"Don't worry, uncle just can't run anymore, he's a little behind."
Fang Xiaole smiled and said to Lin Yao.
"Ah, why are you sweating so much? Come in."
Seeing that Fang Xiaole's forehead was full of sweat, and even his clothes were wet with sweat, Lin Yao quickly pulled Fang Xiaole into the apartment and told him to sit down on the sofa.
After entering the bathroom, he took his own towel, dampened it with hot water and wrung out, and hurried out to wipe Fang Xiaole's face.
"It's okay, just wait for a bath in the hotel next time."
Fang Xiaole took the hot towel and wiped it on his face at random.
"No, you're all sweaty. It cooled down today. You will catch a cold like this."
Lin Yao couldn't help taking the towel in Fang Xiaole's hand and carefully wiped off the sweat on his face.
"By the way, when Uncle comes back, don't say that I've been here long ago, just say that I just walked in and I was too tired.
Fang Xiaole thought of something, and quickly told Lin Yao.
"Why?" Lin Yao asked in surprise when she went to the bathroom and twisted a handful of towels with hot water before returning to the living room.
Fang Xiaole briefly talked about Lin Duanzheng's race with him.
"My dad just wants face, don't mind."
Lin Yao also knew her father's character, and asked a little embarrassed:
"My dad didn't embarrass you?"
Fang Xiaole was in a good mood at this time and couldn't help but raise his hand and gently squeeze Lin Yao's delicate face, and smiled:
"I hope my father-in-law will embarrass me more in the future, why are you so calm? Your father has no objection to our being together."
"I'm very happy." Lin Yao was squeezed, her speech was a bit vague, but there was no resistance, and she leaned forward slightly so that Fang Xiaole could knead her more conveniently.
"At first, I was scared occasionally. I didn't know why. Since you came here, I am not afraid."
Listening to Lin Yao's soft words and looking at her slightly reduced face, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but feel distressed. He stood up and took the tender person in front of him into his arms.
"Sorry, I decided to let you participate in my new show without discussing it with you and Sister Mo beforehand. You will be tired later."
Lin Yao was suddenly hugged by him, stunned slightly, sniffing the familiar taste of his body with a pretty nose, closing her eyes contentedly, and pressing her forehead lightly on his shoulder.
"No, I'm not good, I should have told you about my family's affairs earlier, but I, I'm afraid..."
Lin Yao's voice was full of guilt and panic.
"Stupid girl, next time I have to interrogate you, how many things are still hiding from me."
Fang Xiaole knew Lin Yao's worries. This silly girl had always been very inferior to her family. She was afraid that Fang Xiaole would be scared away by her family situation, so she dared not tell him.
"Oh, the towel is cold again, you, you wait."
Lin Yao suddenly whispered, freed herself from Fang Xiaole's arms, hurriedly entered the bathroom, wrung out the towel with hot water again, and returned to the living room.
"Um, pick up your clothes and clothes, you are all sweaty, you have to wipe them dry."
Lin Yao said in a soft voice to Xiao Le, the blush on the delicate face of the goose egg had not subsided, and two more burning clouds rose up.
"No need?" Fang Xiaole was taken aback for a while.
"Yes, hurry up, or you will catch a cold."
Although Lin Yao's face was very red, her attitude was very determined.
Fang Xiaole let out a dry cough and had to pick up his T-shirt. Lin Yao took a towel and wiped him carefully.
He lowered his head, looking at the girl who seriously wiped his body, with a smile on her face.
She lowered her head, not daring to raise her head to face his gaze, but blushed and pursed her mouth.
The morning sun rises, and the sunlight penetrates the thick clouds and shines in the living room, embedding the bodies of the two with a faint golden rim, like a timeless oil painting.
Cough.
Suddenly, an "unidentified object" named Strict Father or Tsundere Father-in-law broke into the edge of the painting.
He ran into the apartment door that they had forgotten to close, panting, and happened to see that his daughter was actually wiping the stinky boy.
Lin Duanzheng was taken aback, not knowing whether he should get angry or walk away quietly, so he froze in place, and finally couldn't help coughing twice.
"Yeah!"
Lin Yao heard her father's cough, she suddenly screamed like a frightened little rabbit, and her whole body bounced up, and the red cloud on her face quickly spread from her neck to her shoulders.
"Dad, me, we..."
She looked at Fang Xiaole angrily, meaning why you didn't close the door just now.
Fang Xiaole looked back at her innocently. Just now you rushed me in, so I didn't have time to close the door.
The two exchanged eyes, Fang Xiaole breathed harder, panting, and turned his head to look at Lin Duanzheng:
"Huh, Uncle Lin, you caught up as soon as I walked in? Fortunately, the road is only eight or nine kilometers long. If it gets longer, I will be caught up by you."
Lin Yao continued: "Dad, what did you two go out for? How come Fang Xiaole runs so tired? But you don't even sweat?"
Lin Duanzheng knew that he would definitely not be able to run Fang Xiaole. He deliberately proposed the race just to find himself a step down, but he didn't expect the two talents to run halfway, and this stinky boy would run away.
He felt that his face was a bit unbearable, and desperately speeded up to catch up with this stinky boy, and finally ran back to Lin Yao's house, but saw that Fang Xiaole was already there to enjoy the services of his daughter, he was suddenly a little angry.
Did you lose too badly?!
It's just that Fang Xiaole seems to have just arrived, and he is still panting, looking more tired than himself.
Lin Duanzheng felt a little puzzled, could this brat really only lead him a little bit?Then why didn't he even see his car's taillight just now?
Isn't this guy flattering me?
However, Lin Yao's words immediately dispelled his doubts. His daughter has never lied. Even she said Fang Xiaole was embarrassed and said that she looked much more relaxed than this stinky kid.
That's right, I just lost it!
And this is what I deliberately let him, otherwise if I put more effort, this kid might not be able to run me!
Let me just say, I insist on morning exercises every day, how can I not be as strong as a little boy?
Forget it, see this guy so tired, let him go for the time being.
The old professor Tsao Jiao felt comfortable, and walked to the living room arrogantly.
"Young people still have to get some exercise. I almost can't even run as an old man who didn't try my best."
Fang Xiaole nodded, looking ashamed: "Uncle let me, thank you uncle."
"Yeah." Lin Duanzheng nodded in satisfaction. Seeing Lin Yao was still wiping the sweat on Fang Xiaole's neck, he coughed again, indicating that he was actually sweating a lot.
Lin Yao widened her beautiful eyes and looked at her father: "Dad, then your bet with Fang Xiaole..."
Lin Duanzheng took a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and the other party happily said:
"Since you are narrowly winning, then my words count. I agree to participate in your show. As for the matter between you and my daughter, just look at your performance."
Fang Xiaole stood up quickly, bowed to Lin Duanzheng, and said sincerely:
"Thank you uncle, I will not let you down."
Lin Duanzheng nodded lightly, feeling that the sweat on his forehead was almost dripping into rain, and couldn't help but look at his daughter.
You have served that brat for so long, so should you wipe your dad away?
"Thank you Dad... Yeah, you sweat a lot too." Lin Yao finally realized that Lin Duanzheng was also sweating profusely, and hurriedly walked into the bathroom and quickly wrung out a hot towel.
Lin Duanzheng closed his eyes with satisfaction, ready to enjoy his daughter's service.
"Dad, here."
However, Lin Yao just handed the hot towel in front of Lin Duanzheng and motioned him to wipe it himself.
Lin Duanzheng: "?"