Just as their breaths brushed together, the moment hanging sweet and delicate between them...
tok tok tok.
A knock came from outside, followed by a sweet voice, "Sister Du Juan, may I come in?"
Then another, slightly younger voice chimed in eagerly,
"I'm also here, Sister Du Juan! I… I need some advice!"
Xiao Pei's eye twitched.
His jaw tightened, the corners of his lips twitching upward in a perfectly polite smile that barely concealed his irritation.
Damn, what is this timing, i knew it, I'm never this lucky.
He inhaled, straightened his robes, and smoothed his hair like a gentleman preparing for an imperial audience.
"Ahem," he said softly, "Allow me."
Du Juan gave him a helpless little smile, brushing her lips with her fingers as if to hide a laugh.
Xiao Pei strode to the door and slid it open.
Standing there were two girls, one bright-eyed and cheerful, the other graceful.
His eyes landed first on the younger one. "...Fang Mei?"
