Chapter 245 Let’s Shoot Him
The maintenance worker was filled with righteous indignation: "I'm telling the truth. He is a layman, but he insists on instructing me, an expert."
Suddenly his cell phone rang, and his leader pointed at him: "Did you see it? The young master has repaired it, and there is a signal. Who is the expert and who is the layman? Well, no one can protect you now."
Seeing the sweat on Fu Nanli's face, Wen Qiao quickly took out a pack of tissues and wiped his sweat: "Why do you still need to go up and repair the signal tower yourself?"
"The workers here are useless."
"Then you can't climb that high yourself, it's too dangerous."
Fu Nanli smiled and pinched her face: "I promised you to go back today, so you can't break your promise."
The mountains and plains were filled with unknown red berries, which were dim and yellow among the lush vegetation. His eyes were gentle and firm, and Wen Qiao's heart was filled with inexplicable emotions. He said seriously: "Your safety must still come first."
"It's secured with a safety buckle. It's very safe. Did you come by boat?"
"Um."
"Wait for me, I'll go back and take a shower, and then I'll go back to Haicheng with you."
Wen Qiao couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that his shirt was soaked, "You must be very tired, rest here for one night and go back tomorrow."
"Not tired."
The conditions on the island are average, and Fu Nanli lives in the best bamboo house. In front of the bathroom, Wen Qiao stopped, his face slightly red: "Then... then I'll wait for you outside."
She and Lu Youyou were sitting on the beach in front of the bamboo house, and the wind blew through the leaves of the palm trees, making a rustling sound.
In the bathroom, the water from the shower head rushed down, and Fu Nanli felt comfortable now, but there was a chill in his eyes.
Although the maintenance workers are of average skill, it is true that the saboteurs did the damage thoroughly. If he were not here, the signal tower would probably not be repaired for several days.
There were four boats in total, all damaged.
Apparently someone did it deliberately.
Who knew that Qiao Qiao couldn't live without him?
Are you here for him?
Or is it for Qiao Qiao?
The matter was a bit confusing, and several suspect candidates flashed through his mind, but he couldn't make too many guesses at the moment.
Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou were squatting on the ground playing in the sand when they suddenly heard Fu Nanli's voice: "Qiao Qiao..."
Wen Qiao pretended not to hear.
Lu Youyou touched her with his elbow: "Is your husband calling you?"
Wen Qiao glanced at her: "What are you talking about?"
"Your boyfriend is calling you, okay?"
Wen Qiao stood up quickly, patted the sand on his body, and walked to the bamboo house, "What's wrong?"
"I haven't brought any clothes or towels. Please help me get them."
Wen Qiao looked around. The bamboo house was not big, with a small forest outside the original windows, and the beach beyond. The bed was not big, and his suitcase was placed next to the bed.
How could the eldest young master endure the fact that he had to live here for ten days in such a small house?
"Where?"
"In the suitcase."
The shower was turned off, and Fu Nanli's hand crossed the bathroom fence and hung outside.
He was tall, and the girth reached to his forehead. Water droplets dripped down his strong and strong arms to the slender and well-joined fingertips.
Maybe it was because the western sun had been shining all afternoon, and the room was warm. Wen Qiao's mind was in a mess, so he quickly ran to the bed and opened his suitcase.
There weren't many things inside, just a few sets of changes of clothes, packed into different categories in gray travel bags.
One pack of shirts, one pack of trousers, one pack of...underwear.
Wen Qiaoergen felt a little hot.
Feeling guilty as a thief, I opened the travel bag containing my underwear, hurriedly put it away, walked to the bathroom door with a blushing face, and muttered: "Why don't you take any clothes when you take a shower?"