The goose-yellow skirt was fluttering in the air, mixed with the pungent smell of the fire, it was extraordinarily abrupt and dazzling, Jing Liyuan looked at her back, his frown never loosened, and the big palms that naturally fell beside him couldn't help but clenched into fists. The Adam's apple moved up and down violently, and Jing Liyuan took a deep breath before walking forward and standing half a step behind her, looking down at her.

"Smile, what's the matter?" The words were gentle and full of affection.

Yin Xiaoxiao didn't look back, just looked at their home, let the wind wrap her skirt around his trouser legs, let her hair fall on his shoulders, let her breath linger between his nose, and after a long time, she turned her head and stretched out her hand to hold his big palm, and said softly, "Li Yuan, I want to go up and have a look at our home."

The black and white eyes are full of pleading and distressed, after all, in her heart, this place has always been her home.

After two seconds of silence, Jing Liyuan nodded, took the lead and walked up with Yan Xiaoxiao. The elevator was disabled, and the two of them just walked up step by step, hand in hand, one behind the other. Neither said they were tired, nor nagged, but just walked so quietly, as if walking like this would lead to gray hair...

...

Standing at the door of the house, Yin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but pursed her lips and looked at the house that had been burned out of shape, speechless. Jing Liyuan was always by her side, reaching out to hold her little hand, not letting her do anything stupid.

There were still many hidden dangers at the scene of the fire that had just been extinguished, and he would not allow her to suffer even a little bit of injury.

Stepping into the house, water was everywhere on the floor. Yin Xiaoxiao looked down a little uncomfortable, and saw a photo of her and Jing Liyuan floating on the water that hadn't been burnt. In the photo, she was smiling like a flower, and Jing Liyuan's phoenix eyes were crystal clear and charming. The surrounding area of ??the photo was scattered, and the only thing that could be seen was their smiles...

Reaching out to pick up the photo, Yin Xiaoxiao gave Jing Liyuan a look, then carefully put it into her wallet, with a serious and moving look, Jing Liyuan just looked at it and said nothing.

After wandering around the house for a few times, Yan Xiaoxiao realized that she almost didn't know this place anymore, she didn't know what those burned things were almost deformed, and she didn't know if there was anything before the place she was stepping on now.

"Jing Liyuan, what's that?" Yan Xiaoxiao asked softly, pointing at something she didn't know.

"That's the small dining table you bought for Yan Xi." Almost at a glance, Jing Liyuan could clearly identify what it was, and answered neatly.

"What is that?" Turning his head and pointing at something else...

Just like that at home, Yin Xiaoxiao was held by Jing Liyuan's hand, and wandered around the burnt home, asking about things she no longer knew, Jing Liyuan just followed her and answered softly.

Stepping into the bedroom, Yin Xiaoxiao couldn't help sighing when he saw the stagnant water and the pitch-black appearance inside.

Jing Liyuan kept paying attention to her expression, couldn't help but stepped forward to hug her into his arms, and said softly, "Xiaoxiao, don't be sad, I'm still by your side, aren't I?"

Yin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, then turned her head and said to Jing Liyuan, "Just right, doesn't this house smell like another woman? You didn't discuss with me when deciding where to live before. This time, I will choose the house and all the furniture by myself. I can do whatever I want..."

Jing Liyuan's witty words were heard in Jing Liyuan's ears, and the only reaction he had was to peck her ear lightly and say, "You can do whatever you want, as long as you're not angry or sad."

Holding Jing Liyuan's hand and walking in the stagnant water, Yin Xiaoxiao said softly, "I have nothing to be angry about. I must be a little bit sad. After all, we have lived here for so long, but the best thing is that no one has an accident. Cheng Puli didn't do it on purpose, as long as he is fine."

Jing Liyuan followed behind and didn't speak, just looked at her back, his eyes became softer and softer.

Coming out of the house, Yin Xiaoxiao stood on the stairway, sighed heavily, Jing Liyuan, who was standing one step below her, immediately turned her head, her phoenix eyes were full of worry, and the big palm holding her little hand couldn't help but exert more force.

Yin Xiaoxiao turned her eyes to look at Jing Liyuan, tilted her head slightly, and said, "Jing Liyuan, the stairs are so long..."

In a word, Jing Liyuan couldn't help laughing out loud, his eyes were in a good mood, he obediently turned his back to her and bent his waist and said, "Come on, I'll carry you down and take you to our future."

A simple sentence made Yan Xiaoxiao's body tremble slightly uncontrollably.

��Take you to our future.

With an indescribable smile in his eyes, Yin Xiaoxiao put away all the doubts in his heart, just climbed up his broad back obediently, and was firmly led by him step by step to the future direction...

The burned house behind them is getting farther and farther away, and the future is already on the way.

Yin Xiaoxiao lay on Jing Liyuan's back, looking at his handsome profile, she was always thinking about a question - everyone around Jing Liyuan knew that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, even Jing Liyuan seldom smoked at home, how could Cheng Puli dare to smoke in their house and throw cigarette butts everywhere? This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)

In the quiet stairway, there were only the sound of Jing Liyuan's steady footsteps and the breathing of the two of them, lingering and lingering. JrNovels.com