The nights in Miao Village are often bustling with people enjoying the fun of love.
Tonight is no exception. On the busy streets, young men and women can be seen walking arm in arm.
There were also local beauties in revealing clothes leaning on their stalls, pointing at various small commodities and bargaining with tourists.
However, at this time, a man and a woman attracted considerable attention.
The man was young and strong, but his hair was full of white hair.
The woman is middle-aged, but plump and mature.
The young man was carrying a mature woman on his back as he walked towards the villa area west of Miao Village amidst the occasional surprised glances from those around him.
"Ahem."
Zhang Zhiqin felt a little heavy, not because of Mo Yan's weight, but because there seemed to be something pressing on his back, making him feel a little weak in his hands and feet.
"If you can't carry me anymore, put me down. I'll call Fangfang and ask her to come pick me up."
Mo Yan thought Zhang Zhiqin was done for and sneered:
"A silver-plated spear head."
Zhang Zhiqin immediately quickened her pace: "Who says I can't do it? Since it's my responsibility, I will definitely take responsibility to the end!"
Mo Yan suddenly cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Zhang Zhiqin was frightened again and shrank back, muttering, "Why are you angry again? Old women are really scary."
He thought it would be better to send this witch home as soon as possible, so he quickened his pace and soon arrived at the gate of the villa area.
The person on guard today was not the big brother from last night, but after Mo Yan showed his door card, the security guard let him in.
Mo Yan directed Zhang Zhiqin to the building where they lived, and then called Fangfang.
"Sister Yan?"
But it was Lin Yao who answered the phone.
"Lin Yao, aren't you asleep? Where's Fangfang?"
Mo Yan asked curiously.
"I woke up. Fangfang was drunk and is sleeping soundly now."
Lin Yao answered, and then asked with concern: "Sister Yan, why haven't you come back yet?"
"that......"
Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, but finally had to answer:
"I'm right at the door. Lin Yao, please come out and pick me up. I'm a little uncomfortable."
Lin Yao came out quickly and was shocked to see Zhang Zhiqin carrying Mo Yan on her back. She quickly stepped forward and asked:
"Sister Yan, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay. I just felt a little uncomfortable. I happened to meet Zhang the planner and he was kind enough to take me back."
Mo Yan smiled. Zhang Zhiqin beneath her said curiously, "We didn't just happen to..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt two sharp gazes and immediately shut his mouth.
Because Lin Yao lived there, Mo Yan was unwilling to let any man into the house in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, so she asked Zhang Zhiqin to put her down at the door, and Lin Yao helped her walk in step by step.
Zhang Zhiqin looked at her awkward posture and couldn't help but say:
"If it really doesn't work, go to the hospital. Don't force yourself at your age."
Mo Yan turned around and looked at him calmly: "Thank you for today, I won't see you off."
"oh."
Zhang Zhiqin felt guilty when she looked at her, so she quickly turned around and ran away.
"Hello."
The devil's voice came from behind.
"arrive!"
Zhang Zhiqin immediately turned around and stood straight.
"I'm only thirty-three this year, so I'm still far from old age."
Mo Yan said this and slowly turned into the house.
Zhang Zhiqin stared at her back for a long time before muttering:
"So young? No wonder it's so elastic... That's not right!"
Zhang Zhiqin suddenly reacted:
"Why was Lin Yao so cold to me just now? She was so enthusiastic yesterday! Did I do something wrong?"
Lin Yao helped Mo Yan into the house. Seeing that she seemed to be in pain when walking, she couldn't help but ask worriedly:
"Sister Yan, where are you injured?"
Mo Yan waved his hand and said casually: "It's okay, just a little cramp."
"Where are you cramping? Why do I feel so tired just walking?" Lin Yao was anxious and was about to dial a number with Fangfang's cell phone.
"I'll ask him what's going on."
Mo Yan grabbed Lin Yao's hand and asked, "Who are you asking?"
Lin Yao looked at her without saying anything.
Mo Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Did you know I was going to meet Fang Xiaole? Is that why you pretended to be drunk so as not to embarrass me?"
Lin Yao nodded and whispered, "You know I was with him last night, so I definitely wouldn't have been idle."
Mo Yan sighed and murmured, "I didn't expect that he would be right."
She remembered what Fang Xiaole had said just now: "Maybe it's not her who's taking care of Lin Yao, but Lin Yao who's been taking care of her."
Somehow, Mo Yan suddenly felt sad.
It's like an old mother who protects her daughter as she grows up, and one day she suddenly finds that her daughter has grown up and become sensible and no longer needs her care.
That feeling of relief and loss.
Mo Yan slowly moved to the sofa and asked Lin Yao to bring the medicine that Fang Fang bought last night. Then she took out a mobile phone from her bag and handed it to Lin Yao.
"Give it back to you."
This is Lin Yao's cell phone. In order to prevent her from contacting Fang Xiaole, Mo Yan took Lin Yao's cell phone away.
"Sister Yan..."
Lin Yao took the phone, and the surprise on her face quickly turned into joy, and she hugged Mo Yan.
"Thank you, Sister Yan!"
Lin Yao has few friends, and her phone address book is mostly filled with work contacts. Lin Yao's parents rarely call her, so even if the phone is taken away, it won't have much impact on Lin Yao.
There is actually only one reason why she is so happy now...
Alas, I have never seen a cabbage that takes the initiative to push a pig!
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