Bang!
Bang!
Fang Xiaole slapped to death two mosquitoes that were riding on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone, stunned.
At this time, Lin Yaochai's hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray. When she struggled to turn over, her nightgown rose and fell, and patches of her jade-like skin flashed intermittently under the light, reflecting a crystal light.
"Sister Mo, stop tickling Lin Yao. I really was the one who asked her to help promote the show. Blame me if you want to blame someone!"
In the end, Fang Xiaole couldn't bear to see Lin Yao being "tortured" like this, so he pleaded with Mo Yan.
"No, hehe, I sent it myself, Sister Yan, don't blame him."
Lin Yao rolled around on the sofa while explaining to Mo Yan.
"Alright! Are you two acting out a melodrama? So I'm the bad guy?!"
Mo Yan interrupted the two with a cold face, stopped tickling Lin Yao, sat on the sofa, and looked at Fang Xiaole on the mobile phone screen. He suddenly looked a little tired.
"Lin Yao is a silly girl. She only knows how to be nice to others but doesn't know how to protect herself. If you are not a selfish man, you should keep an eye on her in the future and don't let her do stupid things for you."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door, his back looking a little desolate.
"Sister Yan..."
Lin Yao was a little confused and didn't understand what happened to Mo Yan all of a sudden.
"Shut up! If you make a mistake again, punish me like today. Let Fang Xiaole see how shameful you are!"
Mo Yan turned around and glared at her, then walked to the door. Before leaving, he said without looking back:
"Don't chat too late, go to bed early."
After saying that, he slammed the door and left Lin Yao's house.
The living room suddenly became quiet. Lin Yao turned to look at Fang Xiaole on the phone screen and found that his eyes were a little vague, so she looked down.
oops!
Lin Yao suddenly remembered that her hair and clothes were a mess, and some parts of her body were barely visible. This was really indecent!
"Don't hang up, wait for me!"
After saying that, he ran to the bedroom in a panic.
"Lin Yao, Lin Yao?"
Fang Xiaole called out twice, but Lin Yao ran faster and faster, and quickly entered the bedroom and closed the door.
"Fangfang, what happened to Lin Yao? Was she injured just now?"
Fang Xiaole asked Fangfang with concern.
"Deputy Director Fang, how come you don't understand women at all?"
Fangfang explained helplessly:
"Sister Yao wants to always maintain the image of a fairy in front of you and doesn't want you to see her in such a miserable state."
"Oh..." Fang Xiaole nodded thoughtfully.
Fangfang rolled her eyes helplessly. That’s why men are so good. They don’t know anything!
"You guys chat slowly, I'm going to sleep, bye!"
She waved at Fang Xiaole, got up and went to her bedroom.
Soon Lin Yao changed her clothes, combed her hair, and returned to her dignified and beautiful appearance.
"I'm sorry, I was so ugly just now."
She sat on the sofa, facing the screen of her mobile phone, still upset about her "ugly appearance" just now.
"No, I thought you were cute just now. So you're afraid of being tickled?"
Fang Xiaole smiled and comforted her.
"Really?" Lin Yao opened her eyes wide: "Don't you mind that I'm so ugly?"
"What's ugly about you?" Fang Xiaole said without hesitation: "You are beautiful no matter what you look like!"
"Thank you..." Lin Yao suddenly became happy. She stared at Xiaole's face above the phone screen. After a moment, she suddenly said softly:
"It's been another eighty-six hours since we last saw each other."
Fang Xiaole did some straight-forward calculations and found out that the last time he saw Lin Yao was three days ago at eight o'clock in the morning, and now it was twelve o'clock in the evening. With this calculation, it turned out to be exactly eighty-six hours.
"Aren't you bad at math?"
He couldn't help but ask with a smile.
"I counted the hours."
Lin Yao blinked and said seriously.
Fang Xiaole was stunned for a moment, looking at Lin Yao's watery eyes. It seemed that his face was reflected in her pupils.
He is the only one in this girl's heart!
"Lin Yao..."
Fang Xiaole held the phone in both hands, looked at the girl's face, and said seriously:
"I'm sorry, because I'm not good enough, I've made you suffer so much all the time."
Lin Yao was also stunned. Fang Xiaole had never said such words to her before. She was a little scared and waved her hands repeatedly.
"No, no, I'm just too willful and stupid. If I could be as famous as Yang Jiaxin, make a lot of money, and be so powerful that everyone listens to her, then we can, we can..."
Yang Jiaxin is the number one singer in the Chinese music scene and a true queen.
At her level, she is no longer controlled by the agency, and is not afraid that announcing her relationship will destabilize her fan base.
And this is also Lin Yao’s goal.
"Don't always carry all the burdens on your shoulders. We agreed to work together."
Fang Xiaole said softly:
"I know you won't change, and you know I won't change. That's enough."
Lin Yao stared at Fang Xiaole. Although they were thousands of miles apart, she could still see through the phone screen that the other person's eyes were only for her.
"Can you tell me...what won't change?"
After Lin Yao said this, her cheeks turned red all the way to her ears at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she did not lower her head and still looked at Fang Xiaole seriously.
"I......"
Fang Xiaole opened his mouth, and in Lin Yao's expectant eyes, he finally said:
"The thing I like about you will never change."
Although she had been looking forward to it, when she actually heard these words coming out of his mouth, Lin Yao's heart still paused, and her mind went blank for a moment.
Somehow, tears started to flow.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Fang Xiaole was startled and asked quickly.
"I'm fine, I..."
Lin Yao covered her mouth, her clear eyes were as beautiful as crystal gems.
"I'm just, so happy."
At this time, in another bedroom, Fangfang hid behind the door, curled her lips and whispered:
"Tsk, all that sweet talk! I'll definitely find a man who's better at talking than Fang Xiaole."
Outside Lin Yao's house, Mo Yan leaned her ear against the door and vaguely heard the conversation between Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole. She suddenly sighed:
"Men, hehe... I hope Lin Yao is luckier than me."
After saying that, Mo Yan walked out of the apartment building where Lin Yao lived, left the community, and got into a car.
She took out her cell phone and looked at the chat history on WeChat with a man named Chen Ming. The man had been begging for her forgiveness and begging her to give him a chance to meet.
Mo Yan was silent for a moment, and finally sent a message:
"See you at the usual place tomorrow night at 8 o'clock."
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