The maintenance worker was indignant: "I'm telling the truth, he is a layman, and he has to guide me as an insider." ”

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang, and his leader pointed at him: "See? The eldest young master has repaired, there is a signal, who is an insider, who is a layman, okay, now no one can protect you. ”

Wen Qiao saw that Fu Nanli's face was covered with sweat, so he hurriedly touched the wrap of tissues and came out to help him wipe his sweat: "How can you still need to go up and repair the signal tower in person?" ”

"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, I can't be untrustworthy." ”

The mountains are full of unknown red berries, dusk and yellow among the lush grass and trees, his eyes are gentle and resolute, Wen Qiao's heart is filled with inexplicable emotions, and he said seriously: "You still have to focus on your safety." ”

"There's a safety buckle, it's safe, did you come by boat?"

"Hmm."

"Wait for me, I'll go back and take a shower and go back to Haicheng with you."

Wen Qiao couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that his shirt was soaked, "You should be very tired, rest here for one night, and go back tomorrow." ”

"Not tired."

The conditions on the island are average, Fu Nanli lives in the best bamboo house, in front of the bathroom, Wen Qiao stopped, his face was slightly red: "That...... Then I'll wait for you outside. ”

She and Lu Youyou sat on the beach in front of the bamboo hut, the wind rustling through the leaves of the palm trees.

In the bathroom, the water from the shower rushed down, and Fu Nanli felt comfortable, but there was a chill in his eyes.

It is true that the maintenance worker is of average level, but it is true that the saboteur destroys it thoroughly, and if he is not there, this signal tower will not be repaired in a few days.

There were four ships in total, all of which were broken.

Apparently someone did it deliberately.

Who knows that Jojo can't live without him?

It's for him?

Or is it for Jojo?

Things were a little confusing, and a few suspect candidates flashed through his mind, but he couldn't make too many guesses for a while.

Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou were squatting on the ground playing with the sand, and suddenly heard Fu Nanli's voice: "Qiaoqiao......"

Wincho pretended not to hear.

Lu Youyou touched her with his elbow: "What about your husband calling you?" ”

Wen Qiao glanced at her: "What nonsense?" ”

"Your boyfriend called you, okay?"

Wen Qiao hurriedly stood up, patted the sand on his body, and walked towards the bamboo house, "What's wrong?" ”

"I didn't have any clothes or towels, help me get them."

Wen Qiao looked around, the bamboo house was not big, the whole original window was outside the grove, and beyond was the beach, the bed was not big, and his suitcase was placed next to the bed.

With such a small room, he will live here for ten days, how can the eldest young master endure it?

"Where?"

"In the suitcase."

The shower was turned off, and Fu Nanli's hand crossed the bathroom wall and hung outside.

He was tall, and the wood reached his forehead, and drops of water dripped down his strong, powerful arms to his long, bony fingertips.

It may be that the sun in the west has shone all afternoon, the room is warm, Wen Qiao's head is messy, and he hurriedly ran to the bed to open his suitcase.

There wasn't much in it, just a few sets of changing clothes, sorted into gray travel bags.

A pack of shirts, a pack of trousers, a pack of ...... Panties.

Wen Qiaoergen had a fever.

I had a feeling of being a thief, opened the travel bag containing my underwear, hurriedly took it, walked to the bathroom door with a red face, and muttered, "Why don't you take your clothes in the shower?" ”

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