Chapter 283 I Just Lost

"Don't worry, Uncle just can't run anymore, he's a little behind."

Fang Xiaole said to Lin Yao with a smile.

"Ah, why are you sweating so much? Come in."

Seeing that Fang Xiaole's forehead was covered with sweat, and even his clothes were soaked with sweat, Lin Yao quickly pulled Fang Xiaole into the apartment and asked him to sit on the sofa.

After entering the bathroom, he took his own towel, wet it with hot water and wrung it dry, then hurriedly came out to wipe Fang Xiaole's face.

"It's okay, just go back to the hotel and take a shower next time."

Fang Xiaole took the hot towel and wiped it casually on her face.

"No, you're covered in sweat. The temperature has dropped today, so you'll catch a cold."

Lin Yao couldn't help but took the towel in Fang Xiaole's hand, and carefully wiped off the sweat on his face.

"By the way, when uncle comes back later, don't say that I've arrived long ago. Just say that I just walked in and I'm too tired."

Fang Xiaole remembered something, and hurriedly told Lin Yao.

"Why?" Lin Yao went to the bathroom and twisted a towel with hot water, and then asked in surprise when she returned to the living room.

Fang Xiaole briefly told about the race between Lin Duanzheng and himself.

"My dad just wants to save face, don't mind."

Lin Yao also knew her father's character, so she asked a little embarrassedly:

"My dad didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Fang Xiaole was in a good mood at the moment, couldn't help raising her hand to gently pinch Lin Yao's delicate face, and said with a smile:

"I hope that my father-in-law will make things difficult for me in the future. Why are you so calm? Your father has no objection to us being together."

"I'm very happy." Lin Yao's face was pinched, and her speech was a bit slurred, but she didn't make any resistance, and she leaned forward slightly, so that Fang Xiaole could knead her more conveniently.

"At first I was very scared, I don't know why, but since you came, I am not afraid anymore."

Listening to Lin Yao's soft words,

Looking at her slightly pale face, Fang Xiaole couldn't help feeling distressed, he stood up, and embraced the delicate woman in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I decided to ask you to participate in my new program without discussing with you and Sister Mo in advance, and you will be troubled later."

Lin Yao was suddenly hugged by him, she was slightly stunned, sniffed the familiar smell on his body with her pretty nose, closed her eyes contentedly, and pressed her forehead lightly on his shoulder.

"No, it's my fault. I should have told you about my family earlier, but I, I'm afraid..."

Lin Yao's voice was full of guilt and fear.

"Silly girl, next time I have to interrogate you, how many things are you hiding from me?"

Fang Xiaole knew Lin Yao's worries, this silly girl had always felt inferior to her family, and was afraid that Fang Xiaole would be scared away by her family situation, so she never dared to tell him.

"Oh, the towel is cold again, you, you wait."

Lin Yao suddenly let out a soft cry, broke free from Fang Xiaole's arms, hurried into the bathroom, wrung out the towel again with hot water, and returned to the living room.

"Well, lift up your clothes, you are sweating all over your body, you have to wipe it off."

Lin Yao whispered to Fang Xiaole, the blush on her pretty goose egg face hadn't subsided, and two fire clouds surged up again.

"No need?" Fang Xiaole was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, hurry up, or you will catch a cold."

Although Lin Yao's face was very red, her attitude was very firm.

Fang Xiaole coughed dryly, so he could only lift up his T-shirt, and Lin Yao wiped it carefully for him with a towel.

He lowered his head and looked at the girl who was wiping his body earnestly, with a smile on her face.

She lowered her head, not daring to raise her head to meet his gaze, but blushed and pursed her lips.

The morning sun rose, and the sunlight penetrated the thick clouds and shone in the living room, inlaying the two people's bodies with a layer of light gold borders, like a timeless oil painting.

cough cough.

Suddenly, an "unidentified object" named Strict Father or Tsundere Father-in-law suddenly broke into the edge of the oil painting.

Panting, he ran into the door of the apartment that the two had forgotten to close, just in time to see his daughter was wiping the body of that stinky boy.

Lin Duanzheng was taken aback for a moment, not knowing whether he should get angry or walk away quietly, so he froze in place, and finally couldn't help coughing twice.

"ah!"

When Lin Yao heard her father's cough, she screamed like a frightened little rabbit, her whole body bounced up, and the red cloud on her face quickly spread from her neck to her shoulders.

"Dad, I, we..."

She gave Fang Xiaole a reproachful look, meaning why didn't you close the door just now.

Fang Xiaole looked back at her innocently, just now you were in a hurry to pull me in, so I didn't have time to close the door.

The two of them made eye contact, Fang Xiaole's breathing became heavier, and he looked panting, then turned to look at Lin Duanzheng:

"Hoohoo, Uncle Lin, you caught up with me as soon as I entered the door? Fortunately, the distance is only eight or nine kilometers. If it is longer, I will be overtaken by you."

Lin Yao continued: "Dad, what on earth did you two go out for? Why is Fang Xiaole so tired from running? But you don't even break a sweat?"

Lin Duanzheng knew that he would not be able to outrun Fang Xiaole, and he deliberately proposed the race just to find a way for him to step down, but he didn't expect the two of them to run halfway, and the brat disappeared without a trace.

He felt it was a bit embarrassing, so he tried his best to catch up with this stinky boy, and finally ran back to Lin Yao's house, but saw that Fang Xiaole was already enjoying his daughter's service there, and he was a little annoyed.

Isn't it too miserable for me to lose? !

It's just that Fang Xiaole seems to have just arrived, and she looks out of breath, looking more tired than herself.

Lin Duanzheng felt a little puzzled, could it be that this stinky boy was only a little bit ahead of him? Then why didn't I even see his taillights just now?

This guy is not flattering me, is he?

But Lin Yao's words immediately dispelled his doubts. His own daughter never lied, even she said that Fang Xiaole was in a mess, and that she looked much more relaxed than this brat.

That's right, I just lost!

And I let him do it on purpose, otherwise, if I try harder, this kid might not be able to outrun me!

Let me just say, I insist on morning exercises every day, how can I not be as strong as a little boy?

Forget it, seeing this guy is so tired, let him go for now.

The old professor Tsundere felt comfortable, walked to the living room arrogantly, and proudly said to Xiaole:

"Young people still have to exercise a lot. They almost couldn't even run an old man like me who didn't try his best."

Fang Xiaole nodded, with a very ashamed look: "Uncle let me, thank you Uncle."

"En." Lin Duanzheng nodded in satisfaction, and seeing Lin Yao was still wiping the sweat off Fang Xiaole's neck, he coughed again, indicating that he was actually sweating a lot.

Lin Yao opened her beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked at her father: "Dad, then the bet between you and Fang Xiaole..."

Lin Duanzheng took a breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, the other party Xiaole said:

"Since you narrowly won, then I mean what I say. I agree to participate in your show. As for the matter between you and my daughter, let's see your performance."

Fang Xiaole quickly stood up, bowed to Lin Duanzheng, and said sincerely:

"Thank you uncle, I will definitely not let you down."

Lin Duanzheng nodded lightly, feeling that the sweat on his forehead was about to drip into rain, he couldn't help but look at his daughter.

You have served that brat for so long, should you wipe off your dad's sweat?

"Thank you Dad...ah, you sweat a lot too." Lin Yao finally found out that Lin Duanzheng was also sweating profusely, and hurried into the bathroom, and soon wrung a hot towel out.

Lin Duanzheng closed his eyes in satisfaction, ready to enjoy his daughter's service.

"Dad, here it is."

However, Lin Yao just handed the hot towel in front of Lin Duanzheng, motioning him to wipe it himself.

Lin Duanzheng: "?"