"Han Yixuan, are you suffering from senile amnesia? A few days ago, weren't you still clamoring in front of me every day to take me to the student union? But because I really couldn't spare the time, I didn't.
Go and see!" Ye Ziqing stared at Han Yixuan with her big, watery eyes wide open.
"That's right! If you hadn't said it, I would have almost forgotten it." Han Yixuan slapped his head and suddenly remembered this matter.
"..." Ye Ziqing was speechless for a moment, then tugged on Han Yixuan's arm and said, "Hey, please take me there quickly!"
"Ouch~ Baby, why do you feel so excited today?" Han Yixuan asked deliberately, with a naughty smile on his lips.
"Stop talking nonsense and take me there quickly!" Ye Ziqing rolled her eyes at Han Yixuan, her tone carrying a mandatory command.
"Oh." Han Yixuan responded in a low voice, looking like a proletarian who was oppressed by the bourgeoisie.
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Five minutes later, when Ye Ziqing arrived in front of the castle-like building, the expression on her face no longer looked so surprised.
I remember that the last time she came here, she was forced to bring it by Han Yixuan.
Time flies by in the blink of an eye, and unexpectedly, her relationship with Han Yi Xuan has transformed from classmates with a little hostility to lovers.
The pink roses are still in full bloom on the white fence, looking extremely beautiful.
But this is just the scene outside. If you go in and take a look, timid students will definitely be scared.
"Haha~ Baby! Why are you still standing outside! Let's go in!" Han Yixuan smiled playfully, and then walked into the student union with Ye Ziqing in his arms.
When Ye Ziqing walked into the castle, she was immediately stunned by the sight in front of her.
Is this still the same student union she saw before?
Various European architectural styles are evident in the castle, and white tiles and red walls have naturally become the main style here.
A golden crystal lamp hangs in the center of the student union hall, which looks extremely gorgeous and noble. The ground floor is paved with red wooden bricks, and the surrounding walls are covered with famous paintings.
Walking here this time, Ye Ziqing really felt like walking into the legendary palace, and she was the princess in the palace.
"How's it going? Baby, do you still like it here?" Han Yixuan still hugged Ye Ziqing tightly, lowered his head and asked her with a slight smile.
"Han Yixuan, why did this place become like this?" Ye Ziqing ignored Han Yixuan's question, but pointed around and asked him a question with a surprised look on her face.
"I modified this specially for you!" Han Yixuan shrugged his shoulders and answered naturally.
"For me?" Ye Ziqing pointed at herself, obviously looking a little unbelievable.