It's late, Chen Yin was driven back to the guest house by Meng Xiannian, and tomorrow he will also take the morning train back to the capital, after all, it is almost the New Year, and living in the guest house saves his grandparents from getting up early to prepare breakfast for him here.

And my grandparents didn't have a good rest last night, and today I can't hold it anymore, so I have gone into the room to rest.

Chu Liang was very interested in Meng Xinian's eyes and went to sleep first, so there was a lamp left in the living room, leaving only him and Jiang Xiao alone.

"It's really inconvenient for you to go up and down, what if you fall?"

Jiang Xiao reluctantly continued to persuade him.

But what Meng recognized in the past years was that he must do it.

He really pressed his left foot and right hand on the armrest, and jumped upstairs with one foot step by one.

"Put the wheelchair down, turn off the lights downstairs and come up and show me around my room. "And your room.

Meng said, standing on it.

Jiang Xiao was speechless, so he had to turn off the light in the living room and walk upstairs quickly.

Because the upstairs was her boudoir for the time being, Chu Liang and they had never come up.

There is a corridor up the stairs, and the space is quite large, so Jiang Xiao didn't waste this space when she asked Xu Lin to make furniture, so she built a lazy area in this area, built a solid wood platform, spread blankets on it, and then built a low table, and put several pillows made by herself on the side.

When she is idle and has nothing to do, or when there are many people downstairs, she can hold a book and nest in this place by herself, reading a book and drinking tea.

Otherwise, you can also tinker with some crafts or something here.

After this lazy area was built, Jiang Xiao himself liked it.

And now Meng likes it when he sees it in the past.

"In the future, if it's too cold downstairs, you can make tea here for me. He said to Jiang Xiao.

Although Jiang Xiao came to help him, Meng Xinian's behavior of wrapping one hand around her shoulders and pressing half of his weight on her still made her very disdainful.

"Why can't you make tea for me?"

"I won't. However, if you are willing to drink it, I will cook it, every day, every year, for a lifetime. ”

In the warm light, Meng Xian's voice was simply magnetic and intoxicating.

Jiang Xiao's face was hot, and he quickly changed the topic. "Your room is this one, and the mattress hasn't been laid yet, but there's nothing in it, so you can add it yourself later." ”

"You must have prepared some for me, Xiaoxiao, make my bed now. ”

Ever since she took out his coat, Meng had decided that she must have bought him a lot of things this year, and she was definitely just embarrassed to take it out because she was shy.

Make a bed for him......

Jiang Xiao had a black face, and helplessly took out a brand-new quilt from the cabinet and carefully laid it out for him.

Meng sat on the bed and looked at his room.

Very simple style, but it looks new and neat.

The furniture is made of solid wood. A wooden bed, a wardrobe with a ceiling, a simple table, and a square stool. It's true that nothing else, but the details show the care.

For example, on the wall next to the table, there are three shelves, on which a small pot of gold-edged spider plants is placed, and there is a wooden picture frame, in which is a painting, he can see that it is Jiang Xiao's painting, a late autumn scene of ginkgo biloba, and the golden ginkgo leaves add some color to this room.

"Tiny, draw a self-portrait of yourself. Meng Qiannian suddenly said: "Then buy another photo frame and put it on the table." ”