Calm little silly concubine: Your lord, if you have any kind of feeling, just leave me

557 Chapter 15
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It was night, and the atmosphere was as usual, strangely calm, except for the sound of the wind, it was still the sound of the wind blowing by. In the middle of the sky, the hanging crescent moon was particularly dark in this dark night. Can't light up the darkened night.

A black shadow flashed past quickly, without causing any alarm, but the black shadow actually flashed past, just for a moment, when the wind blew, it seemed that it had never appeared before.
The door opened and the door closed, it was just a matter of an instant. From the moment the black shadow entered the door, his eyes had been fixed on a figure lying curled up beside the bed, without any hesitation in his footsteps. , eyes narrowed slightly, for no reason, just because someone was just lying on the bed casually, and the quilt was thrown to the side of the bed.

I thought that the person on the bed would not wake up, but suddenly, the person on the bed opened his eyes without any warning.

The moment Shan Man'er opened her eyes, she saw a person standing beside the bed. The night was too dark, her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't see the appearance of the person clearly, but her first reaction was to be a thief, just like a year ago. The thief in front was only stunned for a while, and then, without saying a word, he put his hand directly into the pillow,
Hands up and down, the knife is even brighter in the night, and the body is not idle, even the hands and feet are used together.

Suddenly, a familiar breath came into the nostrils, and Shan Man'er stopped all movements in just a moment, put down the knife, and did not attack again.

"It's you." Shan Man'er stared slightly at the figure in front of her, saying it was a man in black, probably because the moonlight in the room was too dark, which made her even confuse the color of her clothes.

But if he didn't make a sound, how would she know who the person was entering the door? If he didn't make a sound, and she didn't make a sound, the knife would be used naturally.

"Otherwise, who do you think this king is?" Zhuge Yan was slightly angry, and when he saw the knife Shan Man'er was still holding, his face became even more gloomy.

If he had reacted a little slower just now, the knife would be on him now.

"Thief." Shan Man'er didn't even think about it, and replied directly,

Running into someone else's house in the middle of the night, she would never think of anything good except being a thief. Once bitten by a snake, she was afraid of grass ropes for ten years, which is probably the case now.

(End of this chapter)