Chapter 131 I'm Only 33

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The nights in Miaojia Village are often lively and bustling, where men and women love each other.

Tonight is no exception. On the streets where people come and go, from time to time there are young men and women hooking their shoulders,

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 is a pair of men and women who are quite eye-catching.

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

The woman is a milf, but plump and mature.

The young man was carrying the mature woman on his back, and was walking towards the villa area in the west of Miaojia Village amidst the surprised eyes from time to time.

"Cough cough."

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

"Let me down if I can't move my back. I'll call Fangfang and ask her to come out and pick me up."

Mo Yan thought that Zhang Zhiqin was going to die, so he sneered:

"Silver pewter tip."

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

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

Zhang Zhiqin was so frightened that she shrank her hair again, and muttered, "Why are you angry again? Older women are really scary."

He thought to himself that it would be better to send the witch home quickly, so he quickened his pace and soon reached the gate of the villa area.

The elder brother who stood guard today was not last night, but after Mo Yan showed his key card, the security guard let him go.

Mo Yan directed 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's Fangfang?"

Mo Yan asked strangely.

"I woke up, Fangfang was drunk, and now she is sleeping soundly."

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

"that......"

Mo Yan hesitated for a while, but finally had no choice but to answer:

"I'm right at the door, Lin Yao, come out and pick me up, it's a bit inconvenient for me."

Lin Yao came out soon, and when she saw Zhang Zhiqin carrying Mo Yan on her back, she was startled, and hurried forward to ask:

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

"It's okay, I feel a little uncomfortable. I happened to meet Zhang Jihua, and he kindly sent me back."

Mo Yan smiled, and Zhang Zhiqin under her said strangely: "It's not a coincidence..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt two sharp gazes, and immediately shut his mouth.

Because Lin Yao lived there, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Mo Yan was unwilling to let a man enter the house, so she asked Zhang Zhiqin to put herself down at the door, and Lin Yao helped her walk in small steps.

Looking at her awkward posture, Zhang Zhiqin couldn't help saying:

"If it doesn't work, let's go to the hospital. Don't hold back when you are old."

Mo Yan turned her head and looked at him indifferently: "Thank you for today, I won't give it away."

"Oh."

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

"Hey."

The voice of the witch came from behind.

"arrive!"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately turned around and stood up straight.

"I'm only thirty-three this year, and I'm far from old age."

After Mo Yan said something, he slowly turned into the house.

Zhang Zhiqin looked at her back and was stunned for a long time before muttering:

"So young? No wonder it's so flexible... Oh no!"

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly reacted:

"How did Lin Yao treat me so coldly just now, but she was very enthusiastic yesterday! Could it be that I did something wrong?"

Lin Yao helped Mo Yan into the house, seeing that she seemed to be in pain when walking, she couldn't help asking worriedly:

"Sister Yan, where did you get hurt?"

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

"Where is the cramp, why are you so tired from walking?" Lin Yao was in a hurry, holding Fangfang's cell phone and was about to dial a number.

"I asked him what happened?"

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

Lin Yao looked at her and didn't speak.

Mo Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "You already knew that I was going to meet Fang Xiaole? That's why 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, so I definitely won't be inactive."

Mo Yan sighed, and murmured: "I didn't expect to be hit by him."

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

For some reason, Mo Yan suddenly felt sad.

It's like an old mother who protects her daughter from growing up, and one day suddenly finds that her daughter has grown up, is sensible, and no longer needs her own care.

That feeling of relief and loss.

Mo Yan slowly moved to the sofa, asked Lin Yao to bring over the medicine that Fangfang bought last night, and then took out a mobile phone from her bag and handed it to Lin Yao.

"Back to you."

This is Lin Yao's mobile phone. In order to prevent her from contacting Fang Xiaole, Mo Yan took Lin Yao's mobile phone away.

"Sister Yan..."

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

"Thank you, Miss Yan!"

Lin Yao has very few friends, and her mobile phone address book is basically all contacts at work, and Lin Yao's parents rarely call her, so even if the mobile phone is taken away, it will not have a big impact on Lin Yao.

She is so happy now, in fact, there is only one reason...

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

Mo Yan sighed, and couldn't help pinching this little cabbage's face a little bit, "It's really worrying!"

"Oh." Lin Yao was in pain, covered her face, and looked at Mo Yan innocently with her big eyes.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, I don't want to see you!" Mo Yan patted her and sent the guy to sleep.

After there was no one else in the living room, Mo Yan took the bottle of miraculous ointment that could be applied to any part, 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, sitting in the study of a high-end flat-story house at the moment, a man with a frown and a majestic expression.

He is about fifty years old, and his facial features are quite similar to Lin Yao's, but the lines of his face are not as soft as Lin Yao's, but rather rigid like an old-fashioned sculpture.

Even if his daughter, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time, just called, it couldn't make his expression lessen, on the contrary, he became more serious.

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

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

"Disgraceful, shameful!"

Lin Zhengduan slammed the table down heavily, very angry.

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

"Hey, Old Chen, I have a patient from out of town. He is a singer. His throat was damaged due to excessive fatigue. The specific symptoms should be hoarseness and difficulty in speaking. Can this situation be cured?"