Mr.Cheng, I just want to be your baby

What's the smell of burning?

Jing wrinkled his nose and took a breath to make sure he didn't smell wrong. It's really the smell of burning things.

Is there a fire somewhere?

Just wondering, there were noisy footsteps and calls in the corridor.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Jing was stunned. He quickly ran to the door and opened the door. There were running people in the corridor, some in pajamas, some wrapped in bath towels, and some barefoot

"Classmate, where is the fire?"

"Downstairs!"

Jingyi dormitory is on the fifth floor, and there are four floors downstairs. She doesn't know which floor is on fire, but no matter which floor, it is extremely dangerous when she is high.

Without enough time to think, Jing immediately turned back to the dormitory, grabbed his backpack and small laptop, brought the delicious food from home that hadn't been put into the refrigerator, and left the dormitory.

On the third floor, Jing Yi knew that things were much more serious than she thought. It was not how big the fire was, but the panic caused by everyone's fear of the fire. The crowd screamed, crowded, pushed and trampled, and became a pot of porridge.

Especially on the stairs, the sound of crying, swearing and shouting mixed together, which was very harsh.

Others run for their lives regardless of anything. Some even run out of the dormitory wearing only underwear.

Jing looked down at herself. She not only had neat clothes and shoes, but also ran away with her valuables in the dormitory.

Is it that others cherish life too much, or does she love money too much?

Alas, everyone has his own ambition.

Jing sighed and continued to go downstairs. There were probably too many things. Walking, she magically found that there were fewer and fewer people behind her. Then she turned around and looked next to her. She was standing still on the escalator from the fourth floor to the third floor!

"The second floor is on fire!"

There was a sudden cry below. The already crowded crowd was like ants on a hot pot.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Jing Yi cried three times in a row, but he still couldn't control his center of gravity. His body fell to the crowd in front of him under the force of the back.

It's over!

Jing Yi silently pinched sweat for himself in his heart, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

However, the expected pain did not come. On the contrary, it seemed that he was still in a warm embrace.

The nasal cavity was filled with a familiar but strange smell. Jing Yi slowly opened his eyes.

It should be an illusion, otherwise how could she see chengjingzhou?

"It's all right. Don't be afraid."

Until the man's soft voice sounded in his ears, Jing Yi knew that it was not an illusion.

The real chengjingzhou is in front of her.

"Why are you here?"

Jing blurted out without thinking.

"Jingyi, are you okay?" Huo Nuan was talking. She went up the stairs from the crowd, stood on the first floor of Jingyi, looked up at her, and answered her question for chengjingzhou. "I don't think you're downstairs. I'm afraid you're taking a bath and don't know there's a fire downstairs. Let Jingzhou accompany me to find you. Aren't you hurt?"

As soon as Jing looked at Huo Nuan and chengjingzhou, he suddenly understood one thing.

She came out of chengjingzhou's arms, "sorry to worry you, I'm fine."

It turns out that Huo Nuan's boyfriend is chengjingzhou.

Jing Yi suddenly felt that what was burning at this time was not the dormitory, but her heart.

She knew that she was not qualified to dictate other people's feelings, but she was really angry. Why were they two together?

If this is chengjingzhou's revenge, he succeeded.