Even though Xiao Emei's face was already covered by black cloth, revealing only a pair of bright eyes, Jiang Ning's gaze could easily penetrate her black veil.
The next moment, he lifted his leg and continued walking towards his room.
...
Meanwhile,
inside the house,
Xiao Emei carefully clung to the top of the bed. Hearing footsteps from outside the courtyard, she involuntarily lowered her breathing.
Creak—
With the room door being pushed open, the cold wind from the courtyard poured into the room, causing Xiao Emei to squint slightly.
Due to the bed curtain shielding her, her line of sight was limited.
She could only hear noises from the door and, without the aid of a light, her vision was pitch-black, preventing her from seeing the movement technique of the newcomer.
"Is it Jiang Ning?" she wondered silently, her eyes squinting.
Then, she heard the room door close again, and the whistling cold wind abruptly stopped.
The footsteps then began to approach her.
