The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 953

"Let's do it." Qingqian and Atobe Keigo looked at each other for a while, and found that his attitude was quite firm, so they had to compromise.

Seeing that Qingqian agreed, Atobe Keigo smiled, and walked towards his room holding Qingqian's hand.

As soon as the door of the room was opened, Qingqian was dumbfounded.

"You... what's going on?" Qingqian walked into the room, was stunned for a while, then looked around, and gave Keigo Atobe a very suspicious look.

"I told you before that the room was going to be redecorated, and I showed you the blueprints." Keigo Atobe closed the door, and glanced back at Qingqian: "It seems that you don't take me seriously. Come on, don’t take anything to heart.”

Qingqian pursed the corners of her lips, did not speak, but continued to talk about the room.

This room is eight points similar to her room, and the other two points are Keigo Atobe who added his own ideas.

"Qianqian, do you like it?" Atobe Keigo smoothly took Qingqian into his arms.

"Not bad." Qingqian nodded and praised.

"Then see if there is anything that needs to be changed, or what needs to be added," Keigo Atobe smiled lightly and rubbed Qingqian's head: "This will be our wedding room from now on."

"I don't have any ideas." Qingqian paused: "Just help me set up a dressing table."

"This is natural." Keigo Atobe smiled and said, "It's just that you really don't have anything else you want?"

"No more." Qingqian shook her head.

"Then you can choose the color of the curtains." Keigo Atobe pulled Qingqian to the French window, "Everything has been changed in this room except the curtains. I have always wanted you to choose it." .”

Qingqian looked at the layout of the room and then at the black and gold curtains, and felt that it was indeed inappropriate.

"Try withered yellow or bamboo green." Qingqian said after deliberation.

"Okay, just do as you said." Keigo Atobe nodded: "Do you want to change your clothes before going to bed?"

"Is there?" Qingqian frowned hesitantly.

It's good to be able to change clothes. It's not comfortable to sleep in a coat, but Keigo Atobe won't say that he wears his clothes, right?

"Of course there is," Keigo Atobe pulled Kiyosaki to a cloakroom connected to the room.

"Why do you have so many women's clothes, bags, and jewelry here?" Qingqian glanced at Atobe Keigo, this person may have some unknown hobbies.

"What are you thinking about?" Atobe Keigo patted Qingqian's head helplessly: "This is what I prepared for you, and everything is customized according to your standards."

Qingqian lowered her head and said "oh" with a guilty conscience: "It's just that when is there a cloakroom connected here?"

"My uncle specially ordered someone to get through," Atobe Keigo chuckled, "and this is also connected to my cloakroom."

"It's not my cloakroom, why should it be connected with yours?" Kiyosaki glanced at Atobe Keigo, and said in a strange way: "My mind is full of waste."

Atobe Keigo:? ? ?
He didn't think about it that much at the time, the designer asked if he wanted to get through, and the uncle readily agreed.

"Qianqian, let's wear this." Keigo Atobe took out a light blue silk nightdress.

Qingqian nodded, went to the curtain and changed it out.

Atobe Keigo's eyes lit up, the uncle's eyes really can't go wrong.

(End of this chapter)