Xiao Ye took off his coat, his mood visibly sour, and tossed it to Yao Beidi, "Put it on."
Yao Beidi was somewhat dazed for a moment.
It was then that she noticed the bulletproof vest Xiao Ye was wearing.
The bullet had hit right on his bulletproof vest.
No wonder.
But if it was the bulletproof vest that took the hit, why had Xiao Ye been lying on the ground for so long?!
"Aren't you going to put it on?" Xiao Ye's eyes were cold.
Yao Beidi snapped out of it, looked down, and then saw herself in her current state...
Her face, previously devoid of color, "whoosh," flushed red, her neck so red it was unbearable.
She hastily picked up the clothes from the ground, hurriedly dressed, wrapped herself tightly, then squatted there, burying her head very low, with a look that wished she could disappear into the ground.
