Jiaojiao's room is also the one on the right-hand side of the stairs, because she finds it convenient. The balcony of that room faces the front yard, with the best lighting and great privacy. She can rest on the balcony in the future, without passersby seeing her.
"Yeah, I like this room," Lu Xian said, watching her walk in with her hands behind her back, turning her small head to look around, his gaze growing deep.
"Me too. Grandma said this room has the best lighting. In the future, I also want to set up a swing on the balcony like at home, the kind you can lie in and nap in," Jiaojiao said as she curiously looked around his room.
The furniture in her room is mostly light-colored, warm, and beautiful, while Lu Xian's is mainly dark-colored. Jiaojiao walked to his bookshelf and saw a bunch of car models, all with smooth and beautiful lines. They looked like race cars. She turned her head, puzzled, and asked, "Brother Xian, do you like car racing?"
