Heather gave her room to Xue Tiannan and went to sleep with the quilt next to her. After cleaning the room, there was a damp and impotence smell. She thought Xue Tiannan would definitely not be able to bear it if she was spoiled.

The lights were turned off in both rooms. The summer heat had gradually passed. There was no annoying cicadas outside. Heather had a good living habits and always slept when he was touched by the bed. When he was about to fall asleep, a thud suddenly came from the side.

She opened her eyes, wondering what Xue Tiannan was doing there. When she pricked up her ears and listened to the movement, she suddenly saw several black shadows passing by the window.

Someone was attacking?

Heather turned over and got up from the bed. As soon as she got out, she heard the sound of wood cracking. It should be that the chair in the room had been smashed. She didn't even think about pushing open the door next to her, and a black back hit her.

Heather reacted quickly and flashed to the side, and then he made up his feet and made people turn down the second floor. The sound of weapons colliding inside was constantly. She was afraid that if something happened to Xue Tiannan here, she would not be able to pick it up clearly.

"Xue Tiannan!"

The few people who were fighting together heard the female voice, and the target of the man in black instantly turned to her.

Heather raised his eyebrows and came to her?

Two bright big knives slashed at her, but there was no trace of panic on the woman's face. They only felt a flash in front of them and somehow disappeared. Then they hit a knee in the face, with a very strong force. The two of them took a few steps back while covering their collapsed nose bridge, and the sharp storm came immediately.

After two moves, someone showed something, and the voice covered in black cloth was a little dull, "She has no inner ..."

A sharp silver knife was placed on his neck. Hesser was behind him at some point, and a smile that was even colder than the cold light of the blade was quenched at the corner of his mouth: "Nothing?"

The colorless silk thread spread out in the house, and five or six people were shocked by Xue Tiannan's internal force and fell off the first floor. The guys who had just fallen asleep below opened the door and came out.

"What's going on?"

"Who are these?"

"Report to the official, report to the official!"

The hilt of the knife in Heather's hand flipped and hit the back of the man's neck. The man fainted. She lit up the oil lamp in the room and saw Xue Tiannan standing there in a dress. She instantly figured out something.

"Did you know they'll come?" So I'll stay here tonight.

If Xue Tiannan is not here, Heather will not know whether he can deal with these people.

Xue Tiannan's eyes swept her. Her coat had taken off. Because the weather was still hot, the sleeping person only wore a thin-pleated skirt with crabapple red. His two plain white arms were covered under a veil. The strapless skirt covered her body, but could not completely cover that part. The shallow curve was half exposed, with a bit of delicate smell.

He remembered her kicking her skirt just now, and immediately frowned dissatisfiedly.

Heather didn't speak when he saw someone, walked over and pulled him, "What are you talking about?"

Heather seemed to have no idea what he was wearing now. Because of this movement, the two collarbones on his strength moved, like butterflies swaying their wings. Xue Tiannan looked at him like a devilish mania, with a little novelty in his eyes.

"Arthur, are you okay with the prince?"

The person downstairs rushed up, Liuzi's young legs were running in the front. As soon as he leaned his head and looked into the room, the door was suddenly closed with a bang, almost clamping his nose.

"How is it inside?" asked the person coming up behind.

"I didn't see anything." Liuzi touched his sore nose, but wondered, who closed the door just now?
Chapter completed!