The biggest change is probably the sound insulation effect of the rose garden.
When Yan Xi returned to the room at night, he listened for a moment and heard nothing.
This was something she wasn't used to.
Yan Xi combed her hair and smiled at Luo Junheng: "I'm not used to the Rose Garden being so quiet. There were all kinds of noises in the past."
Luo Junheng pulled her and sat on his lap, took the comb in her hand and combed her hair, and asked with interest: "What kind of sound is that?"
"There are a lot of them. The sounds of the waiter secretly smoking and pressing the lighter, the sound of the third son reading the script, the fourth son playing games, the fifth son typing on the keyboard, the sixth son humming, the father and mother kissing... sometimes the sounds can be heard all at once.
Come here, you don’t even know who to listen to.”
Thinking of the noisy sound before, Yan Xi couldn't help but laugh.
Luo Junheng asked her, "What were we doing at that time?"
Yan Xi looked back at him, confused at the beginning, and recollected the past under the guidance of his eyes, but all she thought of were... pictures and scenes like that.
His face suddenly turned red.
Luo Junheng didn't seem to notice her blush, and still asked seriously: "Why don't you speak? Can't you remember?"
Yan Xi was not good at lying, so she had no choice but to purse her lips and not answer.
Luo Junheng put the comb aside, picked him up, and put him directly on the bed. He lifted the quilt with his big hand and covered the two of them. He used his back and arms to prop him up in the quilt.
A small yurt, with only him and her in it.
"What are you doing?"
The light in the quilt was dim, and she could barely see his face. She could only hear his deep and shallow breathing. He was very close to her, and his breath fell on her face.
"Help you recall."
Luo Junheng's deep yet serious voice sounded from under the covers, "In the past, we were either like this...in bed, or in the bathroom."
His body gradually came down, and his breathing became closer and closer.
"Now that the sound insulation effect of the rose garden is better, I don't need to go to the bathroom, and I don't have to worry about being disturbed by those noisy bastards in bed."
Yan Xi smiled softly.
She was afraid of disturbing her younger siblings, but he always blamed her, saying that her younger siblings had disturbed them, so she stayed under the covers...in the bathroom.
"Xixi."
Luo Junheng suddenly called her.
The air in the quilt was tight and the temperature was getting higher and higher. His mouth was close to the back of her ear. Yan Xi felt that her ear was a little itchy and moved unconsciously, "Huh?"
Luo Junheng's voice became a little deeper.
"I'll take you with me today to relive your past memories, okay?"