When Kyle entered Xing Han's bedroom, he saw that it was decorated simply.
Actually, it didn't even look like something Xing Han would have willingly chosen for himself.
It was like entering a museum of sorts. Wooden furniture, which looked like mahogany wood, filled the bedroom. It was solid wood, thick and heavy-looking - unlike the seemingly flimsy type of wood you'd normally see.
There was a huge King size (wooden) bed with a big headrest, two heavy-set wooden bedside tables. The wardrobe was also made of wood. A rectangular-shaped table and thick-set chair were set at another wall. A bookcase. All wood.
Everything had these intricate designs
"This is your room?" Kyle asked, with his eyebrows raised.
"Slightly 'modern' ancient style," Xing Han said with a sigh as he dumped his suitcase to one side, "Believe me, this bed is already an improvement. It could have been like those really ancient styles with bedpost and those damn heavy curtains."
Xing Han shuddered.
