“Put the fire!”
Lin Yu’s voice.
Feng Yin ran over and saw the very stupid firefighting scene.
Lin Yu took a piece of paper to cover the fire and tried to put out the fire. Zhang Boer on the opposite side held a piece of cardboard and vigorously incited him to try to put out the fire.
Zhang Boer incited, and the flames rushed, just igniting the paper in Lin Yu’s hand.
Lin Yu said with a whisper, throwing the paper in his hand out casually.
The lit paper drew a beautiful arc in the air. According to Feng Yin’s prediction, it happened to fall on the bag with long fluffy hanging at the door.
With a “sniff”, the sprayed cola extinguished the burning paper. Feng Yin pulled away the howling Lin Yu, and the remaining cola in his hand poured it into the burning trash can.
A cluster of small flames was blown out and burned strongly on the floor twice, clearly extinguishing.
With a “touch”, Feng Yin stepped on her feet and a tiny smoke came out from the soles of her shoes. She fluttered a little while in a breath, dissipating in the air.
“Boss! You came too timely!”
“Boss–ah–it’s raining!”
Lin Yu covered her head and stamped her feet. “
“My new hair! “
“Touched”, Feng Yin held up the umbrella at the door and predicted the fate of being wet by the fire sprinkler.
Only at this moment, Feng Yin thought about the content of the next live broadcast.
Firefighting.
Nothing else, just to make these two fools learn some knowledge and ensure that the two people are not killed by themselves.