The bathroom light was on, but Zhan Nianbei never came out, and Luo Jiujiu sat on the edge of the bed, a little difficult to sleep.

Suddenly, the door lock of the bathroom opened, and Luo Jiujiu was slightly vigilant.

Because, she really felt that Zhan Nianbei was a little abnormal tonight.

"Young lady, young master is back." Luo Jiujiu originally wanted to wait for Zhan Nianbei to come out and ask him what happened, but who knows, Qingqiu outside the door suddenly reported at this moment.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiu grabbed the quilt, her face was frightened.

Didn't Zhan Nianbei come back a long time ago?

"You...... Don't come here! Looking at the man in front of him, gradually approaching him, Luo Jiujiu glanced around, and finally took out a gun from the drawer and aimed it at him, "I will kill you." ”

"Jiujiu ......" Seeing Luo Jiujiu like this, Zhan Nianbei covered his arm with one hand, his brows tightened.

Luo Jiujiu heard his voice, and his heart moved slightly, this was indeed Zhan Nianbei's voice.

No, there seems to be a smell of blood in the air.

"You're hurt?" Luo Jiujiu asked suspiciously, looking at Zhan Nianbei's weak appearance now, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Can...... She didn't dare to come closer.

"Young lady, have you slept?" Qingqiu asked again at the door.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiu's heartbeat accelerated a little, and he gradually got up and walked towards the door.

"Jiujiu, don't go out!" Zhan Nianbei saw her like this, and immediately stopped, "People outside are in danger." ”

"What?" Luo Jiujiu didn't know what was going on, but before she could figure it out, the man in front of her suddenly fell.

Luo Jiujiu's fingers trembled slightly, and the two of them thought about the north?

"How are you?" Luo Jiujiu walked up to the fainted man, kicked him in the shoulder with one foot, and pointed a gun at his head, so he dared to bend down.

She expertly unbuttoned his clothes, and did not relax until she saw the same tattoo on his heart as herself.

He's real.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiu struggled to help Zhan Nianbei up, found the medicine box, took out the medicine to bandage Zhan Nianbei's wound, and after bandaging, Luo Jiujiu walked to the door, and saw the scene outside through the cat's eye.

A man who was about the same as his husband was standing at the door, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he didn't know what other emotions were mixed in his eyes.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiu completely lost the last line of defense in his heart.

The guy out there, what's going on.

"Husband......" Luo Jiujiu took the opportunity to lock the door, and then came to Zhan Nianbei and asked nervously: "Who is he?" ”

"He's Zhan Nianbei."

Luo Jiujiu's eyes widened, thinking about the north? Isn't he dead?

"War Thoughts...... No, Norn, so what now? Kill him? Luo Jiujiu asked nervously, followed by a cold face, what about Zhan Nianbei, who is so terrifying, if he doesn't kill him, he will wait for him to kill himself.

Norn's physical function is very good, just after so long, the blood he lost has been compensated for back, and he gradually stood up and protected Luo Jiujiu in his arms.

"For what reason?" Norn asked, scraping Luo Jiujiu's cheek with his hand.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiu frowned tightly, and then looked at Zhan Nianbei's wound: "On the grounds that he hurt you." ”

"Yes...... I made it myself. Norn's gaze suddenly fell silent.

In the past few days in Nanshan, he found that someone was pretending to be himself, and after knowing it, he had been secretly researching, and finally found that that person had come to the Zhan family, and he was afraid that he would be unfavorable to Luo Jiujiu and the child, so he hurried back.

"You got it yourself?" Luo Jiujiu was a little curious, and then clenched her fingers.

"Hmm." Zhan Nianbei didn't have time to explain too much to Luo Jiujiu at this moment, and after shaking her shoulder, he let her lie down.

Outside things, solve them yourself, today's Zhan Nian North Africa before Zhan Nian Bei, he was taken away by someone with a heart when he was dying, erased his memory, and now, he has been transformed and has become the first heir of the Rakshasa organization, with a bloodthirsty and brutal personality, and, because of the transfusion of his own blood, his ability is almost the same as his own.

The people outside the door waited for a long time, and their faces were not bored, but they brought a little comfort.