Tap, tap—
Footsteps echoed in the night, one after another.
Jian Xi lay on Nan Mufeng's back and suddenly realized that men and women are just different. His broad back exuded such a sense of strength and security.
"You will never understand that a woman is just a rib of a man!"
"You are just a killing machine. Apart from missions, what else can you do?"
A shrill woman's voice suddenly echoed in Jian Xi's ear, causing her to startle and sit up straight on Nan Mufeng's back, her eyes wide with fear as she looked around.
The dim street lights, the cool night breeze…
Jian Xi heaved a sigh of relief and lay down again. She could feel Nan Mufeng's body temperature through his clothes and the security he provided her.
It had been a long time since she last remembered her life in hell. Why did she hear that person's voice again today?
Jian Xi's heart pounded a few times. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
That voice must have been a reminder of how fortunate she was now!
