Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 245 opened him

The maintenance worker was filled with righteous indignation: "I'm telling the truth. He is a layman and he insists on guiding me as an expert."

Suddenly his cell phone rang, and his leader pointed at him: "Have you seen? The young master has fixed it, and there is a signal. Who is an expert, who is an amateur, well, now no one can keep you."

Seeing the sweat on Fu Nanli's face, Wen Qiao quickly touched the paper towel and came out to wipe 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 squeezed her face: "I promised you to go back today. I can't say nothing."

The mountains and plains are full of unknown red berries, faint yellow caged among the lush greenery, his eyes are gentle and firm, and Wen Qiao's heart is filled with inexplicable emotions, and he earnestly said: "It's still your safety."

"There are safety buckles. It's safe. Did you come by boat?"

"Ok."

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

Wen Qiao could not help feeling distressed when he saw his shirt soaked, "You should 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 walking, his face turned 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 the palm tree leaves with a rustle.

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.

The maintenance workers are of average level, but it is true that the saboteurs have done the damage thoroughly. If he is not there, the signal tower may not be repaired in a few days.

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

Obviously someone did it deliberately.

Who knows that Jojo can't live without him?

Is it for him?

Or was it for Jojo?

Things were a little confusing, and there were several suspect candidates flashing in his mind, but he couldn't make too many guesses for a while.

Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou squatted on the ground playing in the sand, and suddenly heard Fu Nanli's voice: "Qiao Qiao..."

Wen Qiao pretended not to hear.

Lu Youyou touched her with her elbow: "Does your husband call you?"

Wen Qiao glanced at her: "What nonsense?"

"Does your boyfriend call you, okay?"

Wen Qiao quickly stood up, patted the sand on her body, and walked to the bamboo house, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't take the clothes or towels. Help me take them."

Wen Qiao looked around and found that the bamboo house was not big, and there was a small forest outside the original window, and then there was the beach. The bed was not big, and his suitcase was beside the bed.

Such a small house allowed him to live here for ten days. How could the eldest master stand it?

"where is it?"

"In the suitcase."

The shower was off, and Fu Nanli's hand hung outside over the bathroom wood.

He is tall and the wood can reach his forehead, and drops of water drip down his sturdy arms to the slender fingertips.

Maybe it was the sun shining all afternoon, the room was warm and Wen Qiao's head was in a mess, and he hurried to the bed to open his suitcase.

There is not much in it, just a few sets of changed clothes, which are packed in gray travel bags.

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

Wen Qiao Ergen felt a little hot.

With a feeling of guilty conscience, he opened the travel bag containing the underwear, hurriedly took it, blushed and walked to the bathroom door, muttering: "Why don't you take the clothes in the bath?"

(End of this chapter)