Chapter 228

It's still a long way from the entrance. Moreover, this area used to be wasteland with rotten roads and overgrown weeds. The master has better skills during the day and can make do with it. At night, the car can't get in at all.

There's a call coming from my cell phone.

The light on the screen is dazzling in the dark.

When she fell just now, her mobile phone was thrown out. Yiqiao bit her teeth and reached for her body to pick up her mobile phone.

She thought it was mo Beiting.

It turned out to be a strange number.

"Hello?"

"I'm didi driver. It will take me about 20 minutes to get to your side..."

Hung up the phone, Yi Joe took off his shoes, reluctantly support from the ground, barefoot, mat jump out.

Occasionally step on the stone on the ground, that kind of pain, is even more penetrating!

Yi Qiao hesitated for a few seconds and wanted to call Mo Beiting. However, she didn't have a few steps to go, and the car called, so it's OK.

When she got to the entrance, she could not see any white color on her feet. The center of her foot was hurt by the stone, and the blood was mixed with the soil.

The driver hasn't arrived yet.

She's in a mess now, and there's nothing to pay attention to. She just sits on a big stone, and then she feels that the palm of her right foot is numb with pain.

……

Halfway through the car, the sky began to light rain, the more it rained, and soon the ground became wet.

The car stopped at the entrance of Repulse Bay villa. Mo Beiting's Land Rover just passed by. It seems that he is going out.

Yi Qiao paid the money and prepared to open the door.

The door was pulled away from the outside before the handle was pulled.

Mo Beiting stood outside, the rain falling on his hair and shoulders, his whole breath was too cold to approach.

Now in late autumn, the weather has been a little cool.

He added a very thin woollen medium length coat on the outside of his shirt, and his watch came out from the sleeve of his shirt!

Yi Qiao looked at him, thought for a moment, stretched out his hand to him, "give me a hug."

Mo Beiting thin lips slightly pursed, bent down to carry Yi Qiao out of the car.

The light in the car was too dim. He didn't pay attention to Yiqiao's feet before. When he took her out completely, Mo Beiting saw that her feet were not wearing shoes. They were dirty, and her left ankle was swollen like a pig's hoof.

My clothes are in a mess, and the make-up on my face is a little too much.

All in all, I'm like a stray cat.

"How did that happen?" He frowned, closed the door with his feet and carried her to the villa.

"It doesn't matter if you fall down accidentally."

Mo Beiting sneered, "all the shoes have fallen off?"

"If it's broken, just throw it away."

"Why don't you call me?" The tone is very heavy, there is a sense of complaint, punishment like tight arm.

Mo Beiting went to the bathroom with Yiqiao in his arms and washed the mud off her feet with a sprinkler. He thought it was just a sprained ankle and washed away the stains. The sole of his foot was full of wounds, big and small. When the mud got into the wound, it was already black.

The palm of the right foot is full of injuries, but the left ankle is swollen.

He immediately understood how it was caused, and a sneer spilled over his thin lips. "Shen Yiqiao, are you stupid? I'm going to send you a hero's plaque, isn't it? "

"No, I twisted it after I called a taxi."

Yi Qiao has been wringing eyebrows, wound stained with water, very painful.

It makes her less likely to talk.

"You go out first, I'll take a shower."

She ran three blocks after Fu Zhendong's car, and then went to the construction site of the resort. She was covered in mud and sweat. She couldn't sleep without taking a bath.

Mo Beiting could not get used to her dirty appearance. She clamored to take a bath, so she turned on the tap above the bathtub for her. "It's inconvenient for you to wash in the bathtub."

"Good."

"Call me when you're done."

"No, I can handle it myself." Mo Beiting sneered at her swollen ankles like steamed bread, and her tone became a little heavier. "If you go to the construction site, you can make yourself look like a ghost that has been severely abused. How do you plan to do it yourself? Jump out of the bathroom like a zombie? "

Yi Qiao's angry liver aches and glares at him angrily. "I just fell. Can you stop being so cynical?"

"So stupid that people have no desire to satirize."

Yi Qiao

I don't want to call Mo Beiting.

After taking a bath, she sat on the edge of the bathtub with her body propped up. The shelf of the bath towel was a little far away from her. She tried several times but didn't get it.