Chapter 18

"Shit."

After repeated five or six times, Mo Beiting finally couldn't help being rude. He picked up the car key on the table, took off the clothes on the clothes hanger, put them on his body and went out of the door.

The rain is like splashing water, the wiper is adjusted to the fastest speed, and it doesn't have the slightest effect!

The line of sight is only within one meter.

Mo Beiting tightened his brows and finally saw Shen Yiqiao sitting on the side of the road after driving half the distance.

Fortunately, the color of her clothes is eye-catching. She is still under the street lamp. If she is all black, she will have to sit here all night!

Such a heavy rain, it is late at night, there is no car on the road, she squatted there alone, especially poor.

Mo Beiting watched for a while, parked the car on the side of the road, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, trying to see when she would have action. This stupid woman, in such a heavy rain, didn't know to find a place to escape. She deserved to freeze to death.

After a cigarette, Shen Yiqiao was still sitting there.

Mo Beiting crushed the cigarette butt heavily in the garbage can, stepped down the accelerator, and the car "whew" rushed to her.

Yi Qiao dizzy almost fell to the ground, heard the brake sound, raised his head to sweep a look!

Black, Mercedes Benz G-class, Mo Beiting.

Several key words flashed through her mind and finally became an important message.

Mo Beiting is looking for her!

But this kind of car is not rare. She is not sure if she doesn't see the license plate number, because the man's attitude is really abominable.

She got up from the ground with her body propped up, went around the front of the car to the co pilot, and specially looked at the license plate. It was him.

The door closed, and the rain was finally cut off.

Yi Qiao is all wet. As soon as she sits down, her chair gets wet. But now she has no strength to pay attention to these details. She only knows that if she doesn't go home again, she may faint in Mo Beiting's car!

By instinct, fasten your seat belt, close your eyes, want to sleep for a while, and wake up when you get off.

"Did you see the license plate?"

Mo Beiting's attention was on her all the time. Naturally, he noticed her bending down. The tight curve of her face slowed down a little, and she was still a little alert.

"Yes." Ejiao made a single sound from her throat.

"It's not my car?"

She took her energy out and thought for a moment, "I'll be there, too."

If she doesn't get on the bus, she can only stay in the rain all night. There are no shops around here, and there is no shelter at all.

"Oh," the man sneered and turned the steering wheel. Yiqiao was thrown close to the car door, but she didn't have much strength to control her body. She had to drift with the tide. "You should be glad that I didn't meet the pervert who killed or raped the corpse."

She thought, "I don't think anyone will drive a luxury car to do such a bad thing." but she had no strength to speak. She just nodded and agreed!

Yi Qiao doesn't remember how he went back.

When she got home, she insisted on taking a bath!

Mo Beiting changed her shoes and twisted her to go to the room: "I'll wash it tomorrow. I'll change my clothes first and blow dry my hair."

"No," Yi Qiao was already in a semi coma, but he was very stubborn about taking a bath. He was so angry that he didn't let Mo Beiting pull her. He was like a child. "I want to take a bath, I want to take a bath."

Mo Beiting laughingly watched her pout to protest. His eyes were dark and wet. When he glared at him, he was not as cold as usual. He felt that his heart was like a feather, soft and itchy.

Inexplicable put soft voice: "darling, don't make trouble, you are sick now, clean up after taking medicine to sleep."

"I want to take a bath, Lu Yan, you bastard."

The faint smile on Mo Beiting's face instantly converged. He walked forward two steps, and didn't stop until he reached Yi Qiao. He asked: "who is Lu Yan?"

Yi Qiao's wandering thoughts sobered up. In fact, when she blurted out Lu Yan's name, she was a little bit sober!

Looking at her, Mo Beiting turned and walked to the bathroom, "I'll take a bath."

She's a little overwhelmed.

When I close the door, I feel black in front of my eyes. My mind is buzzing. I turn on the tap by instinct. It's very comfortable to get hot water on my body. My cold body slowly recovers its temperature!

She reached for the shampoo on the shelf, and when it was dark, she slipped

Yi Qiao fainted.

In the bathroom.

Mo Beiting choked his anger. As soon as he lit a cigarette, he heard a bang coming from the bathroom, followed by the cluttering sound of bottles falling to the ground.

He frowned, took a few steps, held the doorknob, twisted it and locked it.

"Shen Yiqiao."

No one should.

Mo Beiting kicked the door open, and saw Yi Qiao lying on the ground, curling up with wet hair.

"Shit, Shen Yiqiao, you stupid woman."