In the room, Xia Liu, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and then slowly closed them again.
His Divine Sense spread out, mapping everything within a hundred meters in his consciousness.
A shadow quietly opened the door and then groped their way towards Xia Liu's bed in the dark.
Swoosh, swoosh!
In that instant, Xia Liu flicked his fingers towards the front, and the candle hanging on the wall immediately lit up.
The room was suddenly bright, and at the same time, the shadow became clear.
All movements meant to be concealed in darkness were now exposed to the light.
"Han Mei, what are you..."
Though a bit awkward, Xia Liu could not comprehend the pure girl's thoughts.
He could only stop her actions.
After being discovered by Xia Liu, Han Mei hung her head very low; if she could, she would even have wished to bury it in a trench.
"Brother Xia Liu, I…"
Perhaps due to nervousness, or perhaps due to embarrassment, Han Mei could not continue.