云韵悄悄推开房门，屋内昏暗， only the faint moonlight rushed in through the window, casting blurry shadows on the ground. She walks to the bookshelf, her eyes lingering on the bookshelf behind it. She knows what's inside, but she can't help but want to peek again.

She leans in and listens at the door again, her eyes full of curiosity and a hint of embarrassment. In her heart, she is full of contradiction. She knows that listening to secrets is not a good thing, but she can't help but be attracted by the young man's temperament.

In the room,萧炎调整呼吸，心跳虽然平稳了一些，但那些乱七八糟的念头却像野马一样在脑子里横冲直撞。 He knows that a woman is listening to him, but he doesn't know who it is. In his heart, he is full of confusion and a hint of flattery.

He stripes to the bed, lying on the bed, he closes his eyes and tries to calm down his emotions. Suddenly, he heard a sound outside the door, he opened his eyes and looked outside, only to see a familiar figure standing there.

"Cloud Yun, what are you doing here?"萧炎 asks, his voice a little low.