Having excellent hearing was not always a good thing.
The house in the forest had terrible soundproofing.
Now, a soft rustling sounded from his doorway. Moments later, the door was gently pushed open.
Zhao Yuanheng closed his eyes again. A sweet fragrance from the newcomer instantly filled the air, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
Hu Yiyi bent down and peeked her head through the crack in the door to observe the room inside. When she saw that the person on the bed was sound asleep, she let out a stifled giggle and slipped inside.
She held a lamp, and after getting her bearings on the bed's location, she blew it out. Then, she tiptoed to his bedside, deftly climbed onto the bed, and settled in as close to him as possible without touching him.
Hu Yiyi's movements were fluid and practiced. This was clearly not her first time.
In the darkness of the night, her almond-shaped eyes curved with delight.
