Xiao Feng's room was very spacious. The restaurant's grade had now reached level eight.
So his bedroom area was also quite large, more than two hundred square meters.
After entering, sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire room.
The room was spotless, with all items neatly placed in their proper positions.
Against the south wall, Xiao Feng had designed a bookshelf wall, filled with books he had brought back from other bookstores.
Under the bookshelf was a fluffy carpet, with a simple round table and two small stools.
On the round table was a bouquet of flowers, filling the room with a faint floral fragrance.
"I never expected that a guy's bedroom would be so clean!" Chu Mengling was truly surprised.
Especially the row of bookshelves, which were over three meters high, were quite impressive to her.
After walking around the room, Chu Mengling stopped in front of Xiao Feng's bed.
