I really don't want a second marriage

No wonder she feels so choked and a little hot.

Xiaoyan was startled. He stood up from his chair and turned around to run outside.

The fire on the other side of the door hasn't spread, so Xiaoyan is still happy. Although she doesn't know why it caught fire, she should be fine as long as she goes out.

Only when Xiaoyan ran to the door to pull the door, he found that the door was locked.

The door was locked. She had just experienced it not long ago. When she realized that the door could not be opened, Jiang Xiaobai felt goose bumps all over her body. She pulled the door with numb scalp.

But no matter how hard she tried, there was no movement at the door.

What, what's going on

Did the fire want to burn her?

No, she can't die.

Xiao Yan patted the door hard, "is there anyone? Help!"

However, she seemed to be isolated in a world. No matter how she shouted and cried for help, no one heard her.

The fire is running fast. It was just over the dressing table. Now it has burned to the place where Xiao Yan was sitting.

The door was locked, and the mobile phone disappeared. She was alone in the house. Everything seemed to be arranged.

Someone wants to burn her on the wedding day.

After the idea formed in her mind, Xiaoyan felt cold all over her body. What to do, what to do, and how would she go out?

Why is she the only one left in the room? Where's the makeup artist?

No, she can't wait to die like this. She likes Han Qing for so many years. It's not easy to wait until today. She doesn't want to die in the fire like this.

But what will she do? On fire

Xiaoyan's eyes suddenly moved to another room, where the fire had not spread, and she remembered that there seemed to be a bathroom. If there was a bathroom, there should be water.

Thinking of this, she dyed a happy look on the top of her eyebrows and ran over quickly.

Fortunately, there was a small basin in the bathroom. Xiaoyan quickly took a basin of water and stumbled out. When she came out again, the fire had become bigger. A small basin of water was useless at all.

She can't put out such a fire if it goes on like this.

Xiaoyan went back to the bathroom, found something to plug the drain, then turned on all the faucets, and then opened the door of the bathroom.

Soon, the water in the faucet rushed out from the inside, because the water did not drain away from the drain, and soon spread to the outside.

She didn't know whether it was useful, but she couldn't put out the fire and was trapped in this room. The only way was to use water.

Of course, she was not lazy. Even if she had only a small basin in her hand, she still carried the water to put out the fire.

Although a little water can't play a big role in such a fire, Xiaoyan feels that at least it can make the fire burn slower, even if it's only a second, it's also to strive for vitality for himself.

She just hopes that everyone will find a fire here early and call the police.

She really, really doesn't want to die here.

She hasn't become Han Qing's wife, and hasn't even told him that she has his children. How can she be willing to die like this?

?

"It's on fire."

Han Muzi is holding Xiaomi Dou in her hand, followed by yetingchen. With Xiaodou sprouts in his arms, a family of four come to attend Han Qing's wedding with Xiaoyan.

There are many things in the front hall, and she is curious about what Xiaoyan's makeup will look like, so she still wants to take Xiaomi Dou to see how the bride's makeup looks today.

But just then, someone rushed in.

"Mr. Han, the dressing room is on fire."

Han Qingzheng entertained the guests. After hearing this, all the guests in the hall became a little restless.

"What's going on?"

"Well, why is it on fire?"

Han Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at the man. Out of breath, he ran to his side, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know what's going on. Miss Zhou's room suddenly caught fire. Just now, when the makeup assistant took breakfast to go in, he found that the door couldn't be opened. After a while, he smelled a burning smell..."

Before he finished, Han Qing was gone.

"What did you just say? What's going on?"

After Han Muzi asked, she hurriedly ran in the direction of Han Qing's disappearance. Halfway through the run, she turned her head and looked at the position of yetingchen: "take care of Xiaomi beans and Xiaodou sprouts."

The abandoned night Tingchen: "...."

"What's going on? Where's the fire? Is it where the bride stays?"

"My God, how could it be so coincidence? Did you call the police? Come on, call the fire alarm."

Night Tingchen looked at the messy wedding scene and looked at the two children around him. No, there is only one left now.

Because Xiaomi Dou had just slipped away while he wasn't paying attention and ran away with Han Muzi.

Damn it, this millet bean really makes trouble. There's a fire over there. What's he doing?

Night Tingchen gnashing his teeth, holding bean sprouts, he was about to follow.

"Tingchen."

A voice came from behind. Song an also heard about the fire, so he rushed over and saw that he was the only one left at the scene. He knew everything, so he stretched out his hand to him: "give me the bean sprouts to take care of. You hurry to follow and have a look. Remember to protect the safety of Muzi and Xiaomi beans, as well as your own. Do you hear me?"

"Thank you, aunt."

At this time, song an appeared to help him. It was a timely rain for yetingchen. After all, Xiaodou sprouts were too small. It was inconvenient to hold her.

"Go."

Yetingchen left soon.

On the other side, Luo Huimei and Zhou's father had reached Xiaoyan's makeup door. The people in this building had finished walking, leaving only the two of them. When they wanted to open the door, they found that the door was locked.

"What to do? The door can't be opened at all? Yan Yan, are you in there? Do you hear your mother's voice? Open the door quickly. It's on fire, son."

Luo Huimei was so anxious that she choked in her voice. What if her daughter was still inside? Why can't the door open?

Zhou's father also tried to open the door, then his face was dignified and said, "the lock should have been broken. It can't be opened from the outside and inside."

"What should I do? Old man, think of a way. Our Yan Yan is still inside. The smell is so strong that the fire must be big."

"Don't worry."

"Can I not worry? That's our daughter, our daughter, can I not worry?"

Luo Huimei said finally, she was so anxious that she shed tears. The makeup she had just put on was suddenly fainted by tears, but at the moment she couldn't care about anything.

"Come on, find a way!"

"Don't cry. Get out of the way first. I'll try if I can..."

Before the words were finished, a steady voice sounded from behind the two, "uncle and aunt, give way."