Office Love Affair: Reversal

I kept running and ran to the 12th floor. The stairs in fan Chili's room and the corridor outside were also on fire, but it just started to burn, and the fire was relatively small. In fact, I don't quite understand how to burn it... Where did it come from? Is it the balcony in the room?

I covered my mouth and rushed out, rushed to the side where the fire was small, smashed a fire box, took a flashlight and an axe, smashed the nozzle with an axe to make the water bigger, and my whole head was washed under the water. All the way up, I couldn't open my eyes. It was much more comfortable to let the water flush. After washing my head, I wet my upper body and trouser legs. I want to get wet all over my body, but I have a lot of things in my pocket and my passport.

When it was done, I took a deep breath and rushed to fan Chili's room on the other side.

Knocking on the door, I didn't respond. I hit it with an axe. It took me dozens of seconds to open the door!

There is smoke in fan Chili's room, and the curtains outside the balcony have been burned. I couldn't find fan chili, but I saw the bathroom door closed. I broke it open. I saw fan chili sleeping on the floor. She was naked and her forehead was a little red and swollen. I don't know if she accidentally dozed off somewhere!

Fortunately, I came back. Fan chili fainted!

I know, fan chili was not fainted by smoke. There was no smoke in the bathroom. She fainted. Yes, I definitely fainted. I saw two bags of shampoo on the wash basin. It should have been opened when fan chili washed his hair. It took one and a half bags, and the other half flowed to the ground, leaving a large area with a faint footprint on it. I think fan chili slipped on the shampoo on the ground, and then I don't know where he dozed, or the bathtub behind, or the stainless steel ring plate controlling cold and hot water, but I think the chance of washing hands is greater. Anyway, fan chili fainted

"Pepper, pepper!" I patted fan Chili's face.

There was no response. At first, there was no response. I shouted five or six times and photographed five or six times before I woke up fan chili. As soon as she woke up, she saw herself naked or didn't see clearly that it was me. She slapped me and kicked me. She didn't know where to touch. She touched a hard object on my head, and immediately knocked an inch of my temple, bleeding, and blood flowed from my ears, Fan pepper must have seen it. It's stupid

I also saw fan chili holding a brush.

I stared at fan chili, then went out and covered my wound with a towel before going out.

I looked outside the balcony. It was burning. The curtains fell to the ground, the carpet and the door were burning. It was burning inside. I tore the towel to one side and lengthened it. I stuffed some paper towels into the wound, wrapped it around my head, and then helped fan chili pack up her things, turned the drawer, and put her passport, mobile phone and cash into her backpack.

When I did all the above, fan chili, who was wearing a nightgown, looked at me behind her. She found a fire. There was thick smoke in the room, and smoke rushed in through the door in the corridor outside. Besides, the balcony outside was burning, and the door and carpet were burning

"Change your clothes." I took a suit of clothes from the wardrobe and stuffed it into fan pepper. "This suit is the innermost and the Nightgown is the outside. You must be fast, otherwise it's too late."

Fan pepper looked at it and didn't move.

"Hurry up. If you have any grudges, just run away." I almost asked fan pepper!

Fan chili grabbed the clothes in my hand and was ready to enter the bathroom. I immediately grabbed her. Fan chili looked at me puzzled.

"I want to use the bathroom. You can only change it here." With that, I took the quilt into the bathroom.

I put the quilt into the bathtub. There was a tank of water in the bathtub. It should be fan chili to prepare for the bath, but she fainted before washing. Soon, the quilt was completely wet, but I think the quilt is too thin. Due to the climate problem in Thailand, the quilt is really thin and not safe enough. It seems that I have to take down the sheets. The two sheets together will be thicker and safer.

Think about it. I'll turn out.

Fan chili changed her clothes halfway. She was buttoning her bra. When she saw me coming out, she stopped. I pretended that I didn't see anything. I pulled the sheets and returned to the bathroom. After wetting, I wetted two bath towels before I came out. At this time, fan chili had put on his clothes and stood looking at me. Occasionally, I looked at the fire on the balcony. The thick smoke rolled up, and the whole sky was full of black smoke.

I took out all the odds and ends in my pocket, put them all in the back of fan chili, tore two wet towels into two sections, wrapped fan Chili's nose down, and then put the wet quilt and sheets on fan chili. Fan chili didn't speak in the whole process, but looked at me. It was a bunch of eyes full of love.

I looked at the whole room. There was nothing useful. I opened the left and right drawers and searched all corners. I hope to find a gas mask, but I'm sorry I didn't find it. Finally, I opened the box containing paper towels and took a layer of oil paper inside. The oil paper is transparent and can be used to cover my eyes. I can see the road without being smoked, but I tried it. It's not big enough for two people.

"Do you have sunglasses?" I asked fan chili, "where is it?"

"What are you doing? On the outside of the backpack. "

I turned my backpack, and sure enough, I turned out a pair of sunglasses on the outer layer, with a big frame. I smashed the lens, went to fan pepper, pasted fan pepper's eyes with oil paper, and helped her put on the frame. It was perfect. It was just clamped, and the oil paper couldn't fall off.

Armed with fan pepper, I turned and walked into the bathroom. I soaked myself in the bathtub and wet myself. When I came out, I wrapped my nose down, so that I could avoid the thick smoke temporarily. This is the only way I can do.

"I can give you a quilt." Fan chili said.

"No!" I said, then I picked up fan Chili's backpack, took a flashlight and an axe, and said to fan chili, "it may be burning outside. You put on the quilt, lift it over your head, and wrap your head together."

Fan chili did as I said, and soon finished

"Are you ready?"

Fan chili nodded. She didn't panic and kept calm. She belonged to her calm. The most feeling I saw in her eyes was sadness. She always looked at the wound I was hurt by her. I guess there was a lot of blood in that part. The towel was red, otherwise she wouldn't often look at it. In short, fan chili is hurting me. She hurts me. I'm very glad to be hurt by her. I think it's worth it.

"Go out of the door and turn left. After running about 40 or 50 meters, there is a door, which is the stair door." I said to fan chili, "we're going down the stairs."

When I opened the door, a thick smoke rushed in at once, so that I could hardly open my eyes.

The corridor outside was already burning. Except for the ceiling, there were flames on both walls and the ground. The fire was bigger than I thought.

Son of a bitch, do you have to rush out at a sprint speed? Forty or fifty meters. Can shoes stand it?

The broken hotel doesn't know any fire-fighting system. There is only an alarm sound, but there is no water spraying down. Are those sprinklers decorative? Each floor is like this ghost, or there is only a little water, which can't put out the fire at all.

I closed the door. I don't think I can rush out like this.

I thought about it. I took out some fan pepper clothes from the wardrobe, rushed into the bathroom, wet them and tied them to my feet, even my shoes. It's wet. It's estimated that it can last for a while, just tens of meters. If I can run from the fire, I'll be successful.

"Hehe, do you mind if I take your clothes and pad your shoes?" It's a disaster. I'm still in the mood to joke. I'm really not a fucking person.

Fan pepper frowned and didn't speak.

All right, I'll get my backpack to the front.

"I carry you on my back. As soon as I open the door, you jump up, cover your head, lie on my back, don't think about anything, don't look at anything."

"I don't need your back!"

"What's your strength?" I have a fire, "go out first. If you want to fight or scold outside, it's up to you!"

Fan chili had no words and his expression was a little wronged.

"Ready, I'll open the door!"

When I opened the door, fan chili immediately jumped on my back. I stepped on the fire on my back and rushed towards the stairs. In fact, it was not rush. I couldn't rush with a person on my back unless it was a child. Or... You're reading martial arts novels, but martial arts novels... It's estimated that you can jump from the 13th floor when you open the window. What stairs do you use? I didn't carry a child. I walked very slowly. It was OK to start walking twenty or thirty meters. Then my feet began to get hot. I bit my teeth and hid.

I succeeded in carrying fan chili into the stairs, but I think my feet are blistering and my shoes are hot. I can't wait to open a bottle of mineral water to make me feel better. I have two bottles of mineral water, but I dare not use it up. I just drenched one bottle.

"How's it going?" Fan pepper looked at me worried.

"It's all right. It's a little hot." I stood up and pulled fan chili down the floor. I felt it was wrong to run two floors.

Why didn't anyone come up to save us? Is there too much fire down there?

I stopped and didn't go again, because... If the stairs could go, someone must come up from the stairs to save us, but not now. What does it mean? First, they can't get up, or the firefighters are catching up and putting out the fire at the same time, but the fire is too big and the speed of coming up is very slow. Second, I think there is no one on the hotel, the fire is big and dangerous, and the firefighters are helpless.

Should the second possibility be greater than the first? I ran back and forth for so many layers and didn't see anyone. I didn't know how long I fainted in the elevator. What if the evacuation had been completed at that time? But fan chili is still there. If I fainted for a long time, did fan chili also faint for a long time? Why not evacuate fan pepper when evacuating? Is there anyone in the room that the hotel won't know? I guess I'll call you? Shit, I remember. Fan chili pulled out the phone. When she lost her temper and hit me with something, the second hit was the telephone.

"What's the matter?" Fan chili said, "why don't you go?"

"Go, go now."

I pulled fan chili down again.

When the sixth floor arrived, there was obviously a lot of smoke here. When I opened the door, there was a big fire outside the corridor. The fire was much stronger than on the twelfth floor. We couldn't escape from the fire at all.

I quickly closed the door and ran back with fan chili.