Aurora Blaine instantly woke up. She hurriedly pulled the quilt over her head, her voice muffled from within, "Why didn't you knock before coming in?"
She remembered that she seemed to have locked the door?
"I did." Maverick Knight glanced toward the bed.
He had knocked several times, but no one responded.
Inside the quilt was dark. Aurora thought carefully and remembered hearing a knocking sound, which is why she woke up, but didn't have time to react before he came in. She asked, "So early, what are you doing here?"
Maverick Knight was concise, "Changing clothes."
This was his room, so coming in to get clothes seemed quite normal.
Aurora turned over, her head still buried under the quilt, "Then hurry up."
The man walked to the wardrobe, his voice deep, "What are you doing?"
Aurora blurted out, "It's a personal hobby, I just like to sleep this way!"
Maverick Knight calmly took out a shirt from inside, saying lightly, "Seems like you slept well last night."
