Chapter 167 (1/2)

Fang Xiaole was stunned and felt his heart beat faster.

Is this too fast?

And Fangfang is still there, isn't it appropriate?

”I, I'm afraid. Can you stay with me for a while?”

However, Lin Yao's words let Fang Xiaole know that he was wrong. He held the girl's hand, squatted slowly in front of the bed and asked softly:

”After listening to sister Mo's experience, you feel uncomfortable?”

Lin Yao held his hand tightly. At the moment, she seemed particularly vulnerable, and her eyes seemed to be wet.

”Now I understand why sister Mo always told me that women should not rush to send everything out. It turns out that sister Mo has experienced such bad things.

I often get angry with her. I, I... It's really bad. ”

Speaking of the end, the clear eyes finally couldn't contain tears, and the glittering and translucent water drops fell down, slid down the cheeks to the pillow, and wet the pillow towel.

Speaking of it, this is the first time Fang Xiaole saw Lin Yao cry.

When she finally met in nanshuangbanna, Lin Yao just shed a tear because she was happy, but Fang Xiaole could feel that she was really uncomfortable.

In order to Mo Yan's experience, he probably had a trace of uncertainty and fear about the future.

It has been studied that the early morning is the time when one's mood is the most vulnerable. Just now Mo Yan is like this, and so is Lin Yao now.

Fang Xiaole quickly drew two paper towels from the bedside table and gently wiped away her tears.

”Don't always blame yourself for everything. You're a little girl. How can you carry so much?”

”Woo woo, so many people don't like me. Do you think I can't do anything well?”

At the moment, Lin Yao is really a little girl. Holding Fang Xiaole's arm, she sobbed for several minutes and wet his clothes.

Fang Xiaole knew that she thought of being ”cyber violence” again. During this period, she experienced too many things and really needed an opportunity to vent.

He didn't speak, but gently hugged Lin Yao, patted her on the back like a child, and wiped her tears.

A few minutes later, Lin Yao's mood gradually returned to calm. The box of paper towels placed on the bedside table were smoked out, and a piece of wet paper was placed.

”Is it better?”

Fang Xiaole looked down at her and asked.

”Sorry.”

Lin Yao then found that she had just been so ashamed. Embarrassed, she retracted into bed, pulled the quilt over her head and became an ostrich.

”Don't hold it. All right, go to sleep.”

Fang Xiaole smiled and helped her pull down the quilt, revealing a red cheek head, and reached out to help her pull some messy hair.

”Can you...” Lin Yao begged pitifully, ”wait until I fall asleep?”

”OK, I'll accompany you.” Fang Xiaole sat by the bed and patted gently across the quilt. It was really like coaxing children to sleep.

But Lin Yao was very useful. She narrowed her eyes comfortably. After a while, her breathing slowly became gentle and her face still had a shallow smile.

Just fell asleep.

Fang Xiaole stared at this lovely ruddy face and said with a smile:

”Good night.”

Stand up, pause, and sit down again.

Slowly lowered her head, lips gently printed on her forehead.

Then he walked out of the bedroom and closed the door gently.

The bedroom became quiet again

A moment later, Lin Yao slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand and touched her forehead, smiling.

”Hey, good night.”

......

The next day, eight in the morning.

”No, I overslept!”