My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

"Sister Yao, calm down, calm down!"

Just less than half an hour after Zheng Qian’s Weibo was posted, in Lin Yao’s apartment, Fangfang was holding Lin Yao’s mobile phone and was pressed on the sofa by her, but she did not let go.

"Give me the phone!"

Lin Yao flushed her cheeks with anger, stretched out her hand to grab the phone, but she was separated by Fangfang with a big ass. She was anxious, rushed to hold Fangfang, and the two women rolled around on the sofa.

Puff!

Eventually they fell to the floor together.

Ouch!

The two screamed together.

"Sister Yao, what is your name? You obviously suppressed me."

Fangfang was sitting under him by Lin Yao, groaning helplessly.

It turned out that after Zheng Qian posted a Weibo, Mo Yan, who had been following the online situation, saw it immediately. She quickly called Fangfang and asked her to go to Lin Yao’s house to watch.

It would be too ugly to prevent Lin Yao from getting jealous and getting hotheaded, and to directly engage Zheng Qian on Weibo.

Fangfang hurried to Lin Yao's house. She had the key and opened the door directly. She just happened to see Lin Yao angrily holding the phone as if he was typing. Fangfang hurried up to take a look.

Sure enough, Lin Yao was about to send Weibo directly to Zheng Qian.

Fangfang rushed to grab the phone.

But Lin Yao, who was jealous, was obviously on the top, and instead of her usual gentle and kind appearance, she was vying with Fangfang.

This was the scene just now.

At this moment, Lin Yao finally calmed down a bit when Fangfang was pressed to the ground by her ass.

Huhu~~

Panting, she helped Fangfang up, and seeing this little Nizi still holding her mobile phone vigilantly, Lin Yao apologized:

"Sorry, Fangfang, I will not post."

Fangfang stepped back and looked at Lin Yao warily: "Really?"

Lin Yao brushed her messy hair, sat back on the sofa with a pouting mouth, and nodded, "Well, I shouldn't lose my temper."

"Sister Yao..."

Seeing Lin Yao's unhappy look, Fangfang cautiously sat next to her and asked softly:

"When have you been so jealous? You weren't like this before."

Lin Yao faintly lowered her head: "Isn't it bad for me to do this? If he knows, will he hate me?"

"Sister Yao, you look like a woman like this, but I just find it strange..."

Fangfang smiled and held Lin Yao's arm, and continued:

"The previous Su Yu and other women who approached Fang Xiaole by participating in the show, you don't mind, why are you so wary of Zheng Qian? Do you think Fang Xiaole would like her type of woman?"

Lin Yao shook her head in confusion, "I don't know, anyway... Ever since I followed him back home, I have loved that more and more, and I have become jealous."

"Sister Yao, you have already regarded yourself as Mrs. Fang?" Fangfang pondered for a while, and then he was sure and authentic.

"Mrs. Fang?"

Lin Yao repeated, after a moment of aftertaste, a silly smile appeared on her face.

"Tsk tut..."

Fangfang couldn't help but shook her head: "If you let your fans see that their goddess is such an idiot, they will definitely be **** off, oh!"

Lin Yao hit her and said, "Are you not going back? Does your little milk dog worry about you?"

"Sister Yan wants me to look at you, lest you scold someone on the Internet and ruin the image of the goddess." Fangfang grinned and touched his shoulder.

"I won't quarrel with her, and my husband won't care about her." Lin Yao gave Fangfang angrily.

"Really?" Fangfang was still a little skeptical.

"Really, I won't be online again tonight, and I have to work tomorrow."

Lin Yao said seriously that she still had an advertisement to shoot tomorrow. It was one of Yang Jiaxin's original endorsements. Later, the manufacturer found Lin Yao.

This is a luxury brand, and both Mo Yan and Xiong Sangou attach great importance to it. If Lin Yao can follow, it will be able to consolidate her position in the fashion circle.

Lin Yao is accustomed to going to bed early if he has a job, and he can be in a good state the next day. This is also professionalism.

After shooting this commercial, I will fly to Jiang Rong to record "Let’s Fall in Love" the next day.

At that time, she will be able to openly fall in love with Fang Xiaole.

This is what she has been looking forward to for a long time.

Seeing that Lin Yao's expression gradually eased, and was not as excited as when she was jealous, Fangfang finally relaxed her vigilance and returned her mobile phone.

Before leaving, Lin Yao suddenly said, "Fangfang, you can prepare in advance tomorrow. Let's have a celebration banquet together in the evening. I want to celebrate for Sister Xu and Teacher Cheng."

Fangfang nodded, and said with regret: "Sister Xu became popular. Teacher Cheng's new song is in the top ten. It is indeed worth celebrating. It is a pity that if all the singers in our studio can beat Zheng Qian, it would be even better. "

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Zheng Qian’s two new songs continued to exert strength, and "Song of the Sky", which was originally ranked 20th on the double charts, rose to within the top 10.

And "Sheng Wu", which was suppressed by Xu Fei's "Comprehension", succeeded in overtaking it, ranking second in the new song list and third in the hot song list, second only to Wang Manling and Lin Yao.

Having achieved such a beautiful reversal, it is no wonder that Zheng Qian is so "arrogant" and dared to tease Fang Xiaole again on Weibo.

Hearing Fangfang's words, Lin Yao's eyes widened: "It's only the first day now, it's still early."

Sending Fangfang away, Lin Yao walked to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, cupped her face in both hands, looked at the angrily in the mirror, and muttered:

"It's so ugly to be jealous, I won't be jealous anymore!"

......

Less than a few kilometers away from Lin Yao's apartment, in an apartment of the same size.

"Aying, I blame you, you see, now everyone knows that Fang Xiaole is handsome and talented, how can I eat him quietly?"

Zheng Qian hugged the pillow and collapsed on the sofa, her legs kicking indiscriminately, her red hair fluttering wildly there, and the tall cushion on her chest twisted and twisted.

She felt that the cushions were bothersome, so she reached into the collar and pulled the two thick cushions out, and her chest suddenly changed from a mountainous ridge to a horse.

Ouyang Ying walked over reluctantly, bent over to pick up the mat she had thrown on the ground, and threw it back to her face, and said grumpily:

"Didn't we say it? Tomorrow your song can be ranked in the top four of the hot song list, I will help you contact the **** bear studio."

"Well, it's really fragrant!" Zheng Qian sniffed her cushion, said something stinkingly, and then said:

"But I am now in the top three!"

"We said tomorrow is good, what if you get squeezed out tomorrow?"

Ouyang Yingdao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Cut, how is it possible? Now only Lin Yao and Wang Manling can hold me down. Maybe when I wake up tomorrow, I will step on Lin Yao and beat Wang Manling to get to the top of the double list. "

Zheng Qian pouted her lips.

"Then I will help you make Fang Xiaole!"

Ouyang Ying said authentically without hesitation.

"It's a deal!"

Zheng Qian jumped up, her eyes lit up.

"But if you fall out of the top four, then you won't be allowed to have another spring!"

"Okay, it's a deal! Hahaha, how could I fall out of the top four? Even if Xu Fei surpasses me, no one else can catch up with me, wow hahaha!"

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