"Mommy, aren't you coming with us?" little Anxin asked fearfully.
"You guys go first, Mommy can't get out." Someone must stay upstairs to hold the rope, otherwise she won't be able to climb out.
Moreover, the bathroom window is too small, an adult can't fit through.
"Little An, be good. There will be heavy smoke outside later, you must be careful. Esmee is below, make sure you don't step on her," Claudia Ross said, tying a wet towel around Anxin's face, leaving only his eyes exposed.
"Okay, Mommy, I will definitely go find someone to rescue you," Anxin said seriously, as sleepiness vanished into thin air.
"Such a good boy, Anxin." Claudia Ross comfortingly stroked Anxin's head, hugged him, and kissed his cheek: "Mommy loves you."
Claudia Ross took a deep breath, opened the window again, and pushed Anxin up.
"Use all the skills you learned from climbing with Mark. Make sure to hold onto the rope tightly, and be careful."
"Don't worry, Mommy!"
