My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

In the bedroom of the hotel suite, Lin Yao's hair was damp, her skirt was mostly wet, and she was curled up on the couch with a thin towel blanket.

Her cheeks were flushed and her peach blossom eyes were watery.

"You only sent pictures of your feet over, where's your back?"

What does he mean by that?

Is it...? Want me to take pictures of my back for him?

This is too much!

Lin Yao patted the couch in some shame, drummed her mouth in anger for half a day, stood up and walked to the wall to turn on the bright headlights.

Then she reached behind her back and prepared to pull down the zipper on her dress in the back.

Then motioned and looked in the mirror at the foolish girl whose shoulders were even red.

"Oops! Am I crazy to actually shoot him?!"

Lin Yao covered her face, feeling ashamed of what she had just done.

Ding!

WeChat beeped and Lin Yao was busy pulling back the zipper she had pulled down a small amount and walked over to the couch to pick up her phone.

"I didn't mean that! I mean, how's your back injury?"

As expected, Fang Xiaole also found out that his words just now were a bit ambiguous, so he sent another message over to explain.

Lin Yao realized at once that she really had thought wrongly, and was even more ashamed at this point, luckily no one saw her ridiculous actions just now, or else she would have no face to see anyone!

"Yao, why haven't you taken a shower yet? You'll catch a cold if you get all wet like this!"

At this moment, Fang Fang rushed in, still reading as she did so.

Seeing that Lin Yao was holding her cell phone, her cheeks puffed red, Fang Fang asked helplessly, "Is it really a message from Fang Planning?"

Lin Yao nodded apologetically: "It's him, we're just having a casual conversation."

Fangfang showed a look like I knew it.

"Sister Yao, why don't you talk to Fang Planning and tell him to wait until you're done with your shower, Smoke will be over tomorrow, what if you really catch a cold?"

This evening around seven o'clock finished recording the song, Fangfang thought she would go back to the hotel early, but Lin Yao suddenly went to the ear, nose and throat department of several hospitals, as well as several Chinese medicine clinics for the reason of "wanting to take a break".

She was told that Lin Yao was too tired to record music and her voice was uncomfortable.

The first thing she noticed was that Lin Yao was trying to help Fang Xiaole find a way to cure her voice.

The first thing you need to know is that your voice has become hoarse and unpleasant to listen to, and you can't sing for long.

And it is said that Fang Xiaole has been to many hospitals, but none of them have been able to cure it.

Fang Fang could also see that Fang Xiaole loved to sing, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write such a beautiful song.

That night when she saw Fang Xiaole concentrating on his singing, Fangfang felt sorry for him.

For a singer, a broken voice should be quite a painful thing.

However, what Fang Fang didn't expect was that Yao Yao actually took this matter to heart and even quietly went to seek medical help for Fang Xiaole now.

Most of those hospitals or clinics said that they couldn't do anything about Fang Xiaole's voice, and some asked Lin Yao to bring Fang Xiaole over for a checkup next time.

In short, tonight's run was fruitless.

When they went to the last TCM clinic, the road was a bit narrow and the car couldn't reach the clinic's entrance, so Lin Yao and Fang Fang got off and walked there.

They hurriedly returned to the hotel and had planned to take a shower right away, but then Lin Yao happened to receive a WeChat.

As soon as Lin Yao looked at her phone, she didn't even bother to take a shower and ran to her bedroom as soon as she got back to her room.

Fang Fang wasn't too stupid and guessed that it was mostly a WeChat from Fang Xiaole, she urged her several times, but Lin Yao still didn't move.

Tomorrow, Mo Yan is coming to Jiangrong and has brought a film crew with her, saying that she is going to make a short film of Lin Yao recording a song and post it on Weibo, as a pre-promotion for her new album and to counter Huang Yin who has become increasingly arrogant lately.

If Sister Smoke brings people over tomorrow, only to find out that Lin Yao caught a cold because she got caught in the rain on a night out, she'll be scolded again, won't she?

Thinking of this, Fangfang really had no choice but to rush into Lin Yao's bedroom and "catch" her out.

"I'll say one more sentence, no, two, I'm definitely not allowed to contact him once Smoke comes tomorrow, please, Fangfang~"

When Lin Yao was pulled by Fangfang's arm to stand up, she plucked at the armrest on the side of the sofa, pleading pitifully like a prisoner about to be dragged to the torture chamber.

"Alas!"

Fangfang got goose bumps from the squishy voice that shouted, so she had to let go of her hand and say airily, "Don't blame me if you catch a cold!"

Lin Yao smilingly hugged her little assistant, but she pushed her away, so she picked up her phone and typed over to Fang Xiaole.

Her voice was a bit of a jar now, afraid that Fang Xiaole would hear that she was drenched in rain and could only type.

"My back has also been healed, you don't have to worry, tomorrow Smoke is coming to Jiang Rong, I may not be able to use my phone for a few days, see you when I record, goodnight."

After sending the message, Fang Xiaole quickly replied.

"Then you focus on recording the song, take care of your rest, and I'll see you on the recording, good night."

This time, it was sent over not as a voice, but as a text.

Lin Yao was a little listless, bit her lower lip lightly and typed another line over.

"I'm sorry, but could you send me that on voice just now?"

After waiting for a moment, there was no response.

Probably because Fang Xiaole found this request a little strange, Lin Yao's face appeared slightly disappointed and was about to put down her phone.

Ding!

Fang Xiaole sent a voice over, the same as earlier.

"Take care of your rest, see you at the recording, goodnight."

Lin Yao's lips pursed and happily returned, "Thank you, goodnight."

Only then did she satisfactorily put down her phone, but she saw that Fangfang, who was waiting at the side, was already looking very ugly.

She threw out her tongue and playfully went to hug Fangfang again, but was dragged into the bathroom by her little assistant.

"Geez, Fangfang, I can just wash it myself."

"No, I have to supervise you, Yao, you've gone too far lately!"

"Yah, I'll take it off myself, don't you do it."

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"Why does Lin Yao want me to send the voice over again?"

In the rental house, Fang Xiaole was a bit baffled, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out why, thinking that it was probably a personal fetish, then he focused on continuing his studies.

And he didn't know that when Lin Yao finished her shower, blew her hair, turned out the lights and slept on her bed, she quietly took out her headphones from under her pillow, plugged them into her phone and opened her chat with Fang Xiaole.

She listened to his voice over and over again, especially the last sentence "good night", with a faint smile on her lips, she slowly fell asleep.

In the past, Lin Yao used to sleep listening to songs.

The current Lin Yao, liked to sleep listening to his voice.

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