"..."
Sang Luo never expected to walk in on someone in the middle of... that. It was beyond awkward. She stood frozen at the door, not knowing whether to enter or leave.
The commotion inside quickly died down.
A husky voice, still thick with unsated desire, called from within the room.
"Come in."
Sang Luo knew the Rakshasa King was calling for her.
After a moment's hesitation, she pushed the door open and walked in.
The amorous scent hanging in the air made her uncomfortable. The privacy screen wasn't unfolded, so Sang Luo kept her head down, not daring to look toward the bed.
But her hearing was sharp. She heard the rustle of fabric. After a few breaths, the man's low, husky voice came again. "Lift your head."
