My Wife Is Obviously A Queen But She Is Too Virtuous

Chapter 70

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 were slightly red, and her peach eyes were filled with water.

“You only sent photos of your feet. Where’s your back?”

What does he mean?

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

This is too much!

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

Then stretched his hand to his back, ready to pull down the zipper on the back of the dress.

Afterwards, he moved and looked at the fool girl in the mirror whose shoulders were red.

“Oh! Am I crazy, can I really take pictures for 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, walked 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 gone to the bath? You are so wet, you will catch a cold!”

At this moment, Fangfang rushed in, still mumbling.

Seeing Lin Yao was holding the phone with red cheeks, Fangfang asked helplessly: “Is it really the news from Planning Fang?”

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?”

The recording ended at around 7 o’clock 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”.

All the questions were about treating the throat, Fangfang didn’t react for a while, thinking that Lin Yao was too tired to record songs in the past two days and had an uncomfortable voice.

Later, when Lin Yao described the “condition” to the doctor, she realized that Sister Yao was planning to find a way to treat 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 could also tell that Fang Xiaole liked singing very much, otherwise he would not be able to write such a nice song.

Fang Fang felt very sorry for him when he saw Fang Xiaole playing and singing intently that night.

For singers, a broken throat should be a painful thing.

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, tonight’s rush has no results.

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.

Back to the hotel in a hurry, 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 returned to the room.

Fangfang was not too stupid, guessing that it was mostly a WeChat sent by Fang Xiaole. She urged 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 she went out at night to “relax her mind” and got caught in the rain, wouldn’t she be scolded again?

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

“I’ll say one more sentence, no, two sentences, Sister Yan will definitely not let me contact him tomorrow when she comes, please, Fangfang~~”

Lin Yao stood up by Fangfang’s arm. 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’s goosebumps were all screamed by the soft voice, she had to let go, and said angrily: “Don’t blame me if you catch a cold!”

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

Her voice is a little urn, afraid that Fang Xiaole will hear that she is raining, so she can only type.

“My back is also 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 the show. Good night.”

After sending 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 was a little confused, bit her lower lip lightly, and typed a line again:

“Sorry, can you send this sentence over in voice?”

After waiting for a while, 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 over, still the sentence just now:

“Pay attention to rest. See you during the recording. Good night.”

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

Only then did he put down the phone contentedly, but saw that Fangfang’s face waiting aside was already hard to see.

She stuck her tongue out, and was about to hug Fangfang again with a smile on her face.

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

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

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

……

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

In the rental house, Fang Xiaole was a little 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 the shower, blew her hair, and slept on the bed with the lights off, she quietly took out the earphones from under the pillow, plugged them into the phone, and opened the chat history with Fang Xiaole.

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

Lin Yao used to sleep listening to songs.

Lin Yao now likes to sleep listening to his voice.

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