Chapter 117.2

Just as Liang Xiaoyu was struggling to get his feet off his high heels, the collapsed concrete storage tank exploded, and the extremely strong shock wave rolled up the cement blocks and the surrounding support steel blocks and hit around

"Liang Xiaoyu." Seeing that Xiao Yu is about to be attacked by the aftershocks, Xin Zezhao subconsciously returns to embrace Liang Xiaoyu's delicate body from behind.

Familiar with the cold breath, I surrounded myself for a long time. The noise and scream seemed to disappear. The whole world was silent, except for the sharp and powerful heartbeat of Liang Xiaoyu's ear, the faint smell of tobacco mixed with the strong smell of cement dust.

"Dong." The impact of the object makes Liang Xiaoyu's heart beat like a beating. He reflects how dangerous he is. A heavy heart surges into his heart. His eyes turn red and he cries: "Xin Zezhao!"

"Xin Zezhao, talk to me!" Without a response, Liang Xiaoyu's whole heart is raised, and his mind is filled with horrified thoughts. His hands and feet can't help getting cold.

To break free from the high heels, Liang Xiaoyu turns around and looks up, stares at Xin Zezhao, who is suffering the attack from behind. His cold hands tremble and touch his pale face.

"Just run by yourself! What are you doing with me As the wind blows through Xin Zezhao's face, Liang Xiaoyu's tears can no longer help falling.

At this time, xinzezhao is a hand into her ribs, her head gently down his arms, all-round protection of her, for her to resist all the danger.

As the storm gradually subsided, Xin Zezhao snorted in pain. He was so surprised that Liang Xiaoyu in his arms struggled out of Xin Zezhao's arms.

"How are you, Xin Zezhao?" With a strong nasal cry and clear tears on his face, Xin Zezhao's eyes softened and stretched out his hand to smooth Liang Xiaoyu's hair.

"I'm fine. Don't cry." The cold voice is a little bit hoarse, but the sword eyebrows are slightly frowning.

"I don't believe it. You always cheat me..." Liang Xiaoyu dries her tears and flattens her lips to take off Xin Zezhao's coat, which hinders her from confirming whether he is hurt.

Xin Zezhao, however, chuckles and holds Liang Xiaoyu's confused catkin. He circles her waist with his backhand, buries his head between her neck and whispers to her ear: "in public, don't take it off here. Go back."

The husky voice has another extreme sex appeal. The ambiguous words make Liang Xiaoyu smile. He reaches out his hand and pats Xin Zezhao's chest in shame: "when are you still in the mood to joke?"

"Hiss..." Xinzezhao eat pain sound, scared cold, small Yu back to the hand.

"Where did you get hurt? Why don't you say it! " He didn't know where Xin Zezhao had been hurt, and he was afraid that he might touch his wound. His tears rolled in his eyes again.

"It's just a little pain in the back." Xin Zezhao lowered his head, reached out to wipe away Liang Xiaoyu's crystal tears, and added slowly, "throw away your high heels!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Liang Xiaoyu keeps nodding and blames himself more. It's clear that Xin Zezhao has reminded himself that if it wasn't for the shoes

"Well, let's get out of here. It's not safe here." Xin Zezhao slightly lowered his eyes without any trace, concealing the fleeting pain in his eyes.

"Good." Liang Xiaoyu didn't think that he was going to walk barefoot on this floor of the construction site. He was thinking about where Xin Zezhao was injured: "I'll help you go."

Hearing this, Xin Zezhao suddenly chuckled and lifted Liang Xiaoyu up. The cold peach blossom's eyes were full of warmth. "I still have your strength. Just don't eat so much next time. "

Because of this emergency, the workers immediately stopped their work and ran to the person in charge to ask for an explanation.

In the face of such a big accident, the person in charge is also at a loss and does not know what to do. Where the storage tank collapses, no one is willing to look back to see what the situation is.

"All workers stop work, count the number of workers, and determine the casualties as soon as possible."

Xin Zezhao quickly walks to the office downstairs with a cold in his arms. Seeing the workers gathered in panic, he orders the person in charge who is in a hurry.

"Yes, yes!" As if he had found the backbone, the person in charge immediately started the radio and informed Xin Zezhao of his orders. It wasn't long before the police car and ambulance arrived at the construction site.

Liang Xiaoyu anxiously looks at Xin Zezhao who is talking with the police calmly. She doesn't know if it's her own illusion. She always feels that Xin Zezhao's coat color is much darker than before.

Before he could wait for the police to go far away, Liang Xiaoyu hurriedly called out: "Xin Zezhao!"

"Well?" When Xin Zezhao looked back, Liang Xiaoyu found that his forehead had been sweating a little, and his face was paler than before."Let the police take care of the business here. I'll go to the hospital with you first."

"It's OK. It's not urgent." Xin Zezhao has a faint smile in the corner of his mouth, but he has no idea of going to the hospital first.

Liang Xiaoyu is confused and has no way to sit on the chair quietly and wait for Xin Zezhao to deal with everything. Seeing that persuasion has no effect, he inadvertently lowers his head to see the broken glass on the ground. With a cruel heart, he closes his eyes, bites his teeth, raises his feet and steps on the ground.