could open his mouth, he was pushed out.

"get out!"

"...I'll pour you some bath water."

"I haven't even started bathing yet, why do I need you to pour the bath water?"

"Then you wash..."

"How can I wash while you're here? Get out, get out!"

"Miaomiao..."

Fu Jingyou was still pushed out the door.

The door slammed shut from the inside.

There was also a series of creaking sounds from the bolt door.

He couldn't fight for it anymore...

Fu Jingyou put his hands into the stubble of hair, sighed anxiously, and paced in circles outside the door.

I'm really anxious.

This kind of situation of ignoring each other had happened once before.

That was many years ago.

At that time, it was that Chen Zhiqing who was instigating the trouble.

But this time it’s not…

Fu Jingyou's thoughts were in a mess, and it felt like a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, making it so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

I was distracted and didn't know how much time had passed.

The bolt of the door was loose. Lu Miao's hair was wet and he was staggering as he came out carrying the bucket with difficulty.

Fu Jingyou took the bucket.

I originally thought that after pouring the water, we would come back and sit down and talk it out.

But before he turned around, she shrank back and pushed the door to close it again.

Fu Jingyou simply let go of the bucket, and the bucket fell to the ground, and with a "duang" sound, the water spilled all over the floor.

He ignored the mess on the ground, reacted quickly, pushed the door open and squeezed in.

Lu Miao was caught off guard and a little frightened. He screamed and pushed him violently like a frightened rabbit.

"Get out—!"

He had a sullen face and a body as heavy as a mountain, and he didn't move at all even when she pushed him.

"Bam—"

He kicked the door shut.

Even the walls and beams began to tremble.

Fu Jingyou grabbed her wrist, pulled her and forced her to sit down on the kang.

She seemed to be having a stress reaction. The stronger he was, the more her emotions fluctuated.

"Let go, let me go!"

"What on earth do you want?!"

Fu Jingyou's deep brows were knitted tightly together, and his chest was blocked and he was throbbing with pain.

"Can we talk about something?"

"Tell me what I said was wrong! If you are unhappy about something, hit me twice and we can talk it out, okay?"

Lu Miao twisted his body and refused to cooperate, which made Fu Jingyou's eyes turn red and watery.

Fu Jingyou was hurt by her anger, but he knew her temper.

Once he becomes stubborn, he won't listen to anything.

"Why do you always talk about divorce?"

He held her tightly in his arms, and his deep voice trembled slightly, as if he was about to cry:
"Are you just saying this in anger or do you really not want to live with me anymore?"

"You followed me through all the hardships in the past, but now that life is getting better, you can't get by anymore?"

"Miao Miao, the only thing I have left is to dig out my heart and give it to you. What exactly do you want me to do?" Lu Miao clenched his teeth, his whole body trembling with emotion.

As he held her tightly in his arms and stroked her back gently, her thoughts gradually calmed down.

She blinked her long eyelashes, then suddenly closed her eyes slightly, opened her mouth and bit his shoulder, sobbing and crying.

"You don't understand me at all! You don't even know me!"

She put her hands on his chest, pushed him, hit him, and cried heartbreakingly:
"You've never properly respected my wishes!"

"I know what you want. If you really want to do something, I will definitely support you!"

Fu Jingyou held her in his arms, as if he was holding a large, slender doll.

He was afraid that she would slip out of his arms.

If you cry, he can comfort you.

It’s okay to make a fuss.

It's enough that she is willing to speak and express her ideas.

"I don't disrespect you. I want you to have enough food and clothing and to give you the best. This is what my heart desires!"

He only hated that he didn't give her enough, so how could he not respect her?

"I am not the one outside. I am only worried that you will suffer losses, be wronged, be upset, and be made difficult by others!"

“It’s really not that complicated.”

He was helpless, holding her in his arms, speaking in a deep, heartbreaking tone:
"I feel at ease when you are around. You can do whatever you want, but I don't need you to share anything. You just need to stay with me. Do you understand?"

She was afraid that he would suffer.

He was worried that she would be wronged.

In a two-way relationship, each party's starting point is to think about the other party's best interests.

Everything in front of Lu Miao's eyes was blurry, and his sobbing became much quieter.

He rubbed his chin against the top of her head, continuing to pat her in comfort:
"Don't always think that I'm having a hard time. What kind of hard work is that? Huh?"

He held her face in his hands and placed kisses on her wet eyelashes, cheeks, and then her soft and smooth lips.

"That's the meaning of my running around, and it's what makes me feel happy and blessed directly."

In terms of hard work, everything he did was not even one tenth of the hardship she went through during her several pregnancies.

Giving birth to a child is like taking one foot into the gates of hell.

But even so, she still gave birth to three such lovely children for him.

How could he not cherish her?
“But I also want to do something…”

Lu Miao's nose felt sore, and he looked at him with his eyes misty with tears, choking out intermittent sentences:

"I, I chose to do what I could do. I didn't force myself to do anything!"

She blinked, and big tears rolled down the curve of her lower eyelashes.

His chest heaved, and his emotions, which had just calmed down a little, began to fluctuate again.

"You are always unreasonable. You refuse everything I say without listening to it!"

"It's my fault. I will never do this again."

Fu Jingyou was heartbroken by her crying. He wiped the tears from her face with his thumb and made repeated promises. He also realized the importance of communication.

"Let's discuss things together in the future. I will definitely listen to you carefully, okay? Stop crying."

Lu Miao nodded sullenly, but tears were streaming down his face without a single tear being shed.

"Were you scared by the slamming door just now?"

"A little……"

Fu Jingyou sighed and apologized to her, kissed her forehead and said:

"If you get angry in the future, just vent it on me or on something. Don't hold it in. What if you get sick from holding it in?"

"Don't even mention divorce anymore... You're making my heart hurt like a knife."

"I didn't mean to piss you off...I didn't mean it."

Lu Miao pursed her lips, hugged his neck tightly and lay on his shoulder.

"Don't keep saying 'bad influence'. It's broadcast on TV every day. Times have changed. We are just an ordinary family. This incident won't affect anyone, and no one cares about it."

“We have to walk this road together, rain or shine. I don’t want you to walk ahead alone!”

The elders’ thoughts were also clear and their attitudes were made clear early on.

As long as you don't cross the bottom line of the country and don't corrupt morals, they won't say anything.