Just two words, hoarse, completely unlike his usual calm and self-contained voice, rather it seemed as if he was suppressing something. As he spoke, a hot breath sprayed onto Shang Ruyi's face, making the skin on her neck crawl with goosebumps.
At this moment, even if she were more foolish, she knew she shouldn't move recklessly.
Yu Wenye took a deep breath, burying his face into her shoulder hollow, feeling her body tremble slightly, and spoke in a muffled voice near her ear, "Someone's coming."
"...!?"
Shang Ruyi's breathing immediately hitched.
Sure enough, footsteps sounded from outside the door, halting quietly at the entrance, seemingly listening for sounds inside, then a gentle knock on the door followed—
"Young master? Young madam? It's time to get up."
Shang Ruyi's breath hitched again.
Then, she heard Yu Wenye's muffled voice say, "Come in."
