Being His Little Fox

And this moment was only a matter of seconds. At the moment of the disaster, she gritted her teeth to endure the breath and led the firefighters through the fire. She was wearing a spare firefighting suit, but her hair and clothes were hot He was soaked, and he was panting heavily against the wine shelf. The towel in his hand was already dry, and all he breathed in was the heat of the lungs.

His back was sweaty, his face turned red and white, his breathing was getting harder and harder, and his entire lungs felt extremely uncomfortable as if being squeezed by something.

The firefighters noticed that her condition was not right for the first time, and quickly said: "I will let someone **** you out!"

When Tang Si drove out, he had already reported the positions he had written down. A recorder recorded them instantly and sent them to the lower division of labor.

In an instant, the fire truck was extinguishing the fire outside, and there were cars driving out one by one on the fire site inside.

People in the mall were also evacuated.

The whole speed is very fast.

"Is there anyone? Come and protect this wine cellar, and there is a citizen in it, come and get her out."

"There are not enough manpower. Can you bring someone over?"

Human safety comes first, and someone will always come.

Song Yi listened to their conversation, she supported the shelf of the wine cellar: "I will go out by myself, find a car and wait, someone will come and drive away, right?"

She has a weak tone.

"Can you do it?" The firefighter looked at Song Yi, she was like a faint flower, and she seemed to pass out in the next second, her hair wet tightly against her cheeks.

Song Yi didn't want to cause them trouble.

"It works," she said.

The fireman gave her the coat and hat and asked her to put it on. Song Yi didn't feel any better. On the contrary, the outfit seemed heavy.

...If she can go out alive, she must exercise her body. Sometimes, a body with good endurance and a healthy body can really save lives.

When a disaster strikes, you will always last longer, waiting for rescue. It is not that the body cannot support it and cannot wait for rescue.

With all her strength, she saw a white car. He couldn't lift his feet anymore, and fell down not far from the white car.

She clasped her hands tightly, clothes, hoping... hoping she could live.

His eyes were slightly closed, tears streaming down his cheeks, merging with sweat.

"Song Yi, Song Yi." In a daze, Song Yi heard someone calling her.

The voice is so nice, it seems, it seems to be Tang Si's voice...

Are hallucinations beginning to appear?

She opened her eyes with all her strength, only vaguely saw a tall figure, wearing a fire suit squatting in front of her.

She pulled her lips slightly, how could Tang Si be here? He was not a fireman. Maybe he didn't even know he was going to die.

Song Yi felt that she was being picked up, and her forearm was scalded with the scorching heat, and she felt like she was about to burn.

The man hugged her, walked to the car, placed it in the co-pilot, Song Yi frowned uncomfortably, this strength was not very gentle.

Immediately, he drove the car out--

She only vaguely heard the voice: "The girl from the wine cellar is here. I have found it."

The car was very bumpy, and the heat swept over her. The fire started to burn the foam cartons in the parking lot, and now it has burned to the car...Dangerous, close at hand.

She was uncomfortable in the co-pilot, and murmured in her voice: "Tang Si...I feel a little pain..."

Tang Si could hear her even if her voice was small.

"Where does it hurt?" He drove the car and didn't stop for a second. The smoke was so heavy that he could hardly see the road ahead.

Song Yi: "Ass hurts."

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