Ning Fan closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

For the past eight years, Ning Fan has always been in a state of high tension, always on guard against invading enemies. He is really tired.

This is already a killing city. There will no longer be overt attacks and killings. At most, there will only be bloodless killings.

There is no need to be on high alert, you can take a short rest.

"Ouch..."

The little furball didn't feel sleepy at all and didn't want to sleep in broad daylight.

It lightly jumped out of Ouyang Nuan's arms, flew under the bed, and started running around the house.

It is already the cultivation level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Without the trouble of the little fur ball, Ouyang Nuan squeezed into Ning Fan's arms. Looking at Ning Fan's tired sleeping face, his heart trembled, a warm current flowed through him, and he felt a little distressed.

"I, Ouyang Nuan, am so virtuous and capable that I can be protected by you so desperately..."

She muttered to herself and huddled in Ning Fan's arms.

This embrace is very warm, as if it can help her block all harm...
Chapter completed!