Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety First You Help Me

"My wife is too virtuous ()"

Fang's old house.

In the dead of night.

However, no matter whether the eldest brother Fang Guoqing and the third brother Fang Guoyou slept on the second floor, or the third sister Fang Zhulian's family slept on the first floor, no one really fell asleep.

In a room on the second floor, Fang Guoqing sat up quietly from the bed, put on his clothes, walked to the window, and stared out of the window.

In the dark night of the country, there are no neon lights of the city, and it is dark outside the window, and nothing can be seen.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Guoqing heard his wife's inquiry behind him, and he turned his head to look at Song Yan, "Are you still asleep?"

Song Yan put on her clothes and sat up, leaning her back against the head of the bed, sighed quietly and said: "Xiaoyao is leaving the day after tomorrow, why am I so sleepy?"

"I used to be reluctant to part with my son, but now I am reluctant to part with my daughter-in-law?"

Fang Guoqing couldn't help laughing.

"My daughter-in-law is so good, even your old man likes it. Of course I don't want her to go."

Song Yan glanced at Fang Guoqing, and suddenly said:

"I know what you're thinking. In addition to the Spring Festival, we will visit our parents during the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's Day. Is that okay?"

"Okay, okay!" Fang Guoqing was overjoyed and nodded again and again.

Song Yan stared at him and said, "Looking at you, I don't know if I thought I stopped you from going back to your hometown to see your old mother!"

Fang Guoqing smiled and said: "Yes, yes, it's all because my old man treated you badly in the past, but now he and my mother are getting older, and the two old people are in such a remote place. If something happens, no one will know."

"Ugh."

Song Yan sighed again: "I'll call Mom more often in the future."

"Didn't mom know how to use a mobile phone?" Fang Guoqing was surprised.

"Xiaoyao has already taught her mother to use her mobile phone to make calls just now, look at you, you are not as sensible as a daughter-in-law!"

Song Yan began to criticize her husband again.

Naturally, Fang Guoqing would not reveal that it was Song Yanqi, but he was looked down upon by the old man at the beginning, and he couldn't get along with Fang Zhulian, so he was always reluctant to have more contact with his hometown in Shancheng.

However, when he came back this time, he suddenly discovered...

Parents are really old.

Apart from coming back once a year during the Spring Festival, he never cared about his parents at all. He didn't even know when the unsmiling old man learned to play the erhu and even participated in the competition of the township art troupe.

In fact, the gap between people has never been determined by distance.

Fang Guoqing returned to the bed, put his arms around his wife's shoulders, and suddenly felt a little frightened:

"You said that when we are old in the future, will Sheng Nan, Xiao Le and us be like me and my dad?"

"Definitely not, Xiaoyao is so sensible, Xiaoxiong is also a sensible person, no way."

Song Yan patted her husband, "Don't talk nonsense!" Then she hugged her husband's waist with her backhand.

However, Teacher Fang probably gained weight recently. Ms. Song found that her arms could no longer wrap around her husband's waist, so she pushed him away in disgust.

Fang Guoqing coughed dryly, and said with a little embarrassment, "Go to sleep."

The two lay down, and in the darkness, Song Yan suddenly asked, "You said that Xiao Le and Xiao Yao would tell the outside world about their playing with their friends for a long time."

At present, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao's affairs are only known to the brothers and sisters of the Fang family and the Song family. Fang Xiaole also explained to his parents that with Lin Yao's current status, once the two of them disclose their relationship, they may face many things.

"That may depend on the two of them planning to get married for a long time. The marriage will definitely be announced soon." Fang Guoqing said.

"Then have they been married for a long time?" Song Yan's eyes began to light up when he mentioned this matter.

"Stop worrying about your carelessness. My son is grown up, and he has his own sense of proportion. Don't scare the other Xiaoyao when the time comes."

Fang Guoqing reminded helplessly, yawned and said, "Go to sleep."

"Hmph!" Song Yan snorted dissatisfiedly, seeing that her husband stopped talking, she had to fall asleep with the dream of hearing Xiaoyao call her "Mom" one day.

 …

In the next room, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole were not asleep either.

To be precise, both of them were fully clothed and not ready for bed at all.

Soon after dinner, Zhang Bo, Hong Sanshi and Zhao Yue left. Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao made an appointment with them to meet in the mountain city tomorrow.

On the morning of the sixth day, Lin Yao will go back to the capital with Zhao Yue and his wife, while Fang Xiaole will go back to Yunhai directly.

After the Spring Festival, the two will start their own work again.

At the beginning of March, when "My Girlfriend" started recording, the two were able to see each other again, and they were going to date on the show.

However, neither of them had time to think about the following matters at this time.

Because, they are about to sleep in the same bed for the first time.

Originally, Fang Xiaole planned to let Fang Shengnan and Lin Yao sleep together, just like in Lantern City, and she would sleep in the same room with Xiong Sangou.

But under the ardent gaze of grandma, the two had no choice but to agree to sleep in the same room together.

"I, I changed clothes."

Lin Yao said softly.

"Okay, then I'll turn around."

Fang Xiaole said quickly.

In fact, he and Lin Yao have done everything that should be done between lovers except for the last obstacle.

But now this situation, somehow, always feels a little unnatural.

"It's okay... Just turn off the lights."

Lin Yao whispered.

"Okay, then I'll turn off the light."

Fang Xiaole walked to the door and turned off the light.

The room was plunged into darkness.

There was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the room.

oops!

Suddenly, Lin Yao exclaimed, followed by a bang.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Xiaole hurried over, but the light was too dim, and she could only vaguely see a graceful silhouette standing in front of the bed.

"No, it's okay, I accidentally bumped my head."

Lin Yao said softly and timidly: "I'm sorry, husband, I'm too stupid."

"that......"

Fang Xiaole asked: "It's a bit too dark, can't you see clearly?"

Lin Yao replied in a low voice: "Mmm..."

Fang Xiaole licked his lips, hesitated, and finally asked: "How about I help you."

"Ah?" Lin Yao probably didn't expect him to say that, and didn't react for a while.

"Well, forget it, let's turn on the light, and I'll turn around."

Fang Xiaole said quickly.

After speaking, he walked to the position of the light switch at the door.

"wait."

Lin Yao suddenly called out.

Fang Xiaole stopped and looked back at the blurry beautiful figure.

"You, you, help me."

Lin Yao's voice was like a mosquito, but in the quiet night, her voice penetrated into Fang Xiaole's ears very clearly.

"it is good."

Fang Xiaole's voice trembled a little, and he walked towards that figure slowly.

Approached, and asked in a low voice: "So... take off your clothes or pants first?"

"Pants, pants."

Lin Yao lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly.

Fang Xiaole reached down and touched her hand, and said in surprise: "Why are your hands so hot?"

"It's okay, it's a little hot, it's, it's here."

Lin Yao answered in a low voice, raised her hand to grab Fang Xiaole's hand, and stretched it towards the button of her jeans.