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"What?"
Sang Tian was curious, and Luan Chengyan stretched out his big palm to cover her eyes.
His palms were warm, and she could clearly smell the refreshing fragrance of his hands.
"Today is not a special day"
Sang Tian couldn't help but think about it in her mind, wondering what surprise Luan Chengyan was preparing.
She heard Luan Chengyan press something in her hand, a slight mechanical sound sounded, and an incredible door opened in front of her.
He let go of the hand blocking her eyes, and she was completely surprised when she saw that there was a hidden mechanism here.
This is the wall connecting the study room to the guest room next door. The hidden compartment is opened, revealing the layout inside the guest room.
¡°Take a look, do you like it?¡± Luan Chengyan¡¯s voice was solid.
Sang Tian took a few steps forward and looked at the walls in the guest room painted with different colors, the sofa, desk and bed in contrasting colors, and the princess tent on the bed. This was exactly what her room looked like when she was a child!
If she hadn¡¯t turned back to confirm that she was still standing in Luan Chengyan¡¯s study, she would have wondered if she had traveled back home!
Regardless of her surprise, Luan Chengyan walked in first with his long legs raised.
Seeing him appear in "her room" felt even weirder.
"Thisyou"
Sang Tian looked left and right, still feeling incredible.
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The third floor is Luan Chengyan's study, and several rooms next to it have always been guest rooms.
Usually there are no guests at all, but the maids at home also clean the house, and Sang Tian knows this.
"When did you do it? Why didn't I know anything about it?" Sang Tian turned around and looked at Luan Chengyan.
"Is there any surprise if you find out?"
Luan Chengyan looked at the surprise and touch in her eyes and felt satisfied in his heart.
In fact, he had been deliberately preparing since he accompanied her back to Sang's house for the first time and chatted with Sang's mother.
A lot of things have happened recently, and he feels a little helpless about her confusion and insecurity, but he wants to do something for her to make her happy.
"How can you be so realistic?" Sang Tian still found it incredible.
Every furnishing here completely imitated her room, including the furniture, which had even been distressed. She couldn't find a single flaw in it. It was simply a masterpiece of craftsmanship!
"Mom said that every time you go home, you go to your room to sit alone for a while, but you never sleep in your own room. You always sleep with her because you are afraid of remembering your childhood and your father, right?"
There were some things on her mind that she had never discussed with Luan Chengyan in depth, and she didn¡¯t expect that he knew about them.
Her father's love for her was the best memory of Sang Tian's childhood, so she didn't dare to touch it easily. Since Sang's father died, she had to live with her mother.
After graduation, she moved out to live alone, but every time she came home, she couldn't help but take a look inside the room, missing the pure and happy feeling at that time.
"From now on, I will work in the study, and you will be next door to me. This is your study, and you can relax in it as much as you like."
Luan Chengyan said: "If you want to see me, you can open the passage door and come over at any time."
Sang Tian relaxed unconsciously, leaned back and snuggled into his arms: "I go home almost every day, how come I don't know when you did this? You make me doubt my own IQ. "
Luan Chengyan chuckled: "I did it while you were not at home during the day. Do you like it?"
Sang Tian smiled.
Of course she likes it.
The person she likes prepares carefully for her, how could she not like it?
And by doing so, he made it clear that he had no reservations about her.
If she wants, she can walk into his study at any time and get close to his secrets. So is her suspicion really overly presumptuous? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com