Chapter 1143

Zhao Jian left in his puzzled eyes. After a while, she came back with a medicine box and pointed to the small living room on the second floor. "Sit down there."

It's not good that the shirt is wet by the rain, but it doesn't mean that the porcelain basin is not hot. Ji Rufeng kicks it up. I don't know if it's scalded.

Ji Rufeng frowned and threw away her hand to get the fire extinguisher. When he was at home, he prepared this kind of thing.

Carrying a fire extinguisher back to the room, Ji Rufeng sprayed a few times on the porcelain basin, and found that the things inside had burned away, leaving only a handful of ashes.

Ji Rufeng frowned and opened all the windows of the room to spread smoke. Then she went out in Zhao Jian's low browed eyes.

Sitting on the sofa in the small living room, Zhao Jian squatted at his feet and looked at it. A layer of skin was scratched on her feet. There was nothing else. The pain just now should have been caused by a sudden hit and a lot of heat and strength.

Zhao Jian applied a layer of medicine and raised her head to ask him, "would you like me to call Luo Jincheng?"

"No," Ji Rufeng sighed, took her hand and sat down beside him, saying, "Jane, it's wrong for you to do this."

Zhao Jian blinked and did not speak.

"Maybe we should set the house on fire. If it's just our house, it's nothing. There are so many neighbors in this building, not our family. Do you understand?"

Zhao Jian still did not speak, cold eyebrows and cold look, as if did not hear his words.

She doesn't think there's anything wrong with her. Ji Rufeng is her. Every inch of his skin and every piece of clothing is hers. If she rubs other people's marks and can't wash them off, it will be destroyed.

Her things, no one can covet!

"Jane? Did you hear me? "

Zhao Jian turned her head and said, "I heard you."

Ji Rufeng stroked his forehead, "do you remember? You can't do that again. "

“…… Oh Zhao Jian gave him a light look.

Ji Rufeng frowns. If Zhao Xu doesn't understand this kind of thing, Ji Rufeng can understand it, but if Zhao Jian does it, Ji Rufeng can't understand it.

Ji Rufeng had no choice but to say, "ah Jian, there is Zhao Xu at home. If the house is really on fire, isn't he going to be burned inside?"

"It won't get up." Zhao Jian said.

"But what if?"

"There won't be such a case."

Ji Rufeng is speechless.

Zhao Jian lowered her head to play with her mobile phone. Under her cool face, she didn't know what she was thinking.

More than half an hour, the smoke in the room dissipated, leaving only the smoked room, leaving a choking smell.

Ji Rufeng turns around the room and asks Zhao Jian, "otherwise, we'll sleep in other rooms these days?"

"No need? I think it's good. "

“……”

He sat down beside Zhao Jian and asked anxiously, "Jane, are you really OK? What do you think? "

"What do you think?"

"That is Why did you burn that shirt? "

Zhao Jian's eyes narrowed, dangerous and alert, "do you like it very much? Can't bear it? "

Ji Rufeng immediately sniffed out the strong vinegar smell from it. In order to avoid burning himself, he immediately said: "no, I mean there are so many ways to deal with it. Why use this way?"

His face was calm and his eyes were serious. Only his brows were slightly wrinkled together. He seemed puzzled and worried.

Zhao Jian looked at him for a while, and looked at him as if he was not lying. Then she vomited out two words, "clean."

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