Tang Yuran hadn't had the chance to grasp what Gu Yu's parents meant by "physical exhaustion" when Gu Yu had already reached out and pulled his own room door open. His dark and deep eyes glared at the two people standing outside his room as he said in a cool voice, "Early in the morning, can't you two keep your voices down a bit? Afraid we won't be able to hear you?"
"Look..." Gu Yu's father gave his wife a reproachful look, reached out, and poked her shoulder, saying, "I told you, you were disturbing them."
"Go, move aside!" Gu Yu's mother gave Gu Yu's father a glance and then looked expectantly into the room, asking as she did, "Xiaoyu, are you up? What about Youyou, is she up yet?"
"Godmother, I'm already up." Tang Yuran was still standing on Gu Yu's bed, only her hands-on-hips posture had relaxed.
