Gao Lingling had been hiding out at home all this time; she knew better than anyone what a scream would trigger. Therefore, her reaction was even faster and more exaggerated than Song Gu's.
The scene before her eyes instantly snapped her completely awake. Acting almost entirely on instinct, she grabbed the quilt and violently stuffed it into her own mouth to muffle herself. Her movements were so deft that it was comical to watch, but that fleeting amusement quickly gave way to a profound sense of pity.
If she hadn't made a habit of doing this, how could she be so skilled at it now?
