Rebirth: Splendid Ma Chapter 848 - 848 849 Make the Bed for Him

??Chapter 848: Chapter 849: Make the Bed for Him

Chapter 848: Chapter 849: Make the Bed for Him

It was already late, and Chen Yin was sent back to the guesthouse by ng Xinian, as he had to take the early train back to Capital City tomorrow. After all, with the New Year approaching, staying at the guesthouse would save his grandparents the trouble of waking up early to prepare breakfast for him.

And his grandparents had also not rested well last night, and they were sowhat worn out today, having already gone to their room to rest.

Chu Liang, perceiving ng Xinian’s gaze, wisely decided to go to sleep as well, so in the living room, with only one lamp left on, only he and Chiang Xiao remained.

“With you having to go up and down like this, it’s really inconvenient; what if you fall?”

Chiang Xiao continued to plead with him, helplessly.

But once ng Xinian had his mind set on sothing, he was determined to see it through.

He truly used his left foot and right hand to leverage himself against the handrail, hopping on one leg to make it upstairs step by step.

“Put the wheelchair down, turn off the lights downstairs, and co up to give

a tour of my room.” And yours.

ng Xinian called from above.

Chiang Xiao was, frankly, speechless, but she had no choice but to turn off the living room lights and quickly go upstairs.

Because before, the upstairs was just her boudoir; Chu Liang and the others hadn’t been up there.

Ascending the stairs was a corridor with quite a large space, so Chiang Xiao did not waste that space when she had Xu Lin make furniture. She had set up a lazy zone in this area, building a solid wooden platform, covering it with a blanket, and adding a low table with several throw pillows she’d made herself on the side.

Whenever she had nothing to do or when there were too many people downstairs, she could completely cuddle up in this spot with a book and enjoy so tea.

Alternatively, she could tinker with so crafts there.

After setting up this lazy zone, Chiang Xiao quite liked it herself.

And now, ng Xinian also quite liked it.

“If it’s too cold downstairs in the future, you can make tea for

here,” he told Chiang Xiao.

Chiang Xiao might have co over to support him, but ng Xinian’s act of draping one arm around her shoulders, shifting half his weight onto her, still made her look down on him.

“Why can’t it be you making tea for ?”

“I don’t know how, but if you’re willing to drink, I’ll make it – every day, year-round, for a lifeti if need be.”

Within the warm glow of the light, ng Xinian’s voice was magnetically intoxicating.

Flushed, Chiang Xiao quickly changed the subject. “This one is your room; the bed hasn’t been made yet, but there’s nothing inside. You can add whatever you like later.”

“You must have prepared so things for , Little,” he pushed. “Now make the bed for .”

Ever since she had taken out his overcoat, ng Xinian was convinced that she had surely bought many other things for him throughout the year. Now she was just too shy to bring them out.

Make the bed for him…

Chiang Xiao, with a dark expression on her face, reluctantly took out a brand-new quilt from the wardrobe and carefully laid it out for him.

Then ng Xinian sat on the bed, examining his room.

The style was very minimalist, but it looked new and clean.

All the furniture was made of solid wood in its natural color: a wooden bed, a wardrobe that reached the ceiling, a simple table, and a square stool. Indeed, there wasn’t much else, but the attention to detail was evident.

For instance, on the wall next to the table, there were three shelves with a small potted spider plant with gold-rimd leaves, and a wooden picture fra. Inside the fra was a painting, clearly Chiang Xiao’s work, depicting a deep autumn scene with ginkgo leaves. The golden leaves brought a splash of color to the room.

“Little, paint a self-portrait for yourself,” ng Xinian suddenly said. “Then we’ll buy another picture fra to put on the table.”