My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

　　 In the bedroom of the hotel suite, Lin Yao’s hair was wet, and her skirt was mostly wet. She was wrapped in a thin towel and curled up on the sofa.

　　 Her cheeks are reddish, and her peach eyes are filled with water.

　　 “You only posted photos of your feet. Where is your back?”

　　What does he mean?

　　 Could it be… you want me to take a picture of his back to show him?

　　 This is too much!

　　 Lin Yao patted the sofa a little embarrassingly, bulged her mouth and got angry for a long time, got up and walked to the wall to turn on the bright headlight.

　　 Then he reached his back, preparing to pull down the zipper of the dress on the back.

　　 Then he moved for a while and looked at the fool girl in the mirror whose shoulders were red.

　　 “Oh! Am I crazy, can I really take a picture of him?!”

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

Ding!

　　 The WeChat prompt sounded, Lin Yao quickly pulled back a half of the zipper, went to the sofa and picked up the phone.

　　 “I didn’t mean that! I mean what happened to your back injury?”

　　 Sure enough, Fang Xiaole also found that his sentence was a bit ambiguous, so he sent another message to explain.

　　 Lin Yao suddenly understood that she really wanted to be crooked, and she was even more ashamed at this time. Fortunately, no one saw her ridiculous behavior just now, otherwise she would have no face to see people!

　　 “Sister Yao, why haven’t you taken a bath? You are so wet, you will catch a cold!”

　　 At this time, Fangfang rushed in, still muttering.

　　 Seeing that Lin Yao was holding a mobile phone with red cheeks, Fangfang asked helplessly: “Is this the news from Fang plan?”

　　 Lin Yao nodded embarrassedly: “It’s him, let’s just talk a few words.”

　　 Fangfang showed what I knew:

　　 “Sister Yao, why don’t you tell Fang Shao, let him talk after you take a shower, Sister Yan will come over tomorrow, what if you really have a cold?”

　　 I finished recording the song at around 7:00 this evening. Fangfang thought he would return to the hotel earlier, but Lin Yao suddenly went to several hospitals’ otolaryngology departments and several Chinese medicine clinics on the grounds of “wanting to relax”.

　　 asked about throat treatment, Fangfang didn’t react for a while, thinking that Lin Yao was too tired to record songs in the past two days, and her voice was uncomfortable.

　　 Later, when Lin Yao described the “condition” to the doctor, she realized that Sister Yao was planning to find a cure for her throat.

　　 Fang Xiaole’s voice became hoarse and unpleasant because of her broken voice, and she knew that she could not sing for a long time.

　　 And it is said that Fang Xiaole has been to many hospitals, but there is no cure.

　　 Fangfang can also tell that Fang Xiaole really likes to sing, otherwise he would not be able to write such good songs.

　　 When I saw Fang Xiaole playing and singing intently that night, Fangfang felt very sorry for him.

　　 It should be a painful thing for singers to lose their throat.

　　 However, what Fangfang didn’t expect was that Sister Yao actually took this matter in her heart, and even now she quietly went to help Fang Xiaole seek medical advice.

However, after asking more than half of Jiangrong City, the result was disappointing. Most of those hospitals or clinics said that Xiaole’s voice was helpless, and others asked Lin Yao to take Fang Xiaole over to let them check it out next time. Say it again.

　　 In short, the rush tonight was fruitless.

When I went to the last Chinese medicine clinic, the road was a bit narrow and the car could not drive to the door of the clinic. Lin Yao and Fangfang got out of the car and walked over. When they came out of the clinic, it suddenly rained and both of them were showered. Mostly wet.

　　 hurried back to the hotel. The two originally planned to take a bath immediately, but at this time Lin Yao just received a WeChat message.

　　 Lin Yao looked at the phone, and was not busy even in the bath, and ran into her bedroom as soon as she went back to the room.

　　 Fangfang is not too stupid. I guessed it was mostly a WeChat sent by Fang Xiaole. She urged it several times, but Lin Yao was still unmoved.

Tomorrow Mo Yan is coming to Jiang Rong, and he also brought a filming team over. He said that he was going to shoot a short video of Lin Yao and post it on Weibo to pre-heat the promotion of the new album. By the way, he would fight back against the recent increasingly arrogant arrogance. Huang Yin.

　　 If Sister Yan brought people over tomorrow, only to find that Lin Yao had caught a cold because he went out at night to “relax” and got caught in the rain, wouldn’t he be scolded again?

　　 Thinking of this, Fangfang couldn’t help but rushed into Lin Yao’s bedroom and “caught” her out.

　　 “I will say one more sentence, no, two sentences, tomorrow sister Yan will definitely not let me contact him, please, Fangfang~~”

　　 Lin Yao was pulled by Fangfang’s arm to stand up, she grabbed the armrest on the side of the sofa, pleadingly pleading like a prisoner about to be pulled to the execution ground.

“Ugh!”

　　 Fangfang was screaming goose bumps by the soft voice, so she had to let go of her hand, and said angrily: “Don’t blame me if you catch a cold!”

　　 Lin Yao hugged the assistant with a grin, and was pushed away by her “disgusting”, and quickly picked up the phone and typed in Fang Xiaole.

　　 Her voice is a bit urn, and she can only type for fear that Fang Xiaole will hear that she is raining.

　　 “My back is already healed, don’t worry, Sister Yan will come to Jiang Rong tomorrow, I may not be able to use my mobile phone these days, see you when you are recording, good night.”

After 　　 sent the message, Fang Xiaole quickly replied:

　　 “Then you can concentrate on recording the song, pay attention to rest, see you during the recording, good night.”

　　 This time, it was not voice, but text.

　　 Lin Yao feels a little lost, UU read www.uukánshu.com lightly bit her lower lip, and typed a line again:

　　 “I’m sorry, can you send this sentence over by voice?”

　　 waited for a while, but there was no response.

　　 Probably Fang Xiaole thought this request was a bit strange, Lin Yao showed a slight disappointment on her face, and was preparing to put down her mobile phone.

Ding!

　　 Fang Xiaole sent a voice, still the sentence just now:

　　 “Pay attention to rest, see you during the recording, good night.”

　　 Lin Yao pursed the corner of her mouth and replied happily: “Thank you, good night.”

　　 Then he put down the phone contentedly, only to see that Fangfang’s face waiting aside was already unsightly.

　　 She stuck her tongue out, and was about to hug Fangfang again with a smile on her face, but was dragged into the bathroom by the assistant.

　　 “Oh, Fangfang, I can just wash it myself.”

　　 “No, I want to supervise you, Sister Yao, you are too much recently!”

　　 “Ah, I take it off by myself, don’t do it.”

　　……

　　 “Why does Lin Yao want me to send the voice again?”

　　 In the rental house, Fang Xiaole was a bit inexplicable. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn’t figure out the reason. He felt that it was probably a personal hobby, so he could concentrate on studying.

　　 And he didn’t know that when Lin Yao finished taking a shower, blowing her hair, turning off the lights and sleeping on the bed, she quietly took out the earphones from under the pillow, plugged them into the phone, and opened the chat history with Fang Xiaole.

　　 listened to every voice he sent over and over again, especially the last “good night”, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly fell asleep.

　　Lin Yao used to sleep listening to songs.

　　 Lin Yao now likes to sleep listening to his voice.

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