The deflagration occurred in an instant, the flames spread all the way down the cheap wallpaper, and the entire row of wardrobes smashed down, and the red flames that rose to the sky, she took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Shen Sihuan felt as if he was in a furnace, and there would be a popping sound from time to time in all directions. She couldn't tell the way, her hair, skin, and even her eyelashes were about to be scorched.

Instinctively, she stepped back all the way to the balcony.

This was not the best option to save herself, but in a hurry, she had no other way out.

She squatted on the ground with her ears covered, was she going to be burned here today? But the charred corpse must be terrifying, she doesn't want Wen Yan to see her like that......

She gritted her teeth, stood up tremblingly, and then used her hands and feet together and climbed for a long time before finally standing on the stone fence.

But her eyes were closed, her knees were weak, and she really didn't have the courage to open her eyes and look down.

The tongue of fire behind her was pressed against her back, and there was no time for her to hesitate.

"Don't be afraid! Shen Sihuan, you can! Wen Yan...... Farewell......"

She was about to lift her foot, but her right hand was suddenly grabbed by a hot palm. She looked back and saw Wen Yanzheng standing there with a scorched face. Cloaked in sparks and black smoke, his hair was clumpy, but he looked up at her and smiled.

Tears flowed quietly, and the corners of her mouth curled.

As soon as he lifted his feet, he easily stood beside her and held her tightly in his arms.

"It's a miracle that I'm here," he said. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be able to take you out anymore......"

"yes, okay." She hugged him back, smiling reassuringly and contentedly.

Behind them was billowing smoke and flames, a shocking and yet desperate sight that seemed to open the gates of hell.

He wented her one last time and whispered in her ear, "But, Huanhuan, I still want to take you home......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tightened his arms, pressed the back of her head with one hand, and wrapped the other around the back of her waist.

Then, one turned around and fell backwards with his back down.

With the whistling evening breeze in his ears, the debris and dust raised by the sudden explosion above, and the screams and shouts of the crowd below, Shen Xihuan lay in his arms, surprisingly calm.

Until there was a loud "bang", they fell on the roof of an empty car, and in an instant, the window glass shattered and burst.

For a while, there was silence all around, and she was in severe pain, and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is a few unfamiliar faces, standing on the side of the road, almost all of them holding their mobile phones and taking pictures in this direction.

Sensing her gaze, they discussed:

"Look! The woman is still alive! ”

"! I didn't die when I jumped off the ninth floor! ”

"Because someone used her as a backrest......"

“……”

She came back to her senses and felt the warmth and softness of the person beneath her. Even though she was still alive, she felt like the sky was falling, and she was extremely scared.

"Wen Yan? You...... What do you think? ”

She struggled to her upper body, trying to see him. But a big hand pressed on the back of her head again, and the force was very light, but it still pressed her back.

"Good ......"

Squeezing out only a muffled syllable, he coughed, and the smell of blood filled the air.

She hugged him with a blank but panicked expression, and said, "Okay, Wen Yan, I will be very well-behaved." Shall we go home together? ”

The palms on the back of his head and back of his waist were getting colder and colder, and before his hands slipped off, he replied softly and gently: "Good ......" Bailu "100 billion pet marriage: Mr. Wen, be good!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.