My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

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Fang Xiaole continuously swatted away two flower mosquitoes that rode into his face, but his eyes stared momentarily at the phone screen, looking stunned.

At this time, Lin Yao hairpin cross sideburns, untidy clothes, struggling to flip when the nightgown a while high and a while low, a piece of jade-like skin intermittently in the light, reflecting the glittering light.

"Sister Mo, don't tickle Lin Yao, I really asked her to help promote the show, blame me!"

The first thing you need to do is to get rid of the problem of the "torture" of Lin Yao.

"No, gobble gobble, I sent it myself, Smoke gobble, you don't blame him."

Lin Yao explained to Mo Yan as she rolled around on the couch.

"Okay! What about you two in a drama? Hopefully I'm the bad guy?!"

Mo Yan coldly interrupted the two and stopped scratching Lin Yao, sitting on the sofa and looking at Fang Xiaole in the phone screen, looking suddenly a little tired.

"Lin Yao is a silly girl, only knows to treat others well, do not know how to protect themselves, if you are not a selfish man, in the future, just watch her point, do not let her do stupid things for you."

After saying that, he got up and walked towards the door, his back looking all slightly busty.

"Sister Smoke..."

Lin Yao was a bit confused, not understanding what was suddenly going on with Mo Yan.

"You shut up! If you make a mistake again in the future, punish it like today and let Fang Xiaole see how humiliated you are!"

Mo Smoke stared back at her and walked to the door, drifting in without turning back on the way out.

"Don't talk too late, go to bed early."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut and left Lin Yao's house.

The living room became quiet, Lin Yao turned to look at Fang Xiaole on her phone screen and noticed that his eyes were a bit wandering and looked down.

Oops!

Lin Yao suddenly remembered that her hair and clothes were now a mess and some parts of her body were hidden, this was so indecent!

"You, 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, slipping into the bedroom and shutting the door.

"Fangfang, what's wrong with Lin Yao? Was it an injury just now?"

Fang Xiaole asked Fang Fang with concern.

"Assistant Director Fang, how come you don't know anything about women?"

Flora explained helplessly.

"Yao is trying to maintain an image of a little fairy in front of you forever and doesn't want you to see her in such a mess."

"Oh..." Fang Xiaole nodded thoughtfully.

Fang rolled her eyes helplessly, so what's so great about men, nothing!

"You guys have a nice chat, I'm going to bed, bye!"

She waved her hand at Fang Xiaole and got up to go to her bedroom.

Soon Lin Yao changed her clothes and combed her hair out again, returning to her demure and beautiful appearance.

"I'm sorry, I was so ugly just now."

She sat on the sofa, facing the phone screen, still pensive about her "ugly" appearance.

"No, I thought you were pretty cute just now, but it turns out you're afraid of tickling?"

Fanny smiled and comforted her.

"Really?" Lin Yao opened her eyes wide, "Don't you mind if I look that ugly?"

"Where's the ugliness?" Fang Xiaole said without hesitation, "You're beautiful no matter what you look like!"

"Thank you..." Lin Yao was suddenly happy, she stared at Xiaole's face at the top of the phone screen for a moment and then suddenly said grudgingly.

"We haven't seen each other for another eighty-six hours ah."

Fang Xiaole very straightforwardly calculated and found that the last time he and Lin Yao were respectively at eight in the morning three days ago, and now it was twelve at night, so it really was exactly eighty-six hours.

"Aren't you bad at math?"

He couldn't help but smile at the question.

"I'm counting over hour by hour ah."

Lin Yao blinked her eyes and said seriously.

Fang Xiaole was stunned, looking at Lin Yao's watery eyes, which seemed to reflect his face in her pupils.

This girl really only had him in her heart ah!

"Lin Yao..."

Fang Xiaole held the phone in both hands and looked at the girl's face, looking serious.

"I'm sorry, it's because I'm not good enough to make you work so hard all the time."

Lin Yao was also dumbfounded, Fang Xiaole had never said anything like that to her before, she was a bit shocked and waved her hands incessantly.

"No, no, I'm too headstrong and stupid, if I can be as popular as Yang Jiaxin, make a lot of money and be so powerful that everyone listens to her, then we can, we can..."

Yang Jiaxin was the first sister of the Huaxia singing world, a true diva.

At her level, she was no longer subject to the constraints of her agency, and wasn't afraid that announcing her feelings would make her fan base unstable.

And this was also Lin Yao's goal.

"You shouldn't always carry the burden on your own shoulders, we said we'd work together."

Fang Xiaole said softly.

"I know that you won't change, and you know that I won't change, and that's enough."

Lin Yao gazed at Fang Xiaole, although the two of them were separated by thousands of miles, they could still see through the phone screen that they only had themselves in each other's eyes.

"Can you tell me, you.... What won't change?"

After Lin Yao said this, her cheeks reddened to the roots of her ears at once with visible speed, but she didn't 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.

"This thing that 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 heaved and her mind went blank for a moment.

Somehow, tears flowed out all of a sudden.

"What's wrong? Where's the discomfort?"

Fang Xiaole was shocked, and asked incessantly.

"I'm fine, I..."

Lin Yao covered her mouth, her clear eyes as beautiful as crystal clear gems.

"I'm just, like, too happy."

At this moment, in the other bedroom, Fangfang hid behind the door and skimmed her mouth in a low voice.

"Che, flowery words, I will definitely find a man who can talk better than Fang Xiaole in the future."

And outside Lin Yao's house, Mo Yan pressed her side ear against the door, vaguely hearing Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole's conversation, she suddenly sighed.

"Man, huh.... I hope Lin Yao is luckier than me."

After saying that, Mo Yan walked out of the apartment building where Lin Yao's house was, out of the neighborhood, and got into a car.

She pulled out her phone and looked at the chat logs from WeChat with a man named Chen Ming, a man who had been begging for her forgiveness and praying for her to give him a chance to meet her.

Mo Yan was silent for a moment and finally sent a message over.

"I'll see you tomorrow night at eight at the usual place."