Liu Duyong walked out of the bedroom and said to Hai Yao who was sitting in the living room: "Mom, I just added QQ to my sister and we talked for a while."

Hai Yao seems to be watching TV, but in fact, she has been waiting for the two daughters to chat. At this time, hearing the words of the youngest daughter, she quickly asked:

"Then how are you talking?"

Liu Duo smiled and said, "The conversation is very good."

"That's it, okay, then you can talk more when you have time."

Hai Yao couldn't help but reveal a trace of disappointment as he spoke.

In fact, she has always understood Liu Duyong. This little girl always looks good in front of her, speaking and doing things in the direction she likes.

But Hai Yao could tell when the youngest daughter was really happy and when she was pretending.

For example, now, Liu's smile to the right is obviously just pretending, which shows that she has a very ordinary impression of her sister.

"Well, Mom, then I'm going to bed."

"OK, good night."

Hai Yao couldn't help sighing as Liu Duong entered the bedroom.

"Oh, take your time..."

...

Kyoto, Lin Yao's apartment.

"Husband, I was chatting with my mother's little daughter just now, but I don't think she likes me very much, please help me see it."

Lin Yao was wearing pajamas, sitting by the bed, and sent a screenshot of her chat with her little sister to Fang Xiaole.

Soon, Fang Xiaole replied: "You two have a good chat."

Lin Yao said: "No, I was so nervous just now, I don't know what to talk to her."

Fang Xiaole said: "Then you just say that you are Lin Yao, what if she happens to be your fan?"

Lin Yao quickly said, "It's definitely not possible. What if she happens to be a fan of Yang Jiaxin or someone else?

And this will make others think that I am showing off, girls at this age are very rebellious!"

Fang Xiaole suddenly smiled and said, "Why are you communicating with your sister? It seems like you are pursuing someone."

Lin Yao asked in distress, "Then what should I do?"

For this question, Fang Xiaole also scratched his head a little. How could he understand what a little girl of this age was thinking, so he could only suggest:

"Why don't you ask Sister Mo and Fangfang? They are all girls, and they should understand what little girls think."

"Then I will ask them now, yes..."

Before hanging up, Lin Yao suddenly said:

"Husband, did you forget to say something?"

Fang Xiaole said strangely, "No."

"Oh......"

Lin Yao said disappointedly: "Good night."

"OK, good night......"

Fang Xiaole paused, then suddenly said:

"My wife I love you."

Lin Yao, who was disappointedly about to hang up, suddenly widened her eyes, her soft face full of surprise.

At the same time, I also realized that Fang Xiaole was joking just now, in fact...

He knows what I'm thinking all the time?

"You, can you say it again?"

Lin Yao pleaded with shame and hope.

"Do you want to say it a hundred times?"

Fang Xiaole smiled.

"Okay! Oh, don't say so many times."

Lin Yao happily agreed, but immediately waved her hand hurriedly.

"Don't you like to listen too many times?" Fang Xiaole asked.

"No!" Lin Yao quickly explained: "I'm afraid you say it so many times, it's too tired, can you...

Say it ten times, ten times."

The girl's voice was soft and timid, with hope and guilt.

What I hope is that I want to hear the people I like keep saying "I love you."

Regrettably, she felt that Fang Xiaole hurried back to Jiang Rong today and went to work at the Apple Desk. She was already so tired.

But she was so selfish that she insisted on chatting with her, and also wanted him to satisfy her unreasonable request.

Lin Yao felt that she had become less and less sensible.

However, the hurried parting today and what happened in the parking lot made Lin Yao feel a strong sense of insecurity.

She is very afraid that if such things happen several times, will Fang Xiaole feel bored and irritable?

Therefore, the girl just wanted to determine his feelings for her in this way.

In Lin Yao's view, saying those three words more, maybe he can really love himself more, right?

"Well, I say it twenty times, but there is a condition."

Fang Xiaole said.

"What, what conditions?"

Lin Yao seemed to think of something, two blushes rose on her cheeks, she whispered:

"My dad is at home. It's not convenient. If you want to see it, I will show it to you next time, okay?"

Fang Xiaole said strangely: "What are you looking at?"

Lin Yao subconsciously said, "Don't you want to see me wear that clothes?"

The sailor suit I bought last time was still lying in the deepest part of the closet. Lin Yao only wore it once during the video with Fang Xiaole. She thought that Fang Xiaole's condition was this.

"what are you thinking about."

Fang Xiaole smiled and said, "My condition is that you sing a song for me."

"Ah, sorry!"

Lin Yao's face suddenly changed from a reddish peach to a ripe apple, and even his whole body became a little hot.

She didn't know how she would want to go there subconsciously.

Does he think I am too that?

The girl wanted to find a seam to get in. Fortunately, Fang Xiaole knew that Lin Yao must be very embarrassed now, so she gently turned the topic away:

"I want to order a song."

"Which song do you want to listen to?"

Lin Yao blushed and asked softly.

"Just sing that new song."

Fang Xiaole thought for a while.

"courage?"

"Yes, courage!"

Lin Yao sat up from the bed, took the phone to her mouth, closed her eyes, and calmly opened her eyes.

Her expression is very focused, more serious than when she was practicing in the recording studio.

After a few seconds, red lips opened slightly:

"Finally made this decision. I don't care what other people say. As long as you are the same, I am willing to go with you everywhere..."

A sweet and ethereal voice rang in the cozy bedroom, and passed into Fang Xiaole's ears through the microphone.

Although there is no accompaniment, Lin Yao still sings in one go, flawlessly, and even sings perfectly in several places that are not stable during practice.

She sang seriously and affectionately.

He listened attentively and intoxicated.

...

"We all need courage to believe that we will be together. I can feel you when the crowd is crowded. Put it in my hand, your sincerity."

When Lin Yao finished singing the last sentence, her body was shaking slightly somehow.

Maybe it's because the lyrics of this song resonate with her.

Maybe it was because I remembered what happened today.

"My wife I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you......"

Fang Xiaole’s voice came from the phone, just like Lin Yao’s singing in his ears, his voice also lightly glanced into Lin Yao’s eardrums, blended into her body, and filled her heart. .

Lin Yao burst into tears.

"Husband, I love you too, so love..."