Chapter 69 Falling Asleep Listening to the Sound

In the bedroom of the hotel suite, Lin Yao's hair was wet, her skirt was half wet, and she was curled up on the sofa with a thin towel quilt.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and her peach blossom eyes were full of 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 my back to show him?

This is too much!

Lin Yao patted the sofa in embarrassment, puffed her mouth and got angry for a long time, then stood up and walked to the wall to turn on the bright headlights.

Then he reached behind his back, ready to zip down the dress's zipper on the back.

Then he paused and looked at the idiot girl in the mirror whose shoulders were all red.

"Oh! Am I crazy, do I really want to show it to him?!"

Lin Yao covered her face, feeling ashamed of her behavior just now.

Ding!

The WeChat reminder sounded, and Lin Yao quickly pulled back the zipper that had been pulled down a little bit, walked to the sofa and picked up the phone.

"That's not what I meant! I mean how's your back hurt?"

Sure enough, Fang Xiaole also found that what he just said was a bit ambiguous, so he sent another message to explain.

Lin Yao suddenly realized that she really wanted to be wrong, and she was even more ashamed at this moment. Fortunately, no one saw her absurd behavior just now, otherwise she would be ashamed to face others!

"Sister Yao, why haven't you taken a shower yet? You're so wet, you'll catch a cold!"

At this time, Fangfang rushed in, muttering.

Seeing that Lin Yao was holding the mobile phone, her cheeks flushed, Fang Fang asked helplessly, "Is it really the message from Plan Fang?"

Lin Yao nodded embarrassedly: "It's him, let's chat casually."

Fangfang showed a look that I knew:

"Sister Yao, why don't you tell Planner Fang to talk to him after you take a shower. Sister Yan will come over tomorrow. What if you really have a cold?"

The song recording ended around 7 o'clock this evening. Fang Fang thought she would go back to the hotel early, but Lin Yao suddenly went to the ENT departments of several hospitals and several Chinese medicine clinics on the grounds of "wanting to relax".

The questions were all about treating her throat. Fang Fang didn't realize it for a while, thinking that Lin Yao was too tired to record songs for the past two days and her throat was uncomfortable.

Later, when Lin Yao described her "condition" to the doctor, she realized that sister Yao was planning to find a cure for her throat.

She knew that Fang Xiaole's voice had become hoarse and unpleasant because of her bad voice, and she couldn't sing for a long time.

And it is said that Fang Xiaole has been seen in many hospitals, but there is no way to cure her.

Fang Fang could also tell that Fang Xiaole liked to sing very much, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write such beautiful songs.

When she saw Fang Xiaole playing and singing that night, Fang Fang felt sorry for him.

For singers, a broken voice should be quite painful.

However, what Fangfang didn't expect was that Sister Yao actually took this matter to heart, and even now quietly went to help Fang Xiaole seek medical advice.

However, after asking more than half of Jiangrong City, the results were disappointing. Most of those hospitals or clinics said that Fang Xiaole's voice was helpless, and some asked Lin Yao to take Fang Xiaole himself to let them check it next time. Besides.

In short, tonight's running around was fruitless.

When going to the last Chinese medicine clinic, the road was a bit narrow, and the car could not reach the entrance of the clinic. Lin Yao and Fang Fang got out of the car and walked there. When they came out of the clinic, it suddenly rained and both of them were drenched. Mostly wet.

Returning to the hotel in a hurry, the two of them planned to take a shower right away, but at this moment Lin Yao just received a WeChat message.

Lin Yao looked at her mobile phone, and didn't even rush to take a shower, and ran to her bedroom as soon as she got back to her room.

Fangfang is not too stupid, she guessed that it was probably from Fang Xiaole's WeChat, she reminded her several times, but Lin Yao remained unmoved.

Mo Yan is coming to Jiang Rong tomorrow, and he brought a filming team over, saying that he wanted to shoot a short video of Lin Yao's song recording and post it on Weibo, to promote the new album, and to fight back against the recent increasingly arrogant Huang Yin.

If Sister Yan brought people over in a mighty way tomorrow, only to find that Lin Yao caught a cold because she went out at night to "relax" and got caught in the rain, wouldn't she be scolded again?

Thinking of this, Fangfang had no choice but to rush into Lin Yao's bedroom and "catch" her out.

"Let me say one more thing, no, two words, sister Yan will definitely not let me contact him when she comes tomorrow, please, Fangfang~~"

Lin Yao was pulled by Fangfang's arm to stand up, and she grabbed the armrest beside the sofa, begging pitifully like a prisoner about to be dragged to the execution ground.

"Ugh!"

Fangfang got goosebumps from the crisp and soft voice, so she had to let go of her hands and said angrily, "Don't blame me for catching a cold!"

Lin Yao smiled and hugged the little assistant, but was pushed away by her "disgusted", and quickly picked up the mobile phone to type to Fang Xiaole.

Her voice is a bit weak now, afraid that Fang Xiaole will hear that she has been drenched in the rain, so she can only type.

"My back is already healed. You don't have to worry. Sister Yan will come to Jiang Rong tomorrow. I may not be able to use my mobile phone these days. See you when I record the show, good night."

After sending the message, Fang Xiaole replied quickly:

"Then you concentrate on recording songs, pay attention to rest, see you when recording the show, good night."

This time it was not voice, but text.

Feeling lost, Lin Yao bit her lower lip lightly, and typed another line:

"I'm sorry, can you send the sentence just now?"

After waiting for a while, there was no response.

Probably because Fang Xiaole felt that this request was a bit strange, Lin Yao showed a slight disappointment on her face, and she was about to put down her phone.

Ding!

Fang Xiaole sent a voice over, the same sentence just now:

"Pay attention to rest, see you when recording the show, good night."

Lin Yao pursed her lips and happily replied, "Thank you, good night."

Only then did she put down the phone contentedly, only to see that Fang Fang who was waiting aside had a very ugly expression on her face.

She stuck out her tongue and wanted to hug Fangfang again with a playful smile, but was "dragged" into the bathroom by the little assistant.

"Oh, Fangfang, I can wash it myself."

"No, I want to supervise you, Sister Yao, you have gone too far recently!"

"Yeah, I'll take it off myself, don't do it."

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"Why does Lin Yao want me to send the voice over again?"

In the rental house, Fang Xiaole was a little puzzled. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of the reason. He felt that it might be a personal hobby, so he concentrated on continuing to study.

But he didn't know that after Lin Yao took a shower, dried her hair, turned off the light and fell asleep on the bed, she quietly took out the earphone from under the pillow, plugged it into the phone, and opened the chat history with Fang Xiaole.

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

In the past, Lin Yao was used to sleeping while listening to songs.

Now Lin Yao likes to fall asleep listening to his voice.

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