Kong Wei quickly took Su Qiyan to Xiao Han’s house. Su Qiyan took a look and was slightly stunned.
The yard where Xiao Han lives is not big, but every grass and tree here is actually made of the yard of Xiao Han in the capital.
Su Qiyan opened the door of the room. Inside the door, the tables and wooden chairs were all arranged according to the layout of the capital. If Su Qiyan came alone, she might feel like she had returned to the real Prince Yi’s Mansion in one step.
Since Xiao Han left, Su Qiyan has never returned to Prince Yi’s Mansion. Has the building been empty and the weeds are so sad?
However, what Su Qiyan didn’t expect was that there was actually a exactly the same Prince Yi’s Mansion, a home like theirs.
A pair of powerful arms behind him hugged Su Qiyan, and a strong smell of alcohol came to her face, mixed with the man’s voice, “Do you like it?” Xiao Han said gently in Su Qiyan’s ear.
Su Qiyan stood in this room, and was hugged by Xiao Han behind her. For a moment, Su Qiyan felt that she seemed to have returned to the past. Or in other words, the years have never passed away. She and Xiao Han have always lived in such a house, laughing and playing.
Xiao Han turned Su Qiyan’s body over. Xiao Han drank a little too much, and her whole face was red.
“Yanyan, I didn’t dream, is it because you really come back? We’re together again, right?”
“Yanyan, call me my name and tell me it’s true. I didn’t dream. Even if I wake up, you won’t disappear.”
Xiao Han’s eyes were too sincere, and she stared at Su Qiyan, as if she wanted to see Su Qiyan’s soul.