Chapter 162

After settling down, Li Guan and Lin Yao sat down a little, they immediately came to the living room and persuaded Mo Yan who still wanted to drink.

Then he cleared the table, put the leftovers into the refrigerator, and washed the dishes and pots.

Although Lin Yao has only three kitchen skills for the time being, she is still very skilled in doing the rest of the housework.

But there are many guests today, and there are many dishes, chopsticks and other tableware. Lin Yao spent more than half an hour in the kitchen.

During this period, Fang Xiaole came in several times to help, but Lin Yao pushed them out.

Fang Xiaole was helpless and went out to clean the living room.

Two people, one washing dishes and the other cleaning, finally made the new home clean and tidy again at more than 4 p.m.

Lin Yao went out of the kitchen without rest. She took out the clothes and daily necessities Fang Xiaole hadn't had time to pack from the suitcase and put them in the wardrobe one by one, or put them in a suitable position.

Fang Xiaole also helped until it was almost dark. Only then did he finally tidy up everything.

Lin Yao exhaled and sat down on the sofa. After a busy day, she felt that her legs were a little soft.

Fang Xiaole sat beside her, distressed and grateful: "it's hard for you today."

"It's okay. I'm glad you moved to a new house. You can finally live better."

Lin Yao showed a gentle smile and said softly.

"Yes, I'm lucky to meet such a good place. The rent is so cheap."

Speaking of this house, Fang Xiaole also sighed with emotion.

"Ha ha..."

Mo Yan nearby suddenly sneered.

"Sister Mo, what's the matter?"

Fang Xiaole looked at Mo Yan and asked.

Lin Yao immediately looked nervously at Mo Yan, with a pleading look on her face.

"Nothing. I just want to say that deputy director Fang must have such good luck because his ancestral grave is smoking."

Mo Yan sneered, ignored Fang Xiaole and wanted to drink with Zhang Zhiqin.

"Stop drinking, sister Yan. When Xiao Su and director Li wake up, we'll go back together and disturb others for a day."

Lin Yao quickly pulled Mo Yan.

"You know this is someone's home. I thought you didn't want to go tonight."

Mo Yan stared at Lin Yao and Xiao le by the way.

"Hey, sister Mo is really joking."

Fang Xiaole smiled and said to Lin Yao:

"You have to record the program tomorrow. Go back and have a rest early. I'll take them home with Zhang Zhiqin later."

"Well, well, you also have an early rest in the evening."

Lin Yao always listens to Xiaole's words. Then she nods and obediently prepares to go back.

"Sister Yao, you can rest assured to let two beauties stay in his house?"

Fangfang quietly reminds me.

"I believe him."

Lin Yao smiled and pulled Mo Yan and Fangfang out of the door.

"Be careful on the road. Send me a wechat when you arrive."

Fang Xiaole sent the three to the elevator and told Lin Yao before leaving.

"Well, we..."

Lin Yao looked at Fang Xiaole and her beautiful eyes flashed and stopped talking.

In two days, Fang Xiaole will go back to nanshuangbanna to continue recording the program. He may not return to Jiangrong until the end of October and the first season of "looking forward to life" is recorded.

Lin Yao will also rush back to Kyoto tomorrow, and the later itinerary is already full.

After today's separation, they don't know when they can meet again.

"Never mind, I will..."

Fang Xiaole naturally understood her mind and said to her with a smile

Boom!

Suddenly, a flash of lightning cut through the cloudy sky and covered up Fang Xiaole's words.

Then, it began to rain.

"It's raining. Go back quickly."

Fang Xiaole looked outside through the window in the corridor. It was raining heavily, but Lin Yao drove over and should not be afraid.

When the elevator door closed, Lin Yao lowered her head and lost her smile.

"Addicted to being a housewife? Hum, you will suffer in the future. "

Mo Yan, who was slightly drunk, leaned softly against the elevator wall and looked at Lin Yao's look of life and death. She was not angry.

"Sister Yan." Fangfang pulled a Lamo cigarette nearby.

"Hum." Mo Yan looked at the lost Lin Yao and finally stopped talking.

The elevator came to the parking lot, the three got on the car, and Fangfang drove an SUV out of the parking lot.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

A burst of dense raindrops hit the window like countless small stones, making a dense impact sound.

"How did the rain get so heavy?"

The three were stunned. Fangfang quickly stepped on the brake. The rain was too heavy. Even if the wiper was adjusted to the maximum, she couldn't see the road ahead.

"Go back."

No way, Fangfang can only drive the car back to the parking lot.

Lin Yao's phone rang. It was Fang Xiaole.

"Lin Yao, it's raining so hard. It's not safe for you to drive. You'd better go back to me."

"Wait, I'll ask sister Yan and Fangfang."

Lin Yao was delighted, but she still wanted to ask Mo Yanhe and Fangfang for their opinions.

"We'll wait in the car. It's supposed to rain soon, isn't it, Fangfang?"

Mo Yan smiled at Fangfang.

"Sister Yan is right. It must rain soon." Fangfang immediately agreed.

Lin Yao was disappointed and had to go back to Xiaole. They didn't come up.

......

In half an hour.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

"You'd better go up."

Mo Yan had no choice but to agree to go back to Fang Xiaole first and wait for the rain to stop.

Lin Yao suddenly became vibrant from her "dying" appearance. She jumped out of the car, ran into the elevator with three feet and two steps, and urged Mo Yan and Fangfang to hurry up.

The three went up to the 20th floor and knocked on Fang Xiaole's door again.

"Here we are."

Fang Xiaole opened the door and saw Lin Yao with a surprise smile on his face.

"You're back?"

"Well, the rain is really annoying." Lin Yao said it was annoying, but she smiled brightly on her face.

Fangfang curled her lips and thought that you are too fake, sister Yao.

"Excuse me."

Mo Yan was too lazy to see Lin Yao's "shameful behavior" again. He perfunctorily said a word to Fang Xiaole, put on his shoe cover and walked into the house.

"You haven't gone yet?"

Seeing Zhang Zhiqin sitting on the sofa watching TV, he asked in surprise.

"Sister Mo, are you back? I didn't walk through such a heavy rain? "

Zhang Zhiqin opened her mouth and greeted the three.

"By the way, brother Fang, director Li and Su Yu are still awake inside. How can we sleep at night with so many of us?"

Zhang Zhiqin asked Xiaole.

"Who said we were going to sleep here? We'll leave when the rain stops. "

Mo Yan glared at Zhang Zhiqin.

"No, you see."

Zhang Zhiqin pointed innocently at the TV.

"The rainstorm is expected to last from tonight to early tomorrow morning. As disastrous weather is easy to cause accidents, please don't go out and work outdoors..."

The sweet looking host on TV is broadcasting news about the rainstorm.

"How could this happen?" Mo Yan's face suddenly collapsed.

"Yes, how could this happen?" Lin Yao pursed her mouth and couldn't hide the smile on her face.