My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"Silly girl, you turned out to be so busy today? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

In Lin Yao's apartment, Mo Yan had just called, talking to Lin Yao about the daytime announcements and fan meetings, and was overheard by Fang Xiaole.

He realized that Lin Yao had such a tight schedule during the day and rushed home in the afternoon to cook such a big table.

Fang Xiaole was chagrined and felt that he was too careless, knowing Lin Yao's personality, why didn't he think that she was lying to herself when she said that she wasn't busy today?

"I'm sorry."

Lin Yao bowed her head and apologized, acting as if she was wrong.

"Ugh, you ah..."

Fang Xiaole couldn't do anything about her, he wasn't an idiot, he knew that Lin Yao was so tired for herself, and if Lin Yao hadn't "conquered" Zhao Yue tonight, the other party might not have agreed to be a guest on the show.

Fang Xiaole discovered that Lin Yao had always been his lucky star, not only could she help him open the treasure trove of memories, but she could also bring him good luck in many other things.

This cute, silly girl was not only pretty and gentle, she was also a husband!

Fang Xiaole was sighing, but he saw Lin Yao subconsciously raise her hands to squeeze the back of her neck and shoulders.

Fang Xiaole suddenly reached out to hold Lin Yao's shoulders and gently pressed her down on the couch.

"Yah?"

Lin Yao was stunned, then her cheeks reddened, not knowing why he was suddenly like this.

Didn't we agree not to do that until we got married? What am I supposed to do?

Lin Yao was at a loss for words, so she could only close her eyes tightly and be an invisible ostrich.

"Turn over and lie down."

Fang Xiaole's voice sounded.

Lin Yao didn't dare to open her eyes or squeak, so she obediently turned over and lay face down.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of large hands gently landed on her neck, gently kneading it.

Lin Yao was indeed very tired today, the morning announcement and the afternoon fan meeting required her to come up with her best condition, with her back straight and standing on the stage for long periods of time.

And cooking at home in the afternoon was equally uneventful, washing and chopping vegetables, washing dishes and cleaning up the kitchen after eating, all requiring long hours of burying her head and standing up

By now, her shoulders and neck were sore and her calves were sore.

Now that Fang Xiaole was allowed to press so much, Lin Yao felt that the soreness and pain on her body had been relieved.

"I'm fine, you don't need to press me, you can rest."

It's just that Lin Yao was used to paying for Fang Xiaole, suddenly having him "service" her, Lin Yao felt awkward and even a little guilty that she wasn't a qualified girlfriend.

"Lie down well."

Fang Xiaole's somewhat stern voice sounded.

"Oh."

Lin Yao didn't dare to move.

"Women are for men to pamper and spoil, from now on you have to get used to me doing things for you and me paying for you, don't do everything yourself stupidly, understand?"

Fang Xiaole said gravely.

"Oh."

Lin Yao softly and timidly agreed, burying her face into the sofa to hide the happy smile and red ears on her face.

She actually wanted very little, she just wanted to listen to his voice every day and then be able to see him every now and then, cook a delicious meal for him, sit down together for a meal, and then snuggle up on the couch and talk somewhat corporately for a while.

That way she'd be content.

No need for him to be so nice to himself or say those sweet words, as long as the two of them worked together like this and missed each other, it would be enough.

At this time, listening to his angry and heartbreaking "words of love", Lin Yao felt like an empty bottle, suddenly filled up with something called happiness.

Fang Xiaole pressed Lin Yao for a while longer, but Lin Yao was afraid that he was too tired and begged for a while, before Fang Xiaole stopped.

"By the way, I brought you a gift."

Fang Xiaole suddenly said.

"A present?"

Lin Yao's watery eyes lifted up, suddenly filled with surprise.

"Come."

Fang Xiaole took Lin Yao by the hand and brought her over to the shoe cabinet where his backpack was hanging.

"It's in there, you can see for yourself."

Fang Xiaole took the backpack off and handed it to Lin Yao.

"What is it?"

Lin Yao received the backpack, opened her eyes wide and looked at Fang Xiaole in confusion, seeing that he just smiled and didn't speak, only to open the backpack, suddenly feeling her heartbeat speed up a bit.

Since they had met, Lin Yao was the first time she had experienced this kind of small surprise between lovers, her heart was filled with joy and her body felt a little tingly.

In the backpack was a rectangular packing box.

Lin Yao took out the box and opened it, her eyes brightening slightly.

"Mobile phone?"

"Well, you turn it on and see."

Fang Xiaole smiled.

Lin Yao pressed the on button on the side of the phone, the phone's screen quickly lit up, and the boot screen was a picture of Lin Yao, lying on her bed, sweetly asleep.

"Yah."

Lin Yao lightly exhaled, "When did you take this?"

She recognized it as the bed in her bedroom.

"The night before last, you looked so beautiful asleep, I thought it could be the boot screen of your new phone, and what else, you go on."

At Fang Xiaole's prompting, Lin Yao opened her phone's photo album, her beautiful eyes suddenly widening.

The album was full of pictures of Lin Yao, from recording programs, cooking with an apron on, walking with a soft side face....

In short, these photos are all snapshots from life, and the timing and angle of each one is great, perfectly showing Lin Yao's beautiful 360-degree face.

You can tell that the person who took the photos was very attentive.

This was the so-called 'boyfriend's perspective', every moment, his girlfriend was always so beautiful.

"Thank you, thank you."

Lin Yao squeezed her new phone tightly, the corners of her mouth curled up, and the happiness on her face was about to spill out.

She read every single picture Fang Xiaole had taken of herself carefully, then was slightly disappointed.

"Too bad there's no picture of us together."

Fang Xiaole was silent and nodded his head.

Indeed, the two of them hadn't spent much time together, it was hard to meet and still have to guard against being seen, so where was the time to take a group photo?

"It's okay, we can shoot it now ah."

Lin Yao suddenly popped up and ran all the way into the bedroom, quickly taking out a selfie stick and smiling happily and with a little pride at Fang Xiaole.

Next, the two of them took the selfie stick and left behind a group photo of themselves all the way from the living room, kitchen, and bedroom road balcony.

After taking dozens of pictures, Lin Yao then sat contentedly on the sofa with her head resting on Fang Xiaole's shoulder, taking a sip and looking at the pictures one by one.

At this moment, Fang Xiaole's phone rang, and he picked it up, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he took a look.

"Who is it calling?"

Lin Yao noticed that Fang Xiaole's look wasn't right and straightened up, asking with concern.

Fang Xiaole showed Lin Yao the caller on her phone screen, then pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Broker Li."