Jiang Jichen and Hua Xiaoling ultimately met with no further obstruction, returning smoothly to her room.
This wasn't the first time Jiang Jichen had been in a girl's private chamber. Jiang Ling'Er's room, for example, was like his own; he could come and go as he pleased!
Jiang Ling'Er's chamber was lavishly decorated, hung all over with sparkling little ornaments. Even at night, it glittered like a sky full of stars, exquisitely beautiful and enchanting, like being immersed in a Star Sea.
Hua Xiaoling's chamber, in contrast, was filled with a lingering fragrance. The floor was covered with a thick, expensive white bearskin rug, and there was a magnificent, cloud-soft bed. Lying on it felt like sinking into the clouds—it was utterly comfortable. Clearly, Hua Xiaoling was a young lady who knew how to enjoy life's finer things.
Bringing a man into her private chamber for the first time, Hua Xiaoling's face grew even redder, making her look captivatingly beautiful.
