C16 Descending from the sky

"Quick, jump out!"

An Lingge opened the window and pushed Bi Zhu forward.

"No, miss, you go first." Bi Zhu held his Young Miss's hand tightly and protected her behind him.

The hissing sound was getting closer and closer. A layer of fine sweat appeared on An Lingge's forehead as she grabbed the candle in Bi Zhu's hand and then pulled over the screen