Chapter 133

The night in Miaojia village is often bustling and men and women love each other.

Tonight is no exception. In the crowded streets, there are young men and women who hook their shoulders and carry their backs from time to time,

There are also local beauties in open clothes leaning on their own stalls, pointing to all kinds of small commodities and bargaining with tourists.

However, at this time, there is a pair of men and women who are quite eye-catching.

The man is young and strong, but he has white hair.

The female Xu Niang is half old, but plump and mature.

The young man is carrying a mature woman on his back and walking to the villa area in the west of Miaojia village in the surprised eyes from time to time.

"Cough."

Zhang Zhiqin felt a little heavy, not that Mo Yan's weight, but that there always seemed to be something pressing himself on his back, making him feel a little weak.

"If you can't carry it, put me down. I'll call Fangfang and ask her to come out and pick me up."

Mo Yan thought that Zhang Zhiqin couldn't do it, and sneered:

"Silver Pewter head."

Zhang Zhiqin immediately quickened her pace: "who says I can't? Since it is my responsibility, I will be responsible to the end! "

Mo Yan suddenly scolded, "what are you talking about!"

Zhang Zhiqin shrunk his head again and muttered, "Why are you angry again? Older women are terrible. "

He thought to himself that he would hurry to send the witch home, speed up his steps and soon reach the gate of the villa.

The man on guard today is not the big brother last night, but after Mo Yan showed his door card, the security guard let him go.

Mo Yan instructed Zhang Zhiqin to go to the building where they lived, and then called Fangfang.

"Sister Yan?"

But it was Lin Yao who answered the phone.

"Lin Yao, didn't you sleep? Where's Fangfang? "

Mo Yan asked strangely.

"I woke up. Fangfang was drunk. Now she is sleeping soundly."

Lin Yao answered and immediately asked with concern, "why don't you come back, sister Yan?"

"That..."

Mo Yan hesitated and finally had to answer:

"I'm at the door. Lin Yao, come out and pick me up. It's a little inconvenient for me."

Lin Yao came out soon. When she saw Zhang Zhiqin carrying Mo Yan, she was startled and hurried forward to ask:

"Sister Yan, what's the matter with you?"

"It's all right. I'm a little uncomfortable. I happened to meet Zhang scheming. He kindly sent me back."

Mo Yan smiled. Zhang Zhiqin under her said strangely, "we don't happen to..."

Before he finished, he felt two sharp eyes and immediately closed his mouth.

Because Lin Yao lives inside, Mo Yan doesn't want a man to enter the house in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, so she asks Zhang Zhiqin to put herself down at the door. Lin Yao holds her step by step.

Zhang Zhiqin looked at her awkward posture and couldn't help saying:

"I really can't. I'd better go to the hospital. Don't hold on when you're old."

Mo Yan turned back and looked at him faintly: "thank you today, no delivery."

"Oh."

Zhang Zhiqin was so guilty that she quickly turned and ran away.

"Hello."

Behind him came the cry of the female demon head.

"Here!"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately turned around and stood straight.

"I'm only thirty-three this year, far from old age."

Mo Yan said a word and slowly turned into the house.

Zhang Zhiqin looked at her back and was stunned for a long time. Then he murmured:

"So young? No wonder it's so flexible... Ah, no! "

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly reacted:

"Why did Lin Yao treat me so coldly just now? He was very enthusiastic yesterday! Did I do something wrong? "

Lin Yao helped Mo Yan into the room. Seeing that she seemed to be in pain when she walked, she asked with worry:

"Sister Yan, where are you hurt?"

Mo Yan waved his hand and said casually, "it's all right, just a little cramp."

"Where's the cramp? How can I walk so tired?" Lin Yao is in a hurry. She has to dial the number with Fangfang's mobile phone.

"Let me ask him what's going on?"

Mo Yan grabbed Lin Yao's hand: "who do you ask?"

Lin Yao looked at her and didn't speak.

Mo Yan was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "you knew I was going to see Fang Xiaole? That's why I pretended to be drunk so as not to embarrass me? "

Lin Yao nodded and whispered, "you know I was with him last night. I'm sure I won't have no action."

Mo Yan sighed and murmured, "unexpectedly, he was right."

She remembered what Fang Xiaole said just now: "maybe it's not that she's taking care of Lin Yao, but that Lin Yao has been taking care of her."

Somehow, Mo Yan's heart suddenly burst out with sadness.

Like an old mother who protected her daughter from growing up, one day she suddenly found that her daughter had grown up, was sensible, and no longer needed her own care.

The feeling of relief and loss.

Mo Yan slowly moved to the sofa and asked Lin Yao to take the medicine Fangfang bought last night. Then he took out a mobile phone from his bag and handed it to Lin Yao.

"Give it back to you."

This is Lin Yao's mobile phone. In order to prevent her from contacting Fang Xiaole, Mo Yan took Lin Yao's mobile phone.

"Sister Yan..."

Lin Yao took over the mobile phone. The surprise on her face soon turned into joy and hugged Mo Yan.

"Thank you, sister Yan!"

Lin Yao has few friends. Her mobile phone address book is basically work contacts, and Lin Yao's parents rarely call her, so even if she receives a mobile phone, it will have little impact on Lin Yao.

There is only one reason why she is so happy now

Alas, I haven't seen the cabbage who took the initiative to go to Gongzhu!

Mo Yan sighed, couldn't help but pinch the cabbage's face a little hard, "it's really not easy!"

"Oh." Lin Yao ate pain, covered her face and looked at Mo Yan innocently with big eyes.

"Go to bed quickly. I don't want to see you!" Mo Yan patted her and drove this guy to bed.

When there was no one else in the living room, Mo Yan took the bottle of magic ointment that could be applied to any part and moved into the bathroom.

......

Yancheng, the hometown of Lin Yao.

This is a beautiful city with fireworks in March, small bridges and flowing water. Most of the people living here are elegant or exquisite.

Of course, there are exceptions.

At such a moment, he is sitting in the study of a high-grade large flat rise residence, frowning and dignified.

He is about 50 years old. His facial features are quite similar to Lin Yao, but his face lines are not as soft as Lin Yao, but as hard as an old-fashioned sculpture.

Even if the daughter who has not been in touch for a long time has just called, he can't relax his look, but become more and more serious.

His name is Lin duanzheng. He is Lin Yao's father.

At this time, the computer screen in front of Lin Duan is an entertainment website, and the news on the interface is the scandal of "Lin Yao and a mysterious talent" fired two days ago.

"Disgrace, disgrace!"

Lin Zhengduan slapped the table heavily, very angry.

A moment later, he sighed again. Picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Lao Chen, I have a patient from other places. He sings. His voice is damaged due to excessive fatigue. The specific symptoms should be hoarseness and difficulty in phonation. Can we treat this situation?"