My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

Chapter 188: The Popular Actress Becomes a Shrew

"Ah..."

The scream with surprise, joy and shyness couldn't help but escape from Lin Yao's slightly opened mouth, but it was only halfway heard before she covered her mouth and swallowed it back.

The warm touch on her forehead was fleeting, but it made her entire body feel like it was floating, from her forehead, cheeks, neck to her ears all pink.

Lin Yao wanted to lower her head, but then she thought about what if Fang Xiaole had to kiss her again?

Wouldn't he be unable to kiss him again if he bowed his head?

So she kept her head up, but was too shy to open her eyes, with shyness and anticipation, and was so nervous that even her long eyelashes were quivering.

Sure enough, her face was once again touched.

But this time it was Fang Xiaole's fingers.

This guy was pinching her face again.

Fang Xiaole was actually quite nervous, this was the first time he had taken the initiative to kiss Lin Yao when she was awake, and he didn't know how Lin Yao would react.

After his lips left Lin Yao's forehead, he only saw that Lin Yao didn't make any movements, still tilted her head up, and didn't even open her eyes.

Fang Xiaole thought to himself whether the kiss was too light and she didn't feel it?

How about a little more?

Not so good, right?

Still, Lin Yao was a very traditional girl, don't let her think that she was a random man that would be bad.

But seeing Lin Yao's flickering eyelashes and her white, lovely face under the moonlight, Fang Xiaole still couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch her face again, whispering.

"Already done with the punishment, you.... Feel that?"

Lin Yao opened her eyes, her fair goose egg face turning into a round disk face as it was gently kneaded by Fang Xiaole's fingers, she blinked and pointed confusedly at Fang Xiaole's hand that was squeezing her face.

"Is this also a punishment? But didn't you say it was only a punishment, why after that me..."

Lin Yao said pointing to her forehead and then to her face, "And pinch your face?"

Underneath this Xiaole was sure that Lin Yao had just felt that he had kissed her forehead, and he released his hand in some embarrassment and said.

"That first one isn't a punishment, it's a reward."

"Oh." Lin Yao ohmed, her hands clasping each other and hanging low in front of her abdomen, her ten fingers intertwined with each other, asking somewhat hopefully.

"What would it take to get another one of these.... A reward?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh, pulling her to just sit right on the corn.

"The reward for you isn't over yet, remember I told you yesterday there was a new song for you to listen to?"

Lin Yao looked at Fang Xiaole in surprise, like a little fan girl, "Yeah, you've written a new song again, I want to hear it so much."

"A new song?!"

Tang Wan and Xu Fei, who were "listening to the wall" not far away, suddenly came to their senses.

Finally, we're getting to the point!

"And there's more than one song, so why don't you guess how many there are?"

Fang Xiaole mysteriously.

"Mm..." Lin Yao opened her big eyes and thought seriously.

"Three songs?"

Fang Xiaole shook his head.

Lin Yao hesitantly said, "Four songs?"

Fang Xiaole stopped teasing her and smiled, "Why don't I sing to you one song at a time and then say it, some songs might not be suitable for you."

Lin Yao worriedly said, "Singing so many songs your voice can't take it."

This Fang Xiaole was actually prepared, he took out his mobile phone and sent all the previously packed and saved "Golden Song List" lyrics and music scores to Lin Yao, then said.

"I sang a bit of each song before and recorded it into my phone, but without special recording equipment, the sound is a bit low, so listen to it first and I'll sing it to you if you like which one."

"Good." Lin Yao thought this was a good idea, happily clapped her hands, moved her butt, and sat closer to Fang Xiaole.

"Fuck, he's going to play the song, record it quickly."

Tang Wan was smart enough to pull out her phone and open the recording software.

When Xu Fei saw what she was doing, she also followed suit, taking out her phone and extending her arm to point it at Fang Xiaole.

Xu Fei was taller than Tang Wan and her arm was longer than her, and this extension of her arm instantly made her phone closer than Tang Wan than Fang Xiaole.

"Step aside, don't block me."

Tang Wan saw that the good position of "recording" was occupied, dissatisfied, she twisted her buttocks and knocked Xu Fei out of the way.

"Whoever recorded it is the one who owns it, why are you squeezing me?"

Xu Fei also quit and got up from the ground and also bumped into Tang Wan.

Tang Wan was knocked away coldly and turned to look at Xu Fei angrily, raising her hand to push her.

Xu Fei grabbed her hand, and the two of them entered into a tussle state, their eyes staring at each other, their faces red, and the veins on their foreheads exposed, and for a while, no one could do anything about it.

At this time, Fang Xiaole had already clicked on the recording of the first song.

Following the melodious and poignant intro was his slightly hoarse singing voice.

"Falling in love with an angel's flaws, using a devil's language, God in the clouds, just blinked..."

As soon as the intro to this song came out, Lin Yao opened her eyes wide, her small mouth slightly open, her face filled with surprise.

Although the accompaniment was simply made by Fang Xiaole using his mobile phone's songwriting software, and it was far inferior to the effect of real instruments playing, the quality of the song could still be heard.

And one could sense that it should be another girl's song, and it wasn't appropriate for Fang Xiaole to sing it, simply because the quality of the song was so high that even if it was sung by a man, it was still mesmerizing to listen to.

"My God..."

Not only Lin Yao, but Tang Wan and Xu Fei were shocked.

The two of them thought in unison, if this song was mine, how great would it be!

Xu Fei kept pushing Tang Wan with her left hand to get a better "recording" position, while her right hand, which was holding the phone, reached forward as far as it could to record more clearly.

She was still a bit far away, not as clear as Lin Yao who was right in front of her, and the cell phone recording might not be too good.

Tang Wan, of course, understood this, and similarly humped and pushed against Xu Fei there, while holding up her phone recording with her other hand.

Because Fang Xiaole had only recorded a section of each song, the first song was played very quickly.

"This one's too good, you're amazing!"

Lin Yao looked at Fang Xiaole obsessively, her eyes full of admiration and love.

"What's the name of this song?"

"Flowing years."

Fang Xiaole smiled at her, "I didn't write this song, it was taught to me by someone from the other world when I was dreaming."

Lin Yao automatically ignored his "joke" and lowered her head and mumbled.

"Flowing years, flowing years.... In my lifetime, the narrow road will not be spared."

Echoing the lyrics, she looked up at Fang Xiaole and smiled sweetly.

"That's great!"

"Take it and sing if you like."

Fang smiled and worked a few buttons on his phone.

"You can listen to the second one again."

"Mm."

At that moment, Tang Wan and Xu Fei were squatting in the cornfield, each using headphones to listen to the recording of the song "Flowing Years" from earlier, and they both shook their heads after listening for ten seconds or so.

It was too far away to be heard at all.

Hearing that Fang Xiaole was talking about playing the second song, Tang Wan bit her teeth and couldn't care less about being dirty, simply lying down on the dirt ground and crawling forward quietly in a crawling position.

She couldn't miss the next song, she had to record closer!

And naturally, Xu Fei discovered Tang Wan's actions and followed suit, crawling forward on the ground despite her image.

"Fuck off." Tang Wan saw that Xu Fei was following her example and kicked at her with wide eyes.

Xu Fei was kicked in pain and returned the kick in silent rage.

Under the bright moonlight, the two popular actresses punched and kicked each other, tearing clothes and pulling hair, like a pair of shrews, they wrestled in the cornfield.