Qiuyue had just stepped out of the room when the door was locked from the inside. She felt a pang of discomfort in her heart. Moments before, Su Xuan had locked the door from inside while she was lying on the bed, but this time, she was on the outside.
Had Qiuyue known that it was again Su Xuan who locked the door, and that he was alone in the room with Song Shuangshuang, her heart couldn't help but stir.
After locking the door, Song Shuangshuang mysteriously asked, "Do you have some secret to tell me, or why else would you lock the door?"
"I'm worried someone might come in and disturb us," he replied.
"Tell me then, what is it? If I can, I'll certainly help."
Shuangshuang was indeed straightforward in her speech, which Su Xuan greatly appreciated.
"Your room is truly warm," Song Shuangshuang remarked as she took off her outer garment, for the room, with its tightly shut door and the abundance of charcoal Qiuyue had added to the stove, was quite stifling.
