"Don't worry, uncle just can't run. He's a little behind."

Fang Xiaole said to Lin Yao with a smile.

"Oh, why are you sweating so much? Come on in. "

Seeing that Fang Xiaole's forehead was full of sweat and his clothes were wet with sweat, Lin Yao quickly pulled Fang Xiaole into his apartment and asked him to sit down on the sofa.

Then he went into the bathroom, took his towel, wet it with hot water, wrung it dry, and hurried out to wipe Fang Xiaole's face.

"It's all right. Just take a bath in the hotel next time."

Fang Xiaole took an overheated towel and wiped his face at will.

"No, you're all sweaty. It's cool today. You'll catch a cold like this."

Lin Yao couldn't help taking the towel in Fang Xiaole's hand and carefully wiped the sweat off his face.

"By the way, when my uncle comes back later, don't say I'm already here. You say I've just entered the door and I'm too tired."

Fang Xiaole thought of something and quickly told Lin Yao.

"Why?" Lin Yao went to the bathroom, twisted a towel with hot water and returned to the living room. She was surprised and asked.

Fang Xiaole simply told Lin duanzheng about his race.

"My father just wants face. Don't mind."

Lin Yao also knew his father's character and asked a little embarrassed:

"My father didn't embarrass you, did he?"

Fang Xiaole was in a good mood at this time. He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pinch Lin Yao's delicate face, laughing:

"I wish my future father-in-law would embarrass me more. Why are you so calm? Your father has no objection to us being together. "

"I'm very happy." Lin Yao's face was pinched and her speech was a little vague, but there was no resistance. She leaned forward slightly to make it easier for Fang Xiaole to knead her.

"At first, I was afraid of her. I don't know why. I've been afraid since you came."

Listening to Lin Yao's gentle words and looking at her slightly reduced face, Fang Xiaole couldn't help feeling a burst of heartache. He stood up and hugged the delicate person in front of him.

"Sorry, I decided to ask you to participate in my new program without consulting you and sister Mo in advance. You'll be tired later."

Lin Yao was suddenly hugged by him and was slightly stunned. The tip of her nose smelled the familiar taste on him, closed her eyes contentedly, and gently pressed her forehead against his shoulder.

"No, it's my fault. I should have told you about my family earlier, but I, I'm afraid..."

Lin Yao's voice was full of guilt and fear.

"Silly girl, I'll have to interrogate you next time. How many things are you hiding from me?"

Fang Xiaole knows Lin Yao's worry. In fact, this silly girl has always felt inferior to her family. She is afraid that Fang Xiaole will be scared away by her family situation, so she has been afraid to tell him.

"Oh, the towel is cold again. You, you and so on."

Lin Yao suddenly gave a soft cry, broke free from Fang Xiaole's arms, hurried into the bathroom, twisted off the towel with hot water again, and returned to the living room.

"Well, lift up your clothes and clothes. You're sweating. You have to wipe them dry."

Lin Yao whispered to Xiao le. The blush on the beautiful goose egg face had not subsided, and two fire clouds surged up.

"No?" Fang Xiaole was stunned.

"Yes, hurry up, or you'll catch a cold."

Lin Yao's face is very red, but her attitude is very firm.

Fang Xiaole coughed and had to lift up his T-shirt. Lin Yao wiped it carefully with a towel.

He lowered his head and looked at the girl who carefully wiped his body with a smile on his face.

She lowered her head and dared not look up to face his eyes. She just blushed and pursed her mouth.

When the sun rose, the sun penetrated the thick clouds and shone on the living room, inlaying their bodies with a layer of light Phnom Penh, just like a meaningful oil painting.

Cough.

Suddenly, an "unidentified object" named stern father or proud father-in-law broke into the edge of the oil painting.

He panted and ran into the apartment door they forgot to close. He happened to see his daughter wiping the smelly boy's body.

Lin duanzheng was stunned. He didn't know whether he should get angry or walk away quietly. He had to freeze in place. Finally, he coughed twice.

"Ah!"

Hearing her father's cough, Lin Yao immediately screamed like a frightened little rabbit. Her whole body bounced up, and the red cloud on her face quickly spread from her neck to her shoulder.

"Dad, I, we..."

She looked at Fang Xiaole angrily, which meant why you didn't close the door just now.

Fang Xiaole looked back at her innocently. You were in a hurry to pull me in just now. I didn't have time to close the door.

The two people made eye contact. Fang Xiaole's breathing increased, made a panting appearance, and turned to look at Lin duanzheng:

"Hoo hoo, uncle Lin, you caught up as soon as I entered the door? Fortunately, this section of the road is only eight or nine kilometers. If it's longer, you'll catch up with me. "

Lin Yao then said, "Dad, what are you two doing out there? Why is Fang Xiaole so tired? But you didn't even sweat? "

Lin duanzheng knew he couldn't run Fang Xiaole. He deliberately proposed that the race was just to find a step for himself, but he didn't expect the two people to run halfway, and the smelly boy ran away.

He felt a little embarrassed and tried his best to catch up with the smelly boy. He finally ran back to Lin Yao's house, but he was a little annoyed to see that Fang Xiaole was already enjoying his daughter's service there.

I lost too badly?!

I just didn't expect that Fang Xiaole seemed to have just arrived, and he was panting. He looked much more tired than himself.

Lin duanzheng feels a little confused. Is this smelly boy really only a little ahead of himself? Then why didn't you even see his tail light just now?

This guy isn't flattering me, is he?

However, Lin Yao's words immediately dispelled his doubts. Her daughter never lied. Even she said Fang Xiaole was embarrassed and said she looked much more relaxed than the smelly boy.

That's right, I just lost!

Besides, I intend to let him, otherwise if I use more force, the boy may not be able to run away from me!

I said, I insist on morning exercise every day. How can I not be as strong as a little white face?

Forget it, this guy is so tired. Let him go for the time being.

The old professor Aojiao felt comfortable. He walked bravely to the living room and proudly said to each other:

"Young people still have to exercise well. I can't even run as an old man who doesn't do his best."

Fang Xiaole nodded and looked ashamed: "it's my uncle who let me. Thank you, uncle."

"Yes." Lin duanzheng nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that Lin Yao was still wiping the sweat on Fang Xiaole's neck, he coughed again, indicating that he was actually sweating a lot.

Lin Yao looked at her father with a big and beautiful peach blossom: "Dad, your bet with Fang Xiaole..."

Lin duanzheng took a breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead. The other side said:

"Since you won by a narrow margin, I'll keep my word. I agree to participate in your program. As for you and my daughter, let's see your performance."

Fang Xiaole quickly stood up and bowed to Lin duanzheng, sincerely saying:

"Thank you, uncle. I won't let you down."

Lin duanzheng nodded faintly. He felt that the sweat on his forehead was dripping into rain. He couldn't help looking at his daughter.

You've served that smelly boy for so long, should you wipe your father's sweat?

"Thank you, Dad... Ah, you're sweating a lot, too." Lin Yao finally found that Lin duanzheng was also sweating. She hurried into the bathroom and soon twisted a hot towel out.

Lin duanzheng closed his eyes with satisfaction and was ready to enjoy his daughter's service.

"Dad, here you are."

However, Lin Yao just handed the hot towel in his hand to Lin duanzheng and motioned him to wipe it himself.

Lin duanzheng: "