Madam Li's Identity Is Exposed Again!-Chapter 1811 - 1801: Visiting Lu Zhiang’s Room
On the other side, the five culprits had already slipped through the layers of fans and journalists and sneaked to their destination.
It was a house by the sea.
But it wasn’t the kind of seaside villa or mansion like Si Chen’s, but rather a very ordinary, couldn’t-be-more-ordinary, rundown wooden house.
Lu Zhiang took out a key and opened the door.
An Nan and the others pushed Lin Anxin into the house, laughing and saying from behind, "Welcome, Sister-in-law, to our Secret Base. The house is a bit small, so don’t mind."
After Lin Anxin was pushed inside, she finally realized that when he said a bit small, it wasn’t modesty; the house was indeed a bit small.
The whole house was about 90 square meters, divided into three rooms.
The living room was simply furnished with just a sofa, a tea table, and a small television.
An Nan pushed her to a slightly larger room for a tour, "This is where we keep our instruments and record songs. Sister-in-law, how about it, not bad, right?"
"Not bad." Compared to the simple living room, the place for instruments and recording definitely felt luxurious.
"This is the room for Nico, Bai Zhi, and me." An Nan pushed her into another room.
The room had three 1.2-meter beds. Just placing the beds had already crammed the space, so apart from the beds, there was nothing else.
"...Hmm...very tidy." Lin Anxin searched for a while before finding this word of praise.
Because apart from the beds, there was nothing in the room.
Could it not be tidy!
"Hahaha." An Nan was not embarrassed at all and pushed her to the last small room. With a playful grin, he said, "Ta-da~ This is Big Boss’s ’boudoir’. He’s quite reclusive and insists on sleeping alone, refusing to share with anyone. So, the three of us have to squeeze into one room."
Lu Zhiang’s room, huh.
Lin Anxin curiously explored and found that Lu Zhiang’s room was much cleaner than she imagined a guy’s room would be.
Aside from the lyrics and music sheets scattered all over the desk, everything was tidily arranged. Even the quilt was folded like tofu, with no sign of being slept in.
In the room, besides the bed, the most eye-catching feature was the wooden guitar placed against the edge of a wall. She curiously turned to ask An Nan behind her, "Lu Zhiang can also play the guitar?"
She thought that as the band’s lead singer, Lu Zhiang would only sing.
"He can! Big Boss is really good at playing the guitar. Sister-in-law, just wait." He picked up the guitar and dragged her outside, loudly shouting, "Big Boss, Sister-in-law wants to hear you play the guitar!"
"Oh, come on!" Lin Anxin almost couldn’t resist swearing.
When did she ever say she wanted to listen? She was just curious!
Lu Zhiang, Nico, and Bai Zhi had already changed clothes and washed their faces while they toured the rooms.
Lu Zhiang changed into a dark blue sweater, probably due to his profession, the sweater wasn’t the usual style, the neckline was cut a bit low, just enough to reveal his charming collarbone. It was lazy and casual, yet sexy with a hint of rebelliousness. His dark pupils looked at Lin Anxin, and then he said, "I’ll play for you later."
Lin Anxin hadn’t even reacted when An Nan jumped up, more excited than she was, "Lucky, it’s been so long since I heard Big Boss play the guitar. I’ll go prepare. Later, let’s rock together, I didn’t have enough fun at the concert."
