Jiang Ning's room felt very fresh. Stepping inside, one could immediately sense a vibrant, living atmosphere.
The windowsill was crowded with flowers and plants blooming in a riot of color. Some leaves grew wildly, even trailing down onto the wooden table, yet the room remained neat—the greenery was clearly well tended.
"Brother Ning, your desk is really nice." Jiang Junlong noticed that the study desk was spacious and had a superb texture, much better than his own. He shook it a couple of times, but the desk didn't budge at all; it was remarkably sturdy.
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