My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

　　 "Yes, I'm sorry..."

　　 was questioned by Fang Xiaole in a slightly reproachful tone, Lin Yao couldn't help lowering her head, like a child who made mistakes.

　　 "Assistant Fang, you are too much! It's obviously you who injured our sister Yao, so why do you blame her?"

Fangfang next to 　　 quit, staring at the other side Xiao Le loudly:

　　 "Sister Yao didn't tell you because she was afraid of your guilt. Why don't you know good people?!"

　　 "Fangfang!!!"

　　 Lin Yao saw Fang Xiaole stunned, with complex expressions on her face, guilt, uncomfortable, pain...

　　 She had never seen such an expression on Fang Xiaole's face. Lin Yao was a little panicked for a while, and quickly interrupted Fangfang.

　　 "Fangfang, go out first, please."

　　 "Oh, sister Yao, you, you...I don't care about you anymore!"

　　 Seeing my sister Yao softly and timidly staring at the Fang Xiaole who doesn't know what's good or bad, and she was afraid that others would be uncomfortable, the little assistant was really angry, stomped her feet, turned her head and left.

　　 took a step, came back and helped Lin Yao to sit down on a chair, snorted, and walked out of the studio with eight steps.

　　What should I do if the artist of my family is very popular but too humble?

　　 Waiting online, very anxious! !

　　 The recording studio fell silent again.

　　 Fang Xiaole still squatted on the ground, looking at Lin Yao's swollen ankle.

　　 "I'm sorry." Lin Yao became more panicked when he saw that he was still and did not speak, and she apologized again.

　　 "What are you talking about?" Fang Xiaole raised his head and touched Lin Yao's drooping gaze, full of guilt:

　　 "I am sorry for you!"

　　 It turned out that she had been injured when she was recording the show that day, and then she insisted on finishing the program list without saying a word.

　　 And when I met myself this morning and practiced in the studio this afternoon, she resisted the pain and refused to tell me.

　　 just to not make me feel guilty?

　　 But now I am really guilty!

　　 Fang Xiaole felt his chest tight and panicked. At this moment, he regretted his decision to throw the gun at Lin Yao in order not to affect the effect of the program.

　　 I hate the selfish and self-consciousness!

　　 looked up at that beautiful and gentle face, now full of anxious face, her people are as beautiful as the most beautiful flower, and her heart is more beautiful than the most beautiful flower.

　　 "The woman flower, swaying in the red dust."

　　 "The female flower, gently swinging with the wind."

　　 "If you have smelled the fragrance of flowers, don't ask me, who are the flowers red for..."

　　 swiftly, while the heart was stirring, the blocked memory treasury opened a gap again, and a sad and beautiful melody and singing slowly floated out.

　　 The score and lyrics of this song are also deeply engraved in Fang Xiaole's mind.

　　 remembered another song!

　　 But at this moment Fang Xiaole didn't have the mood to pay attention to the others. He stood up and said to Lin Yao:

　　 "Go to the hospital, your foot injury looks serious, it can't be delayed."

　　 "I don't want to go to the hospital..." Lin Yao opened her mouth to refuse, but looked up at Fang Xiaole's expression, and then weakly pleaded:

　　 "I want to practice singing first, and then go to the hospital at night, okay?"

　　 Fang Xiaole wanted to speak again, sighed, and could only nod his head.

　　 After all, I have only met with her a few times, and for the time being, I can’t even count as a friend. What qualifications do I have to force others to do?

　　 But Lin Yao's injury was caused by him, so he will definitely take responsibility and try his best to remedy it.

　　 "Can you call your assistant back to accompany you? I want to go out." Fang Xiaole said suddenly.

　　 "Huh?" Lin Yao was startled when Fang Xiaole was about to leave, and quickly said, "You, don't be angry, I'll go to the hospital now."

　　 "How can I be angry?" Fang Xiaole couldn't laugh or cry: "It's my fault for your injuries. If you want to be angry, you should be angry. Don't worry, I'm just going out to buy you something."

　　 "Oh." Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not angry, and quickly called Fangfang back.

　　 Fang Fang was still stern when she came back, Fang Xiaole told her: "I'll go out to buy something, you accompany Lin Yao, don't let her move."

　　 "Cut, you still need to say, you were still mining when I was with Sister Yao!" Fangfang glanced at him, disdainfully.

　　 Fang Xiaole was speechless, and she was right. She is Lin Yao’s assistant. Don’t you know how to take care of her artist? My own exhortation is purely superfluous.

　　 "You, be careful on your way."

　　 Fang Xiaole was walking outside, when a gentle voice suddenly heard behind him, he turned his head and smiled and waved his hand: "Well, wait for me to come back." After speaking, he quickly walked out of the recording studio.

　　 Watching Fang Xiaole's back disappear outside the door, Fangfang recalled the scene just now, and she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

　　 "Be careful on the road."

"wait me back."

　　 How is this dialogue like the scene in the TV series when the wife sends her husband out to work in the morning?

　　 "Fangfang, I blame you, Fang Xiaole must be uncomfortable in his heart."

　　 Lin Yao's voice pulled Fangfang's thoughts back, and when she heard this, she suddenly stopped getting angry.

　　 "It was he who made Sister Yao hurt, so why can't you make him uncomfortable? And you haven't told him about the injury on your back."

"Fangfang, you...Ah~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lin Yao points to Fangfang, but she doesn't know how to curse at all, so she can only sigh: "I blame me for being too squeamish. I can bear any pain. Can't help. "

　　 immediately pleaded: "Fangfang, you won't talk about him again later, and don't tell him the injury on my back, okay? He is already very guilty."

　　 Fangfang looked at Lin Yao, she was completely helpless with her character that only thought of others, so she nodded her head and agreed.

　　 Half an hour later, Fang Xiaole came back, and he was pushing a wheelchair and carrying three big bulging pockets.

　　 "I bought a wheelchair. You can sit in the wheelchair temporarily, so that it will not aggravate the injury, and you can continue to practice singing. We will go to the hospital at night."

　　 Fang Xiaole said, then he put three big pockets on the table and opened them, filled with food and drinks.

　　 "It is not convenient for Lin Yao to go out for dinner. I bought something to eat. Let's eat in the studio at night."

　　 "Thank you." Seeing Fang Xiaole's consideration for herself, Lin Yao felt sweet in her heart, but she still pretended to be calm.

　　 "Yes, come, I will carry you down." Fang Xiaole walked onto the high platform where the drum set was, turned and squatted down, and said to Lin Yao behind.

　　 "Huh?" Lin Yao was taken aback, then smiled: "Okay!"

　　 "What's so good." Fangfang gently pulled Lin Yao: "Sister Yao, you are a public figure. If you are secretly photographed and posted on the Internet, it will be troublesome. I will carry you."

　　 Fang Xiaole was right to think about it. Lin Yao is a female star and must keep a distance from the opposite sex, so he let it go.

　　 Fangfang carried Lin Yao off the high platform and let Lin Yao sit in a wheelchair. She accidentally caught a glimpse of Lin Yao frowning, looking disappointed, she couldn't help asking strangely:

　　 "Sister Yao, why are you suddenly unhappy?"