Someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night either meant a creep or an emergency.
Yao Qing's first thought was Ruan Qiu, so she walked over barefoot and peered through the door's camera to see who was outside.
All she could see was darkness; the view was not clear.
The person outside seemed to get annoyed and suddenly knocked on the door heavily.
"Yao Qing, do you want me to get pummeled by the rain or struck by lightning?"
The voice belonged to a man, deep and hoarse, carrying a weight to it yet exceptionally clear.
Yao Qing froze for a moment, then almost subconsciously opened the door.
"How come you—"
She couldn't finish her sentence before being shocked by the person's outfit.
"Are you playing cosplay? Dressing as an astronaut?"
What kind of aviator glasses... and what on earth is he wearing?
It was... a kind of unusual cool, but she still couldn't comprehend what she was seeing.
