Midsummer Kiss: It's All Love Letters to Blame

Chapter 45 You Can See Your Terrace

"Hmm." Meng Chengxuan nodded understandingly: "Jingyin, Aunt Qing is going to clean this place, let's go to the second floor."

"Oh." She followed him up to the second floor with a frozen sour plum tea.

The space on the second floor is smaller than that on the first floor. It also has three bedrooms and one living room, but lacks a dining room and a kitchen.

He told her: "My room is on the second floor, and my parents live on the first floor. This is my study, that's the guest room, and the innermost one is my bedroom."

Xia Jingyin followed him to visit the partitions and furnishings on the second floor.

The decoration of the second floor is very different from that of the first floor. The first floor is magnificent and magnificent, while the second floor is simple, exquisite, comfortable and warm.

Meng Chengxuan smiled and dragged her to the innermost corridor, and then pulled her into his bedroom: "This is my room, look, from here, you can see the terrace of your house."

"Really?" Xia Jingyin walked over in surprise, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, stood outside the terrace and looked outside, and asked in confusion, "Where? There?"

He stood in front of the guardrail with his arms around her shoulders, and pointed with the other hand: "That building, do you see it? Are there daffodils and lilies growing on your terrace?"

"Yes!" She nodded sharply and looked carefully, and she saw the terrace outside the hall of her home: "The window next to it is my room."

"The window with the powder blue drapes?"

"Well."

It turned out that it was her room, unexpectedly I could see her room!

Xia Jingyin looked around and found that the scenery here is super good, and the air is fresh and clean. You can see buildings and streets far away, and the streets are crowded with pedestrians walking like flying.

The afternoon sun shone on her face, it was hot, she stretched lazily, thinking of going to sleep.

Meng Chengxuan saw that her face was red from the sun, and pulled her back into the room: "Do you want to wash your face? It's covered in sweat."

"I want to go home." She pulled his hand on her shoulder: "I can take a shower when I go home."

"Going back so soon?" He was reluctant, and grabbed her hand and said, "Don't go, okay? You can take a bath at my house, and I'll get you a new towel."

"But I want to sleep!"

He persisted: "You can sleep here, let me see you again!"

(End of this chapter)