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"You're ugly when you cry." Xu Yimo gave her a faint glance, and her low voice was restrained.

Didn't he protect her well? But this woman how still so uneasy, such a cry, his excellent self-restraint is a little strained.

Lin Xiahua bit his lip and looked at him fiercely. He had to bear it, but his tears were still streaming, and his eyes were staring at the wound on his leg.

Xu Yimo took her from the bedroom to the living room, but the fire here is bigger than before. At this moment, the direction of the front door is blocked by the burning debris, so it's not easy to go.

The burn itself was painful, and he was still holding someone.

"You put me down." Lin Xiahua bit his lip and reached out to push him away, holding his hand tightly.

She also saw the situation in front of her. The fire here was getting bigger and bigger, and there were so many obstacles ahead. He could go out alone, but he was a drag with himself.

"Don't make a noise." Xu Yimo frowned. Her dark eyes were staring at the fire in front of her, trying to take her out a little bit. What she touched was another piece of fire. She obviously felt that the man was stiff.

Lin Xiahua bit his lip and tried to push him away. Looking at him, he frowned and said, "Xu Yimo! Don't you hate me very much? If you let go of me and I die here, you can get married with Lin Doukou. I don't want you to save me! "

Her voice was trembling, and her red eyes were staring at him.

Yes, she also said what she had hidden in her heart for a long time. Although it was not appropriate, she also wanted to hear his answer inexplicably.

Xu Yimo's sword eyebrows frowned, his eyes passed her deeply, and his thin lips spat out cool words: "Lin Doukou is worried about you, I don't want her to live in guilt for the rest of her life."

Lin Xiahua looked at his cold, expressionless face and was stunned.

It's because of Lin Doukou again. All he did was just because of Lin Doukou, and even because of Lin Doukou's worry, he could save himself in such a big fire.

Even if you hurt yourself.

Thanks to what she had expected in her heart, it turned out that it was just her own self indulgence.

Sipping her lips, Lin Xiahua didn't refuse him, and she felt more and more dizzy. The strong burning smell in the air accompanied by carbon dioxide drilling into her lungs.

She gradually some consciousness is not clear, look at Xu Yimo's eyes also have some lax up.

The hand holding him tightly at the corner of his coat was a little loose, and her consciousness became a little chaotic. Finally, when the last trace of reason dissipated, she attached to his ear and tried her best to say, "Xu Yimo, you let me go, my life is worthless."

Drooping his eyes, he saw the woman in his arms drooping her hand. His dark eyes darkened. The hand holding her wrist tightened tightly. Looking at the tongue of fire in front of her, he stepped forward with a slightly trembling step.

When we were about to get to the door, there was a "click" sound on the roof. Then, the last screw of the crystal crane was broken and hit them straight.

Xu Yimo looks a Lin, want to throw Lin Xiahua out, but looking at the raging tongue of fire, he finally had to tightly embrace her, protect her under the body.

The heavy crystal chandelier fell down on him. His thin lips were tight, and his strong and broad body trembled slightly. Then, a bloodstain appeared on the white shirt on his back.

Xu Yimo removed the heavy chandelier, picked up Lin Xiahua again, and ran out in a hurry.

The whole corridor was spread by the fire, with Lin Xiahua rushed to the end of the corridor stairs, only to see the fire-fighting staff here, too late to think, he immediately put the coma of Lin Xiahua to one of them, low way: "save her."

"Xu Mr. Xu... " Here, the staff member took over Lin Xiahua in a hurry, looking at the bloodstain and the burned legs, his voice trembled slightly.

Xu Yimo nodded and asked them to take Lin Xiahua to the hospital. But in the next second, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Mr. Xu!" The staff here were startled.

Suddenly, a group of people gathered around and took Xu Yimo and Lin Xiahua downstairs. Outside, the fire engine and ambulance rushed to the car and put the two people in the car. They quickly disappeared into the night.

Lin Doukou is standing outside the door. When she sees people coming out, she keeps up with the ambulance and finds Xu Yimo in a mess. Her long legs are covered with blood and flesh.

Tears suddenly can't help falling down, she rushed up, tightly grasped Xu Yimo's wrist, looking at him sobbing.

Why?

He has always been a cleanliness addict. He has been in business for so many years, and he never does anything without return.

But now, for the sake of Lin Xiahua, what's good about that worthless cheap woman?