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Chapter 133 I¡¯m only thirty-three

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    The nights in Miaojia Village are often lively and bustling, with men and women enjoying themselves.

    Tonight is no exception. On the streets where people come and go, young men and women are seen arming each other from time to time.

    There are also local beauties in open clothes leaning on their own stalls, pointing at various small commodities and bargaining with tourists.

    But at this time, there was a man and woman who caught the eye.

    The man is young and strong, but has white hair.

    The woman is a MILF, but plump and mature.

    The young man was carrying a mature woman on his back, walking towards the villa area to the west of Miaojia Village amid the surprised looks from around him.

    "Ahem."

    Zhang Zhiqin felt a little heavy, not because of Mo Yan's weight, but because there always seemed to be lumps of stuff pressing on him on his back, making his hands and feet feel a little weak.

    "Put me down if you can't carry it anymore. I'll call Fangfang and ask her to come out and pick me up."

    Mo Yan thought Zhang Zhiqin was going to die, and sneered:

    "Silver pewter gun tip."

    Zhang Zhiqin immediately quickened his pace: "Who said I can't do it? Since it is my responsibility, I will definitely take responsibility to the end!"

    Mo Yan suddenly cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

    Zhang Zhiqin was so frightened that he shrank his head and muttered: "Why are you angry again? Older women are really scary."

    He thought to himself that he had better send the witch home quickly to solve the problem. He quickened his pace and soon arrived at the gate of the villa area.

    The person standing guard today was not the big brother from last night, but after Mo Yan showed the key card, the security guard let him go.

    Mo Yan guided Zhang Zhiqin to the building where they lived, and then called Fangfang.

    "Sister Yan?"

    But it was Lin Yao who answered the phone.

    "Lin Yao, aren't you asleep? Where is Fangfang?"

    Mo Yan asked strangely.

    "I woke up, Fangfang was drunk, and now she is sound asleep."

    Lin Yao replied, and then asked with concern: "Sister Yan, why aren't you back yet?"

    "that"

    Mo Yan hesitated, and finally had to answer:

    "I'm right at the door. Lin Yao, please come out and pick me up. I'm a little inconvenient."

    Lin Yao came out soon. When she saw Zhang Zhiqin carrying Mo Yan on her back, she was startled and quickly stepped forward to ask:

    "Sister Yan, what's wrong with you?"

    ¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯m a little uncomfortable. I happened to meet Planner Zhang and he was kind enough to send me back.¡±

    Mo Yan smiled, and Zhang Zhiqin underneath her said strangely: "We didn't just happen to"

    Before he finished speaking, he felt two sharp eyes and immediately closed his mouth.

    Because Lin Yao lived inside, Mo Yan was unwilling to let the man enter the house in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, so she asked Zhang Zhiqin to put her down at the door. Lin Yao supported her and walked in step by step.

    Zhang Zhiqin looked at her awkward posture and couldn't help but said:

    "If it doesn't work, you should go to the hospital. Don't hold on when you are older."

    Mo Yan turned around and looked at him calmly: "Thank you for today. I won't give it away."

    "oh."

    Zhang Zhiqin felt guilty when she saw her, so she quickly turned around and ran away.

    "Hello."

    The voice of the female devil came from behind.

    "arrive!"

    Zhang Zhiqin immediately turned around and stood up straight.

    "I am only thirty-three this year, and I am still far from old age."

    Mo Yan said something and slowly turned into the house.

    Zhang Zhiqin looked at her back and was stunned for a long time, then murmured:

    "So young? No wonder you are so flexibleOh, that's not right!"

    Zhang Zhiqin suddenly reacted:

    "Why was Lin Yao so cold to me just now? He was very enthusiastic yesterday! Did I do something wrong?"

    Lin Yao helped Mo Yan into the house. Seeing that she seemed to be in pain even when walking, she couldn't help but asked worriedly:

    "Sister Yan, where are you injured?"

    Mo Yan waved his hand and said casually: "It's okay, just a little cramped."

    "Where are the cramps? Why are you so tired from walking?" Lin Yao was anxious, holding Fangfang's mobile phone to dial the number.

    "Let me ask him what's going on?"

    Mo Yan grabbed Lin Yao's hand: "Who are you asking?"

    Lin Yao looked at her without saying anything.?.

    Mo Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "You already knew that I was going to see Fang Xiaole? So you pretended to be drunk so as not to embarrass me?"

    Lin Yao nodded and said in a low voice: "You know I was with him last night, and I would definitely not fail to act."

    Mo Yan sighed and murmured: "I didn't expect that he was right."

    She remembered what Fang Xiaole said just now: "Maybe it's not that she is taking care of Lin Yao, but that Lin Yao has been taking care of her."

    For some reason, Mo Yan suddenly felt sad in his heart.

    "It's like an old mother who protected her daughter as she grew up. One day she suddenly discovered that her daughter had grown up, became sensible, and no longer needed her care.

    That feeling of relief and loss.

    Mo Yan slowly moved to the sofa and asked Lin Yao to take the medicine Fangfang bought last night. Then he took out a mobile phone from his bag and handed it to Lin Yao.

    "Back to you."

    This is Lin Yao¡¯s cell phone. In order to prevent her from contacting Fang Xiaole, Mo Yan had collected Lin Yao¡¯s cell phone.

    "Sister Yan"

    Lin Yao took the phone, the surprise on her face quickly turned into joy, and she hugged Mo Yan.

    "Thank you, Sister Yan!"

    Lin Yao has very few friends. Her mobile phone address book is basically filled with work contacts, and Lin Yao¡¯s parents rarely call her, so even if they take away their mobile phones, it will not have much impact on Lin Yao.

    There is only one reason why she is so happy now

    Alas, I have never seen the cabbage that takes the initiative to go to the arch!

    Mo Yan sighed and couldn't help but pinch the little cabbage's face a little harder, "It's really annoying!"

    "Oops." Lin Yao was in pain, covering her face and looking at Mo Yan innocently with her big eyes.

    "Go to bed quickly, I don't want to see you!" Mo Yan patted her and drove this guy to sleep.

    When there was no one else in the living room, Mo Yan took the bottle of magical ointment that could be applied to any part of the body and limped into the bathroom.

    ?¡­

    Yancheng, Lin Yao¡¯s hometown.

    This is a beautiful city, with fireworks in March, small bridges and flowing water, and most of the people living here are elegant or refined.

    of course there are exceptions.

    For example, there is a man sitting in the study room of a high-end flat-floor residence at the moment, with a frown and a majestic expression.

    He is probably in his fifties, and his facial features are quite similar to Lin Yao's, but the lines on his face are not as soft as Lin Yao's, but as hard as an old-fashioned sculpture.

    Even though his daughter, whom he had not contacted for a long time, had just called, it could not make his expression relax even a little bit. Instead, it became more and more serious.

    His name is Lin Duanzheng, and he is Lin Yao¡¯s father.

    At this time, the computer screen in front of Lin Duanzheng was an entertainment website, and the news on the interface was the scandal of "Lin Yao and a certain mysterious talent" that had been hyped two days ago.

    ¡°It¡¯s embarrassing, it¡¯s embarrassing!¡±

    Lin Zhengduan slammed the table heavily, very angry.

    After a moment, he sighed again.  Picked up the phone and dialed a number.

    "Hey, Lao Chen, I have a patient here from out of town. He is a singer. His voice is damaged due to excessive fatigue. The specific symptoms should be hoarseness and difficulty in speaking. Can this condition be cured?" (Remember this site)  Website: www.hlnovel.com
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