"Knock, knock--"
At the light sound of someone knocking, Quan Jingwu's purple eyes flew open, and Jian Qing woke up as well.
The person outside the door seemed quite anxious, pushing the door open and coming in after knocking twice.
"Little Qingqing, your aunt is here to see you."
Rhee walked in quickly, followed by Quan Hao.
"Little Qingqing..."
Rhee's worried voice abruptly halted, her eyes wide and mouth agape as she stared at her son slowly getting out of bed.
Quan Hao gave a light, embarrassed cough into his fist.
Jian Qing watched as Rhee and her husband froze, a hint of embarrassment flashing in her eyes. "Aunt, Uncle!"
Why did they always barge in at times like this?
She sighed, looking heavenward.
