Chapter 443 Her Love Words
Fu Jingyou frowned and thought for a while, then he opened and closed his lips and said tentatively:
"Honey...?"
His accent was not standard, and he was even a little hesitant when speaking because he was not sure whether it was the correct pronunciation.
But his focused expression, the low, husky voice, and the deep, affectionate peach blossom eyes that reflected her face were enough to make up for any deep affection.
It is probably true that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
Lu Miao's beautiful black and white lychee eyes flickered twice, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly chuckled.
"Mr. Fu, I love you, always will."
Her bright red lips opened and closed gently, her voice was soft, and the unfamiliar foreign language sounded like love words.
In fact, what she said was indeed sweet talk.
Mr. Fu, I love you, always will.
Mr. Fu, I love you, always.
Fu Jingyou doesn't speak English, so naturally he couldn't understand.
But it did not affect his feeling of his wife's affection.
She has curved eyes, red lips and white teeth. Under the mottled light and shadow of the forest, her every frown and smile makes her look like a shining pearl.
It is so bright and dazzling that people can't take their eyes off it.
All emotions are hidden in the eyes.
She loves him.
The throbbing in my chest was deep, and I felt an indescribable satisfaction.
Fu Jingyou's thick eyelashes trembled, he closed his eyes and slowly leaned forward.
The last time she kissed him on the cheek outside, he was so embarrassed and frightened.
This time, he couldn't help but kiss her.
Love is a wonderful thing.
It is a throbbing, it is a responsibility.
It is patience and partiality.
It’s bitter, but also sweet…
As life progressed step by step, Fu Jingyou gradually tasted the sweetness like honey.
He let go of Lu Miao, panting slightly, and promised in a deep voice:
"I'll learn."
For a better life for the future family and to keep up with the pace of my wife.
"Um."
Lu Miao nodded and smiled with her rosy lips pursed.
"It's almost time, you should go back to school!"
"Well, see you at home tonight."
"Okay...right, Brother You!"
Lu Miao put away the lunch box and before Fu Jingyou stood up, he grabbed his clothes again.
She puffed out her rosy lips and acted coquettishly:
"I'm done! I want soda tonight, and it's calmed by well water!"
The box of soda that Zhou Hong brought was placed under the small table beside Lu Miao's bed.
She kept thinking about it.
"no."
Fu Jingyou pulled back his shirt, looking serious, unlike his gentle expression just now:
"My aunt said before that I should avoid eating right after sex, otherwise it will come back and it's not good for my health."
Lu Miao stood up and stomped his feet, trying to vent his dissatisfaction.
Fu Jingyou rubbed her head like coaxing a child:
"I'll get it for you tomorrow afternoon."
Lu Miao pursed his lips and pouted, "It must be calmed by well water!"
"good."
Okay then.
Just wait one more day!
I glanced at my watch and saw that lunch break was less than half an hour away.
I was afraid that Fu Jingyou would be in a hurry and wouldn’t be able to check the road conditions while riding his bike.
Lu Miao didn't dare to delay any longer, and waved his hand to urge:
"Go ahead, I'm going upstairs too!"
Fu Jingyou nodded and put the empty lunch box, including his wife's portion, into his bag.
Pushing the bicycle under the shade of the trees, I swayed towards the National People's Congress.
…
Lu Miao was not in a hurry to translate the biographies.
The publishing house said that the manuscript can be submitted within 15 days, or half of the manuscript can be submitted.
Lu Miao originally thought of doing it slowly and sending it over after the free time class next Thursday.
When the school is on vacation on the weekend, I can find time to go there again.
By then, the first draft should have been almost reviewed, and it was just in time for the second work schedule.
Lu Miao planned his time well, but when he went upstairs to prepare for his lunch break, his class teacher Li Jiancheng was writing a notice on the blackboard.
Next week's free activity class will be changed to a compulsory labor class.
The weather is getting hotter, there is more and more farm work to do, and there is a shortage of manpower everywhere.
All schools participated in rural labor.
Lu Miao had no choice but to readjust his schedule and prepare to finish sending all the character sketches to the publishing house this weekend.
This way, even if I have to do voluntary labor next Thursday, my original weekend plans will not be affected.
During lunch break, Wang Mian and Guan Yangyang borrowed her book and read it slowly.
She used the time to write down the content she had roughly drafted in her mind after reading it in the morning.
Compare the English sentences in the poetry collection and further retell them in Chinese in detail.
Guan Yangyang didn't know what Lu Miao was doing. Plus, he had a book in his hand, so he was concentrating on reading and didn't pay much attention to Lu Miao.
Wang Mian is different.
He knew that Lu Miao worked for a publishing house and had accepted the translation job.
Lu Miao wrote furiously, and Wang Mian kept looking back, his eyes almost popping out of his head in shock.
Why are translators’ salaries so high?
Lack of talent is one of them.
The second reason is that translation is never an easy job.
Wang Mian majored in English and he knew this very well.
But Lu Miao didn't even stutter.
I read the book and translated it at the same time, and it was extremely smooth from beginning to end.
It's like copying.
Wang Mian was shocked and couldn't understand it.
He couldn't understand how Lu Miao did it.
Could it be that she is really a genius student as the rumors say?!
Lu Miao didn't know that in Wang Mian's heart, she was already a legendary figure.
…
Lu Miao used his lunch break at school to translate the manuscript.
She usually has half-day classes, and she spends most of her time at home busy at her desk.
The children were playing, and occasionally they would run over, cling to my knees and hide around, screaming softly for their mothers.
Tang Mei always closed the door for fear of disturbing her.
Zhou Shian was also very sensible. Seeing that Lu Miao was busy, he took the two little ones to the yard to have fun.
With an older child taking care of them, the two little ones of the Fu family are obviously happier than before.
Gradually, the small courtyard could no longer hold them.
Tang Mei would take some free time to take snacks and water with her three little ones, one big and two small, and go out for a walk.
After they left, the courtyard became quiet, which was convenient for Lu Miao.
Time passed slowly, with a Thursday in between.
When he went to school again on Friday, Wang Mian brought good news to Lu Miao.
get out of class ended early on Wednesday afternoon, so he went to the Si News Agency on Wednesday. After a series of assessments, he was finally retained.
I wanted to talk about it yesterday, but several classes participated in a voluntary rural trip together, and the venue was very messy.
He never had the chance to tell Lu Miao about this.
The work content arranged by the Sitong News Agency and the conditions promised were exactly the same as what Lu Miao had told him before.
Wang Mian's face flushed, he was excited and thrilled:
"Xiao Lu, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, how would I have been able to get this?!"
Lu Miao sat slightly sideways, his white and tender fingertips hooked the end of his braided hair and stirred it, and smiled with his eyes raised:
"Congratulations first, but I won't help you for nothing. When you get your royalties, would it be okay to treat me to a popsicle?"
Wang Mian was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect her to say that.
It took only a moment for Wang Mian to react, nodding and shaking his head:
"Not too much, not too much at all!"
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