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

Chapter 911 No more pretending
The veins on Lu Miao's forehead jumped, and he said angrily:
"It's none of your business to judge what's going on between me and my husband!"

Xi Lufeng curled his lips into a smile, which was not as gentle as usual, but instead showed a more wicked look.

There is a wilted feeling.

As if deliberately provoking her, he asked her:

"Do you not allow others to judge you, or are you not that confident in him?"

"That's enough! Can you stop being so disgusting!"

Xi Lufeng chuckled, and suddenly his tone became deeper.

"Lu Miao."

He pulled her back to him, causing the plates on the table to clang softly.

In the past, he always called him "Director Lu". This was the first time Xi Lufeng called Lu Miao by his full name.

He was still smiling, but when they looked at each other, it just confirmed what Lu Miao had thought when he first saw him.

His temper is indeed not as good as it appears.

I have always been pretending in the past, but at this moment it seems that I don’t intend to continue pretending.

"Birds of a feather flock together. Don't you think we are a better fit?"

他 说:

"If you want, I can take you away from here."

Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly tilted his head and smiled.

absurd……

It’s ridiculous.

leave here?

In what capacity did he say these words?

Did the country spend huge amounts of money to train him just so he could come back and steal other people's wives?

Lu Miao's disgust for Xi Lufeng reached a certain level.

But when she was about to explode, she sensitively caught a word.

--migrant.

Reason overwhelmed his anger, and Lu Miao suddenly calmed down.

She asked him blankly:
“You want to emigrate?”

"Is this surprising?"

Lu Miao was silent.

Of course it was unexpected.

Why were these people sent abroad in the first place?

Because the country needs to learn advanced science and technology and have talents with an international perspective.

She remembered what Minister Zhan said.

In the past few years, nearly 1,200 people were sent out.

But only 700 people came back one after another...

Before coming into contact with these people, this matter was just a statistic to Lu Miao.

But after coming into contact with Xi Lufeng, she suddenly felt very touched.

For a great man, having one person willing to come back is a win.

But she is not a great person.

She felt very unwilling.

What is the situation of the country?
How many resources do they consume when they go abroad?

After returning to China, the job benefits provided by the country are all first-line resources.

But what?
The country has not received any positive feedback.

With just a few light words "advocating freedom" and "advocating the United States and the West", he just walked away.

Lu Miao was in mixed emotions and slowly sat back in his chair.

Seeing that she had calmed down and would no longer affect subsequent communication, Xi Lufeng let go of her hand.

He continued to tempt her:
"You are very talented. If you leave here with me, even on the other side of the ocean, it will be easy for you to make a name for yourself. What do you think? Do you want to immigrate with me?"

Lu Miao felt more tired than ever before.

Looking at the man in front of her with eyes full of expectation, she didn't even have the energy to scold him.

She frowned, stared at Xi Lufeng absentmindedly for a long time, and suddenly asked a very sarcastic question:
“Isn’t the air in New York very sweet? Is it so beautiful that it makes you forget your original intention of studying abroad?”

Xi Lufeng was still thinking about how to convince her, and when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment. But soon, he shook his head and laughed again.

"One more or one less doesn't make much, I give priority to improving my personal quality of life, is that wrong?"

"Respect you."

Lu Miao nodded, rubbed his expressionless face with his hands, and didn't want to continue arguing with him:

"I just hope you don't regret your choice today."

Xi Lufeng shrugged:

"I think I already know your answer. Don't you want to think about it again?"

Lu Miao frowned, picked up the cup of slightly hot black tea on the table as if he was going to drink it, but ended up turning his hand and pouring it across.

With a "thump", the teacup was put down and she stood up.

Not as dull and stunned as before after being shocked.

She looked down at the man who was still sitting on the chair, with an imposing manner like an invincible queen.

“This is my answer.”

It was around seven o'clock and there were many people eating in the restaurant.

There was a commotion here, and many people's attention was diverted over here.

Xi Lufeng wiped the tea off his face, leaned on the table and tried to get up.

Lu Miao took a step back and said:

"Hasn't the West, the America you admire so much, ever taught you what it means to be polite and respect women? Xi Lufeng, the farce ends here. Don't make me disgust you."

Her voice was calm and gentle, but it seemed to have endless deterrent power.

Xi Lufeng was slightly stunned, then slowly sat back in his chair.

Lu Miao turned around and went to the hotel lobby with a serious and cold face.

She called Jingbei at the service desk.

When the first one didn't work, he tried the second one with perseverance.

"I'm Lu Miao from the Information Department on the third floor. Is Director Zhan here?"

"Director Lu, Minister Zhan just left..."

"understood."

After a brief inquiry and learning that Minister Zhan had already left work, Lu Miao hung up the phone.

She nodded to the staff at the service desk as a way of thanking them and turned to go upstairs.

……

I tossed and turned all night, and went downstairs the next day with dark circles under my eyes, and I didn’t have a good breakfast.

Unlike Xi Lufeng who was smiling again, Lu Miao had a gloomy face the whole time until he boarded the plane and landed in Beijing North.

Northern Beijing is different from Guangzhou. As November approaches, the weather has become noticeably colder.

Lu Miao was wearing long pants and a thin shirt, and had been sneezing since he got off the plane.

The car from the commune that came to pick them up originally said it would take them home along the way, but Lu Miao disagreed and insisted on going back to the commune.

The people in the same car discussed with each other and decided to go back to the company to hand over their work first.

Then they can just take the bus home.

This saves the car from circling the entire Beijing North City, which would take more time.

So the car drove towards the unit.

When Lu Miao returned to the company, he did nothing else and went straight to the fourth floor.

Minister Zhan was arranging work for other young comrades. She knocked on the door and waited for a while before going in.

"What's wrong? You've been so busy, and you didn't even go home to rest. Why are you rushing over here now?"

"I have something to say."

Lu Miao was straightforward and went straight to the point in reporting the special situation:
"Minister, do you still remember the black and white chess we mentioned at the beginning?"

Minister Zhan paused, put on his glasses and looked at her seriously.

Lu Miao continued:
"I'm not sure whether Xi Lufeng is the black chess player, but he is definitely not one of us."

"Um……"

Minister Zhan hesitated and asked her seriously:

"What happened in Guangzhou this time?"

Lu Miao shook his head and said:
"It wasn't a big deal, but I knew he was thinking about emigrating."

Once he immigrated, Xi Lufeng was no longer a Chinese citizen.