No wonder she felt so choked, and she felt a little hot.

Xiaoyan was startled and stood up from the chair, turned around and was about to run outside.

The fire on the other side of the door has not spread yet, so Xiaoyan was still happy. Although she didn't know why the fire was caught, it would be fine as long as she went out.

But when Xiaoyan ran to the door and wanted to pull the door, she found that the door was locked.

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

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

What, what's going on...

Is this fire trying to burn her to death?

No, she can't die.

Xiaoyan slapped the door hard, "Is there anyone? Help!"

However, she seemed to be isolated in a world, and no one heard her cry or cry for help.

The flames rushed very quickly. They were still on the dressing table just now, but they had already reached the place where Xiao Yan was sitting just now.

The door was locked and the phone was gone. She was the only one in the room, and everything seemed to be arranged.

Someone wanted to burn her to death on this wedding day.

After this thought formed in my mind, Xiaoyan felt cold all over her body. What should she do, what should she do, how should she get out?

Why is she the only one left in the room? What about the makeup artist?

No, she can't sit still and wait for death like this. She likes Han Qing for so many years and finally waited until today. She doesn't want to be buried in this fire just like this.

But, what should she do? When the fire is on...

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

Thinking of this, her eyebrows were filled with joy and she ran over quickly.

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

If this continues, she will not be able to put out such a fire.

Xiaoyan returned to the bathroom, found something to block the drainage port, then opened all the faucets, and then opened the bathroom door.

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

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

Of course, she was not lazy. Even though she had only a small basin of water on her hand, she still persisted in carrying the water over to put out the fire.

Although a little water does not play a big role in such a big fire, Xiaoyan thinks that at least it can make the fire slower, even if it only takes one second, it will also win vitality for himself.

She just hopes that everyone will notice a fire here soon and call the police.

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

She has not become Han Qing's wife yet, and has not even told him that she has his children, why is she willing to die like this?

.

“It’s on fire.”

Han Muzi held Xiaomidou in her hand, followed Ye Moshen next to him, and he held Xiao Douya in his arms, and the family of four came to attend Han Qing and Xiaoyan's wedding.

There are many things to do in the front room, and she is quite curious about what Xiaoyan will look like when she put on makeup, so she is still thinking about taking Xiaomidou over to see how the bride's makeup looks today.

But at this moment, someone rushed in.

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

Han Qing was entertaining guests, and the guests in the hall became a little anxious after hearing this.

"What's going on?"

"Why is it on fire?"

Han Qing narrowed his eyes and watched the man run to his side in anger, "What's wrong?"

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

Before he could finish his words, Han Qing in front of him was gone.

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

After Han Muzi asked, she hurriedly followed Han Qing's disappearance. After halfway through, she turned to look at Ye Moshen's position: "Please take care of Xiaomi beans and Xiaodou sprouts."

Ye Moshen, who was left behind: "..."

"What the hell is going on? Where is the fire? Is it the place where the bride stays?"

"My God, how could it be such a coincidence? Did you call the police? Hurry up, call the fire alarm."

Ye Moshen looked at the messy wedding scene and then looked at the two children around him. No, there was only one left now.

Because Xiaomidou had sneaked away while he was not paying attention and ran away with Han Muzi.

Damn, this Xiaomi Bean is really causing trouble. Why did he run over to do it when it catches fire?

Ye Moshen gritted his teeth and hugged the little bean sprouts and was about to follow him.

"Mo Shen."

A voice came from behind. Song An also heard about the fire incident, so he rushed over. Seeing that he was the only one left at the scene, he knew everything, so he stretched out his hand at him: "Leave the little bean sprouts to me to take care of. Follow him quickly and remember to protect the safety of Mu Zi and Xiaomidou, and yours, have you heard it?"

"Thank you, aunt."

At this time, Song An appeared to help him, which was a timely rain for Ye Moshen. After all, Xiao Douya was too small, so it was a bit inconvenient to hold her to do the facts.

"Go quickly."

Ye Moshen left soon.

At this time, Luo Huimei and Zhou's father had already arrived in front of Xiaoyan's makeup door. The people in this building had already walked, and the only two of them were left. When they wanted to open the door, they found that the door was locked.

"What should I do? The door is not open at all? Yan Yan, are you inside? Have you heard the sound of your mother? Open the door quickly, it's on fire, it's a child."

Luo Huimei was so anxious that she was choking in her voice. What if her daughter was really still inside? Why can't this door be opened?

Zhou's father also tried to open the door, and then said with a serious expression: "This lock must have been broken by someone, and it cannot be opened from the outside and inside."

"What should I do? Old man, please think of a solution. Our Yan Yan is still inside. It smells so big, so the fire must be quite high."

"Don't worry first."

"How can I not be in a hurry? That's our daughter, our daughter, how can I not be in a hurry?"

Luo Huimei was so anxious that she shed tears when she said that, she was so anxious that she could shed tears. The makeup she had put on just now was suddenly stained with tears, but at this moment she didn't care about anything.

"Let's think of a solution!"

"Stop crying, you get out of the way first, I'll try to see if I can..."
Chapter completed!