Chapter 315 Can I Call You Husband?

It was late at night.

Fang Xiaole sat on the bed in the hotel, unable to fall asleep.

He was worried about Lin Yao.

In the afternoon, both he and Zhang Zhiqin heard what Mo Yan said, that the Queen of Heaven, Yang Jiaxin, was targeting Lin Yao.

He was afraid that Lin Yao wouldn't be able to handle an opponent of this level.

What made him even more anxious was that at such a critical moment, he couldn't help at all.

"I decocted the medicine and put it in a thermos cup. I'll deliver 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 message.

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

He quickly sent a video call request to Lin Yao.

The other side was quickly connected, and a charming girl in white cotton pajamas with slightly messy hair appeared on the screen.

"Why don't you rest? You will be very tired these days, don't go to bed so late."

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

"I'm sorry, I want to help you cook the medicine well. If you start taking the medicine earlier, your throat will heal sooner."

Lin Yao lowered her head and apologized, as if accepting criticism for doing something wrong.

"You!"

Fang Xiaole had nothing to do with her, and asked softly:

"Has your company thought of a countermeasure?"

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

"As long as my songs are 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 wrote. As long as the songs are good, no one can discredit you."

Lin Yao raised her left hand with a smile, and made a gesture of cheering herself up:

"Don't worry, I'm your girlfriend, I'm amazing!"

Fang Xiaole sighed slightly, looked at Lin Yao's slightly clear face, and asked distressedly:

"Tired?"

Lin Yao shook her head vigorously, her black hair fluttered, cute and charming, Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing, she always felt that no matter how many troubles she had, as long as she saw this gentle and beautiful girl, she didn't care about anything.

"By the way, what did you say when we...in the afternoon?"

Fang Xiaole remembered something and asked suddenly.

In the afternoon in the studio, when Lin Yao was leaning against his chest, she seemed to say something, but he didn't hear clearly.

Lin Yao's cheeks were slightly red, and she quietly looked outside the kitchen to confirm that Sister Yan had fallen asleep, then looked at the phone again, and adjusted the angle so that her face appeared squarely in the center of the screen.

He raised his hand to stroke his hair, coughed lightly, and then mustered up the courage to say:

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

Fang Xiaole was stunned for a moment, looking at the nervous, nervous, shy, and expectant girl on the screen, he couldn't help but blurted out:

"I want to marry you now, will you?"

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

Then he shook his head again: "Tomorrow I may be so suppressed that I won't be able to hold my head up, and I will no longer be as popular as before, and maybe I will be kicked out of the entertainment industry. At that time, many people will laugh at you, saying that you married a Useless wife."

"I want to marry you, not because of your fame, but 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 water droplets and slid down her cheeks, but the brightest smile appeared on her face.

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

Fang Xiaole looked at her lovingly, and solemnly said:

"Give me a period of time, and when I have enough ability, I will definitely give you a marriage proposal worthy of you!"

Lin Yao shook her head lightly: "No need, as long as you want, you can marry me away at any time."

"Silly girl!"

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

"Ok,

Got it, thank you. "

Lin Yao nodded, she always obeyed Fang Xiaole in everything, not only the marriage proposal, she would listen to him about getting married and having children in the future.

"Okay, go to sleep quickly, you still have so many things to deal with later, don't be tired."

Fang Xiaole said.

"Ok."

Lin Yao agreed, and suddenly said: "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Fang Xiaole asked.

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

Lin Yao lowered her head, and suddenly even the roots of her ears turned red.

"I want to call you, your husband, is that okay?"

Fang Xiaole suddenly felt numb all over his body. A perfect woman who is as beautiful as a fairy, gentle and virtuous called her "husband" with a clear and charming voice. This feeling is simply too good!

He couldn't help it for a while, and replied directly: "Okay, wife."

"ah."

Lin Yao let out a soft cry, and now even her fair neck turned red, and the spring water in her eyes almost overflowed.

"Goodnight husband."

"Come on, wife, good night."

"Hee hee, um."

Lin Yao reluctantly hung up the video call and stood there for a while.

yeah!

Suddenly he let out a happy cry, and the whole person jumped up.

cough cough.

Suddenly there was a coughing sound behind her, Lin Yao turned her head and saw Mo Yan looking at her helplessly.

"Honey, it's time to sleep."

Mo Yan suddenly laughed, imitating Fang Xiaole's tone during the video call just now.

"Oh, Miss Yan, did you hear that?"

Lin Yao was really shy now, she squatted on the ground covering her face with her hands, and then simply buried her face in her arms, acting like an ostrich.

Mo Yan walked over and pulled the silly girl up, and pushed her into the bedroom.

"Give me a good night's sleep!"

Lin Yao exclaimed: "My medicine hasn't been poured into the thermos yet!"

"I'm afraid of you, can I help you instead?" Mo Yan had absolutely nothing to do with her.

"No, Sister Yan, you are clumsy in doing housework, am I the one here?" Lin Yao was worried.

Mo Yan: "?"

"Then, then you must remember to tighten the lid of the thermos. Also, you can't pour the medicine residue into it, and you need to put a little sugar in a food bag. He doesn't like hard things."

boom!

Lin Yao was still there eloquently urging, and Mo Yan had already closed the bedroom door.

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

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

After a while, I opened my eyes, picked up the 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 threw away the phone angrily.

"Why does it look like I'm crying and begging to marry him, hmph, should he propose to me?"

For some reason, Mo Yan was angry all by himself, and finally sent a message to Zhang Zhiqin:

"Big idiot!"

After sending the message, Mo Yan immediately calmed down and closed her eyes.

Go to sleep, tomorrow will be a tough battle.