When I got back here, this is their home.

It is the place where she and Murong Jinyan...the most complete memory.

Although... someone has forgotten it, he has a good attitude and still wants to find the memories that belong to them.

Tang Buhua pursed his lips lightly and forgave him for the time being.

"Let's go." Murong Jinyan came to the door of the house.

Tang Buhua was waiting for him to open the door, but he called him to stop.

"Little Candy, give me your hand." Murong Jinyan stretched out his hand to Tang Buhuai.

Tang Buhua was slightly stunned and blinked his big eyes twice. Although he was not sure, he still reached out to him.

Murong Jinyan grabbed her little hand, and with a little force, gently pulled her over, took out a door card from his pocket, and swiped through the sensor on the door to unlock it. Then he pressed a string of passwords, and then pressed Tang Buhua's palm on the sensor.

At this time, Tang Buhuai appeared something: "Ah?! Have you changed the door lock?"

Murong Jinyan nodded: "Okay, from now on, this family, except me, is the only one who can come and go here freely."

Murong Jinyan let go of her hand, Tang Buhua subconsciously touched his wrist, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled gently.

"Come in."

Murong Jinyan turned around and waited in the room for Tang Buhuai to enter the door.

Tang Buhua stood outside the door, looking at Murong Jinyan in the room, his eyes fluttered. For a moment, he wanted to rush into his arms and hug him tightly.

It seems that nothing has changed. Murong Jinyan just waited for her at home and waited for her to come home.

"Little Candy?" Murong Jinyan saw that the expression on Tang Buhuai's face was a little strange and he was stunned and told her not to come in, so he started to remind her.

"Oh, nothing." Tang Buhua shook his head quickly, "What's wrong?"

"I said you come in." Murong Jinyan stepped forward, "Or... do you want me to bring you in again? I don't mind..."

"Ah... no, no, I'm fine." Tang Buhuai got into the house and the first thing he did was to lie down on her big sand first.

Although she didn't buy this sand, it was originally owned by Murong Jinyan's family, the sand cover between light purple and light blue on the sand, and the soft, big and comfortable pillow, were selected by Tang Buhua himself.

When Murong Jinyan saw that Tang Buhuai returned home, he lay invisible on the sand, but he didn't think anything.

On the contrary, I think Tang Buhua's reaction seems to prove that she usually lives here.

Because her performance at this moment is not a guest, an outsider should have, but a master.

She was like the owner of this house, acting casually.

Of course Murong Jinyan didn't dislike her like this.

He just walked over, reached out and patted her little head gently: "Didn't he say he's sleeping enough in the hospital, why did he come home or lie on the sand?"

"The bed at home is different from the one in the hospital!" Tang Buhuai hugged the soft pillow and whipped a little on the bed.

"Okay, you said it all, you are right. But... don't you go back to your room first to take a look?" Murong Jinyan said.

"Hmm? Go to the room, what are you looking at?" Tang Buhua blinked his big eyes twice and asked tentatively. It can be seen that there is something wrong with it.
Chapter completed!