Chapter 100 (1/2)

”It's so quiet.”

On the outskirts of the road, there are green Dogtail grass, festive red cockscomb flowers and immature peas in the soil. They are wilted by the sun during the day. At the moment, they are lying on the ground.

Lin Yao walked beside Fang Xiaole, his hands and fingers intertwined and hung in front of him, with gentle steps. From time to time, she glanced at his side face secretly, smelling the smell of roadside soil and flowers, and her heart was very peaceful.

”We'll be there in seven or eight minutes, soon.”

Fang Xiaole thought she was afraid and turned to comfort her.

”It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid even if this road keeps going.”

Under the bright moonlight, she smiled very gently and charming, like a green pool in spring.

Fang Xiaole looked at her Yingying eyes. Somehow, her mouth was not controlled by her brain.

”Why don't you go back and I'll take you to rest?”

Lin Yao was stunned. Her cheeks flushed and she said timidly:

”Is it too fast?”

Fang Xiaole was stunned, then reacted and quickly explained:

”You misunderstood. I don't mean that. I mean, your feet are not good yet. Just find a place to have a rest. Anyway, this program has a high degree of freedom. As long as it is within the rules, guests can do anything.”

”Ah? Oh... Sorry. ”

Lin Yao realized that what Fang Xiaole said about rest was real rest, not what she thought. He wanted to take her to the hotel to ”rest”.

She covered her face with her hands in shame. She didn't dare to look at him again. She felt that she had really lost her life.

Fang Xiaole knew that Lin Yao was thin skinned and coughed:

”There is a car we have prepared at the gas station. You can drive the car anywhere, or sleep in the car for a while, and you will appear again when the pursuers and brother Hong decide the victory or defeat. In this way, you don't have to be so tired and avoid further injury.”

It's already more than ten o'clock. Judging from the current situation, it's likely to record all night today. Fang Xiaole is worried that Lin Yao can't stand it, so she suggests that she just stay out of the game and don't participate in those struggles.

But Lin Yao shook her head: ”no, the audience will scold me for being lazy.”

Fang Xiaole thinks so. Lin Yao is very popular now. Many people stare at her every move. If she is careless, she will recruit black people. It's better to be careful.

”I didn't think it over. You can do it according to your own ideas later.”

”Yes.” Lin Yao nodded gently and followed Fang Xiaole closely.

In fact, the real reason why she wants to participate more in the program is not to be afraid of being hacked.

But to do everything possible to improve her popularity, earn enough of her dowry as soon as possible, and all the money she and Fang Xiaole need in their future life, so that she can have the courage to confess to him.

As for whether he could refuse himself, Lin Yao didn't think that she liked someone for the first time. She wanted to pay wholeheartedly, and then calmly wait for the result.

She is gentle and clever on the outside, but stubborn and persistent on the inside. This is her character.

Squeak squeak~~

In late September, still in the tail of summer, the cry of cicadas rang through the roadside in the suburbs.

The road ahead is becoming more and more remote. There are no street lamps. The deep darkness is dormant in the front, like a giant beast waiting for prey. It feels a little seeping.

Lin Yao stopped.

”What's the matter?” Fang Xiaole turned and looked at her.

”Nothing...” Lin Yao smiled reluctantly, but still stood in place.

Fang Xiaole understood that it was really too dark in front. It was normal for girls to be a little afraid.

At this time, Lin Yao's expression was a bit like that night on the roof, with a little hard support in slight fear.

Fang Xiaole suddenly stretched out his hand: ”it's okay. I'm here.”

Lin Yao was stunned and looked at his hand with a smile on his face.

In the darkness of the faint moonlight, she stretched out her hand and gently took his hand.

Fang Xiaole only felt the soft and greasy touch from the palm, and found that he had held a small palm in his hand.