Of course, the waiter couldn't accept his fate.

The second sister tried her best to throw the burning house into the lake and put out the fire.

He must not let his second sister down.

While sinking, he tried his best to hold his breath, and quickly took off his jacket and threw it away.

Although he can't help but understand the basic principles.

As long as he relaxes his body, his body can float on the water.

He is cold and calm by nature, and even in drowning, he maintains the maximum calmness.

He closed his eyes, relaxed his limbs, and stopped struggling.

Slowly, he floated up and flowed down the lake along with the water.

Until his hand touched a piece of wood, he immediately seized the only opportunity, hugged the wood, and refused to let go.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

The waiter grabbed the wood and he was saved.

The wood was charred, obviously falling from the house that was disintegrated.

The flowing water is very fast.

The waiter floated in the wood for a long time and was stopped by a crooked tree that bent towards the lake.

He climbed to the shore with the tree in his arms, and he had already consumed all his strength.

I can no longer move.

Lying under the night sky, he was soaked all over. Although the night wind was cold, he felt comfortable and quiet.

This cool and cold feeling is thousands of times stronger than the burning feeling trapped in a burning house.

"Help, help!"

Zhaohui's shouts came from afar.

She is still in the water.

The waiter didn't move.

He didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Zhaohui swallowed a few sips of water and struggled to float over. She was also blocked by the crooked tree for luck.

She used her hands and feet together and climbed up in a mess. When she saw the waiter lying on the ground, she was startled and asked loudly: "Are you dead?"

"You're dead."

"...Why don't you make a sound? I'm scared to death." Zhaohui crawled to him and lay down exhausted.

Only the night wind blows.

They lay motionless.

After a long time, Zhaohui relaxed a little and said, "You have already been ashore. I just shouted for help, why didn't you come to help me?"

The waiter closed his eyes and said indifferently for a while: "Why should I help you?"

"you--"

Zhaohui was so angry that she suffocated, "After all, I fell into this field to save you. What's wrong with me after you're saved? Are you a person without a conscience?"

The waiter said: "If I were not Prince Lian, but Xiangqiulang, would you rush into the sea of ​​fire to save me?"

Zhaohui is speechless.

The waiter said coldly: "You save me not because you are kind, but because of my identity and status. You are just a civilian from a remote tribe, why should I take my own care to save you?"

Zhaohui laughed angrily: "What kind of fallacy are you? You are so heartless!"

"Well, you have a conscience and scold your fiancé like a dog, and you don't give him any face."

"...Who told him to pester me? He was thick-skinned. If I didn't scold him, he wouldn't leave."

"I see that you have a thick face, and you can even sacrifice your life for a man who has met no more than three times."

“…”

Zhaohui was so angry that she stopped talking.

She was afraid that if she continued to talk, she would really be angry to death if she couldn't get up in one breath.

In addition, she felt a scorching pain on her face.

I didn't care about it before, but now the coolness has dissipated and the burning feeling on my face is getting stronger.
Chapter completed!