Chapter 647

There is only a dim light in the dark dressing room, and only air conditioning is constantly emitting. Gu Xiaoai is only wrapped in a bathrobe, and her whole body is getting colder and colder. If she doesn't do anything, she will freeze to death here.

Gu Xiaoai gropes to the chair fixed on the floor, raises his leg and kicks it with all his strength

The chair is very close to the door, and the air conditioning is more serious.

Gu Xiaoai's body began to shiver, still kicking the chair and twisting the chair with her hands

I don't know how long later, the chair was finally pried off the floor by her.

Gu Xiaoai was panting for breath. He picked up his chair and groped for the window. The floor was covered with water. Gu Xiaoai fell and the water stains were like ice

The bite hurt and chilled her.

"Help! Is anyone there?! Is there anyone out there? "

There is still no response.

Gu Xiaoai clenched her teeth and stood up on the chair. She went to the window and raised the chair to smash the window. It took three times to smash the window.

Gu Xiaoai quickly pokes his head out of the empty window and sees the broken glass falling on the sunshade on the next floor. The pedestrians on the road don't hear anything

"Help! Help

Gu Xiaoai yelled. At the height of 20 stories, her voice went down and was overshadowed by the car honking.

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoai almost fell into tears.

She can't die here.

Dad is still waiting for her at home, she can't die

Gu Xiaoai took a few breaths of fresh air outside the window, raised his chair again and walked towards the door, using his last strength to hit the door.

"Bang Dang"

After a loud bang.

The door did not move.

The chair disintegrated

Tears still fell.

Gu Xiaoai squatted down and knelt on the ground, groping for the remains of the chair in the dark. Her hands were washed by the cold air, and she shivered with cold, holding the wooden citron of several chairs.

Gu Xiaoai tried to stand up, but he didn't have any strength in his body. His knees were frozen on the ground

Tears are falling down.

The air-conditioning at the door gushed in

Gu Xiaoai tried his best to make the last trace of willpower. With one hand on the ground, he stood up stiffly and struggled from the ground. Step by step, he walked to the window and poked out his head. His white arm was cut to bleed by the broken glass, and he didn't feel it

Gu Xiaoai threw the wood out of the window one by one.