It was already late, and Chen Yin was driven back to the guesthouse by Meng Xinian. Tomorrow he would also take the morning train back to Beijing. After all, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so staying in the guesthouse will save the grandparents from getting up early to prepare breakfast for him.

Grandpa and grandma didn’t have a good rest last night, and today they couldn’t hold on and had already entered the room to rest.

Chu Liang was very sensible under Meng Xinian's eyes and went to bed first, so he left a lamp in the living room, leaving only him and Jiang Xiao.

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

Jiang Xiao continued to persuade him helplessly.

But what Meng Xinian knew was that he had to do.

He really used his left foot and right hand to leverage the force on the handrail, and jumped upstairs step by step with one foot.

"Put down the wheelchair, turn off the light downstairs, come up and take me to visit my room." And your room.

Meng Xinian stood on it and said.

Jiang Xiao was speechless, so she had to turn off the lights in the living room and quickly walked upstairs.

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

There was a corridor up the stairs, and the space was quite large, so Jiang Xiao didn't waste this space when she asked Xu Lin to make furniture. She built a lazy area in this area, made a solid wood floor, laid a blanket on it, and then made a low table, with several pillows she made herself next to it.

When she was idle or when there were many people downstairs, she could hold the book and stay in this place, read and drink tea.

Otherwise, you can also tinker with some handmade things here.

After this lazy area was created, Jiang Xiao liked it quite a bit.

And now Meng Xinian also likes it very much when he sees it.

"If it's too cold downstairs in the future, you can cook tea here for me to drink." He said to Jiang Xiao.

Although Jiang Xiao came to help him, Meng Xinian's behavior of putting half of the weight on her shoulders still made her very despised.

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

"I don't know. But if you want to drink it, I'll cook it, cook it every day, cook it every year, and cook it for the rest of my life."

In the warm lights, Meng Xinian's voice is so magnetic that it is fascinating.

Jiang Xiao's face was hot, so she quickly changed the topic. "Your room is this room, the mattress has not been laid yet, but there is nothing inside, so you can add it yourself in the future."

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

Since she took out his coat, Meng Xinian has believed that she must have bought him a lot of things this year, and now she is definitely embarrassed to take it out because of being shy.

Make a bed for him...

Jiang Xiao had a dark face and could not help but pick up a brand new quilt from the cabinet and carefully layed it for him.

Meng Xinian sat on the bed and looked at his room.

Very simple style, but looks new and tidy.

The furniture is made of solid wood in the color of wood. Wooden beds, a wardrobe with ceiling, a simple table, and a square stool. There is indeed nothing else, but the details can be seen in the carefulness.

For example, on the wall against the table, there was a three-plate shelf, a small pot of gold-edged spider plants on it, and a wooden picture frame, with a painting in the picture frame. He could see that it was a painting by Jiang Xiao, a ginkgo leaves in the late autumn scenery, and the golden ginkgo leaves added some colors to the room.

"Xiaoxiao, please draw a self-portrait for yourself." Meng Xinian suddenly said: "Buy another photo frame and place it on the table."
Chapter completed!