Chapter 317

The night is deep.

Fang Xiaole sat on the hotel bed and couldn't sleep.

He is worried about Lin Yao.

In the afternoon, he and Zhang Zhiqin both heard what Mo Yan said. Days later, Yang Jiaxin was targeting Lin Yao.

He's afraid Lin Yao can't cope with opponents at this level.

What makes him more anxious is that he can't help at such a critical moment.

"I fried the medicine and put it in a thermos cup. I'll send it to the hotel tomorrow morning. This cup can only keep warm for 24 hours. Remember to drink it while it's hot."

At this time, Lin Yao suddenly sent a wechat.

When Fang Xiaole looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

He quickly sent Lin Yao a video call request.

The opposite side was soon connected, and a soft girl with white cotton pajamas and slightly messy hair appeared on the screen.

"Why don't you rest? You will be very tired these days. Don't sleep so late. "

As soon as the video was connected, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but say with a little blame.

"Sorry, I want to help you fry the medicine. If you start taking the medicine earlier, your throat will be better."

Lin Yao bowed her head and apologized, as if she had done something wrong and accepted criticism.

"You!"

Fang Xiaole couldn't help but ask softly:

"Has your company figured out a strategy?"

"Think about it." Lin Yao raised her head and said with a smile:

"As long as my song is good, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Fang Xiaole said helplessly, "so your company can't help it?"

"No, I have confidence in the songs you write. As long as the songs are good, no one can discredit them."

Lin Yao raised her left hand with a smile and made a gesture to cheer herself on:

"Don't worry, I'm your girlfriend. I'm very powerful!"

Fang Xiaole sighed slightly, looked at Lin Yao's slightly reduced face and asked painfully:

"Tired?"

Lin Yao shook her head hard, and her dark hair fluttered with it, lovely and charming. Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing. She always felt that no matter how much trouble she had, she didn't care about anything as long as she saw this gentle and beautiful girl.

"By the way, what did you say when we were

Fang Xiaole thought of something and suddenly asked.

In the afternoon, when Lin Yao leaned against his chest in the studio, he seemed to say a word, but he didn't hear it clearly.

Lin Yao's cheeks were slightly red. She quietly looked outside the kitchen and confirmed that sister Yan was asleep. Then she looked at the mobile phone again and adjusted the angle to make her face appear in the center of the screen.

He raised his hand, stroked his hair and coughed gently. Then he summoned up his courage:

"I mean, when on earth can you... Marry me?"

Fang Xiaole was stunned. Looking at the nervous, nervous, shy and expectant girl on the screen, he couldn't help blurting out:

"I want to marry you now. Will you?"

Lin Yao covered her mouth in surprise. A mist rose in her eyes and nodded desperately.

Then he shook his head: "tomorrow I may be overwhelmed by people and can't lift my head. I'll never be popular again. Maybe I'll be kicked out of the entertainment industry. At that time, many people will laugh at you and say you've married a useless wife."

"I want to marry you, not because of your fame, just because..."

Fang Xiaole stared at the soft face on the screen and said word by word:

"You!"

The mist in Lin Yao's eyes turned into crystal drops and fell from her cheeks, but her face burst into the most brilliant smile.

"Thank you. I'm not afraid of anything with you!"

Fang Xiaole looked at her lovingly and solemnly said:

"You give me a period of time. When I have enough ability, I will give you a proposal ceremony worthy of you!"

Lin Yao gently shook her head: "no, you can marry me at any time as long as you want."

"Silly girl!"

Fang Xiaole smiled: "I can't let others laugh at you because of me, do you understand?"

"Well, I see. Thank you."

Lin Yao nodded. She always obeyed Fang Xiaole in everything, not only proposing marriage, but also listening to him when she gets married and wants children in the future.

"Well, go to bed quickly. You still have so many things to deal with in the back. Don't be tired."

Fang Xiaole said.

"Yes."

Lin Yao agreed and suddenly said, "wait."

"What's the matter?" Fang Xiaole asked.

"Well, you proposed to me orally, and I agreed, so..."

Lin Yao lowered her head and suddenly her ears were red.

"I want to call you and your husband, can I?"

Fang Xiaole suddenly felt that her whole body was numb. A beautiful, gentle and virtuous perfect woman called herself "husband" in a crisp and charming voice. This feeling was just too much!

He couldn't help but answer directly, "OK, wife."

"Ah."

Lin Yao gave a light cry, and even her white neck turned red. The spring water in her eyes almost overflowed.

"Husband... Good night."

"Come on, wife. Good night."

"Hee hee, huh."

Lin Yao reluctantly hung up the video phone and stood there for a moment.

yeah!

Suddenly he gave a happy cry and the whole person jumped up.

Cough.

There was a sudden cough behind her. Lin Yao looked back and saw Mo Yan looking at her helplessly.

"Wife, it's time to sleep."

Mo Yan suddenly smiled and said in imitation of Fang Xiaole's tone during the video call just now.

"Oh, sister Yan, did you hear it?"

Lin Yao was really shy. She squatted on the ground with her face covered in her hands, and then simply buried her face in her arms and became an ostrich.

Mo Yan went over and dragged the silly girl up and pushed her into the bedroom.

"Sleep well!"

Lin Yao exclaimed, "my medicine hasn't been poured into the thermos yet!"

"I'm afraid of you. Can I help you?" Mo Yan has no choice for her.

"No, sister Yan, you are clumsy in doing housework. Did I come?" Lin Yao is worried.

Mo Yan: "

"Well, you must remember to tighten the lid of the thermos cup. In addition, you can't pour the medicine residue in it. You have to take a food bag and put some sugar in it. He doesn't like bitter things."

Bang!

Lin Yao kept on telling Mo Yan that he had closed the bedroom door directly.

She went into the kitchen and poured the fried medicine into the thermos cup according to Lin Yao's request.

Back to the bedroom, Mo Yan went to bed and closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes, picked up his mobile phone and edited a message in Zhang Zhiqin's wechat dialog box:

"When are you going to marry me?"

Her finger stopped on the send button, then deleted the message and angrily threw away her mobile phone.

"It's like I'm crying and asking to marry him. Hum, he should take the initiative to propose to me?"

Somehow, Mo Yan was there alone and finally sent a message to Zhang Zhiqin:

"Big silly fork!"

After sending the message, Mo Yan's mood becomes calm and closes his eyes.

Go to sleep. Tomorrow will be a hard battle.