The floating white feathers added a dreamy effect to the pale pink bed canopy. Lu Xiaoyou fell onto the bed, and Long Zeye tumbled down on her.
However, this position didn't last long. Long Zeye lifted the blanket, wrapping both him and Lu Xiaoyou inside.
Bullets rained down like hail, piercing through the blanket that enveloped them, and cotton stuffing spilled out from the bullet holes.
The scattered cotton and feathers from the pillow core danced together in the air.
Ten meters away from the kingsize bed, there was a large group of armed men!
"You sure have confidence in your sub-island's security!" Inside the blanket, Lu Xiaoyou teased him.
Outside the blanket was a barrage of gunfire, while inside, they were confined in a small space. Long Zeye chuckled, seemingly unbothered by the danger outside.
Now, he was very close to Lu Xiaoyou. With a slight press forward, their bodies could touch, but suddenly Long Zeye felt a chill on his body...
