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Chapter 70 Falling asleep listening to the sound

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    In the bedroom of the hotel suite, Lin Yao's hair was wet and most of her skirt was wet. She was curled up on the sofa wearing a thin towel and 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 thatyou want me to take a photo of my back to show him?

    This is too much!

    Lin Yao patted the sofa with some embarrassment, puffed her mouth and was angry for a long time, then stood up and walked to the wall and turned on the bright light.

    Then she reached behind her and prepared to pull down the zipper on the back of the dress.

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

    "Oh! Am I crazy? Do I really want to take pictures of him?!"

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

    Ding!

    When the WeChat alert sounded, Lin Yao quickly pulled back the zipper that was half-down, walked to the sofa and picked up her phone.

    "I didn't mean that! I meant how is the injury on your back?"

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

    Lin Yao immediately realized that she had really thought wrong, and she was even more embarrassed at this moment. Fortunately, no one saw her ridiculous behavior just now, otherwise she would be embarrassed to see 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, still mumbling.

    Seeing Lin Yao holding her mobile phone with her cheeks flushed, Fangfang asked helplessly: "Is this really the message from Fang Planning?"

    Lin Yao nodded sheepishly: "It's him, let's just chat for a while."

    Fangfang showed an expression that I knew:

    "Sister Yao, why don't you tell Planning Fang and ask him to wait until you finish taking a shower? Sister Yan is coming over tomorrow. What if you really catch a cold?"

    The song recording ended around seven o'clock tonight. Fangfang thought she would go back to the hotel early, but Lin Yao suddenly went to the otolaryngology departments of several hospitals and several Chinese medicine clinics for the reason of "wanting to relax."

    The questions were all about treating her throat. Fangfang didn¡¯t react for a while, thinking that Lin Yao was too tired from recording songs in the past two days and her throat was uncomfortable.

    Later, when she heard Lin Yao describe her "condition" to the doctor, she realized that it turned out that Sister Yao was helping the doctor find a way to cure her throat.

    She knew that Fang Xiaole¡¯s voice had become hoarse and unpleasant due to her broken throat, and she could not sing for a long time.

    And it is said that Fang Xiaole went to many hospitals, but there was no way to cure it.

    Fangfang can also see that Fang Xiaole likes to sing, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write such good songs.

    That night when she saw Fang Xiaole playing and singing attentively, Fangfang felt quite sorry for him.

    For singers, having a bad voice should be a very painful thing.

    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 around most of Jiangrong City, the results were disappointing. Most of those hospitals or clinics said that there was nothing they could do about Fang Xiaole's voice, and some asked Lin Yao to bring Fang Xiaole over next time for them to check it out.  Say it again.

    ¡°In short, tonight¡¯s running around has no results.

    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 Fangfang got out of the car and walked there. When they came out of the clinic, it suddenly started raining and both of them were wet.  Most of it was wet.

    After hurriedly returning to the hotel, the two of them planned to take a shower immediately, but at this time Lin Yao happened to receive a WeChat message.

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

    Fangfang was not too stupid. She guessed that the WeChat message was probably from Fang Xiaole. She urged her several times, but Lin Yao remained unmoved.

    Mo Yan is coming to Jiang Rong tomorrow, and he has brought a film team over, saying that he is going to shoot a short video of Lin Yao recording a song and send it to Weibo, to warm up the promotion of the new album, and to counter the recent arrogance of those who have become more and more arrogant.  Huang Yin.

    ¡°If Sister Yan brings people over tomorrow and finds out that Lin Yao has caught a cold because she got caught in the rain because she went out to ¡°relax¡± at night, 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.

    "I'll 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. She grabbed the armrest of the sofa and begged pitifully like a prisoner who was about to be taken to the execution ground.

    "well!"

    Fangfang got goose bumps from the soft voice, so she had to let go of her hand and said angrily: "Don't blame me if you catch a cold!"

    Lin Yao hugged the assistant with a smile, but she pushed him away with disgust, and quickly picked up her mobile phone to type something for Fang Xiaole.

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

    "My back has healed. Don't worry. Sister Yan will come to Jiangrong tomorrow. I may not be able to use my phone these days. See you when I record the show. Good night."

    After sending the message, Fang Xiaole quickly replied:

    "Then just concentrate on recording the songs and take a good rest. I'll see you when we record the show. Good night."

    This time it was not a voice message but a text message.

    Lin Yao felt a little disappointed, bit her lower lip gently, and typed another line:

    "I'm sorry, can you send what you just said by voice?"

    After waiting for a moment, there was no response.

    Probably because Fang Xiaole thought this request was a bit strange, Lin Yao showed a slight disappointment on her face and put down her phone in preparation.

    Ding!

    Fang Xiaole sent a voice message, the same sentence as before:

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

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

    Only then did he put down his phone with satisfaction, but he saw Fangfang waiting aside with an ugly face.

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

    "Oh, Fangfang, I can just 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."

    ?¡­

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

    In the rental house, Fang Xiaole was a little confused. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out the reason. He thought it was probably a personal hobby, so he concentrated on studying.

    But he didn¡¯t know that after Lin Yao took a shower, dried her hair, turned off the lights and went to bed, she quietly took out her earphones from under the pillow, plugged them into her phone, and opened the chat history with Fang Xiaole.

    Listening to every voice message he sent over and over again, especially the last sentence "Good night", I slowly fell asleep with a faint smile on my lips.

    In the past, Lin Yao was used to listening to music to sleep.

    Now Lin Yao likes to sleep listening to his voice.

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