Han Qiqing couldn't bear to leave him alone, so she had no choice but to follow his wishes, dragging him and saying, "I want you, of course I want you. I'd be so bored and lonely without you watching the fireworks with me, so don't leave."
Song Shijun snorted slightly, as if he was satisfied.
Han Qiqing quickly said to the delivery boy, "Push the things in."
The delivery boy looked at Song Shijun and saw that he didn't say anything else, so he pushed the dining cart in.
After placing the snacks on the table, the delivery boy left.
"It looks like fireworks are about to be set off!" Han Qiqing pointed outside and said.
Song Shijun opened a can of beer and drank with his head raised.
Finally, when it was time to set off the fireworks, Han Qiqing ignored them and made a video call to Lu Yichen.
Soon, the call was connected.
Han Qiqing looked at Lu Yichen in the video.
She turned the camera to the back, so that he could see the beautiful fireworks blooming in the night sky.
Song Shijun was drinking and enjoying the fireworks without saying anything.
Lu Yichen only watched it for a few minutes, said thank you and Happy New Year to her, and then turned off the video.
Han Qiqing felt a little regretful and murmured, "It's not the countdown yet..."
I originally wanted to say Happy New Year to him while I was counting down.
Song Shijun stared at her for a while, pointed at the cake and said, "Come and eat the cake."
Han Qiqing's mood waned, "Oh."
Song Shijun opened the cake box, suddenly dipped a little cream on his finger, stretched out his long arm, and spread it on her face.
Han Qiqing was stunned.
At this time, the fireworks outside burst into countdown numbers.
Song Shijun smiled and said, "Happy New Year!"
Han Qiqing reacted, dipped her fingers in cream, and wanted to apply it to him.
Song Shijun stood up and ran away.
"Don't run! Stop!" Han Qiqing chased after her. In fact, she knew that he saw that she was unhappy and wanted to make her happy.
In the end, Song Shijun gave her a hand and obediently let her apply cream.
Han Qiqing was very happy to apply it, grabbed a handful, and with a slap, a creamy slap appeared on Song Shijun's face.
Song Shijun said dissatisfied, "I only touched you a little bit, do you want to be so cruel?"
Han Qiqing laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward.
She said proudly, "Song Shijun, Happy New Year!"
May each of us have no sorrow in the new year, only happiness.
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In Mu Xiao's small room.
Countdown fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and the two shadows in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlapped to form one shadow.
There is a sweet smell in the air.
When the countdown ended, the crowd watching the fireworks show burst into cheers, and everyone wished each other a Happy New Year.
Some people shouted heartbreakingly, as if they wanted the whole world to hear their voices.
Someone whispered, and then kissed the lover beside him.
Some people are popular, waving and shouting Happy New Year to everyone.
At this moment, everyone is surrounded by happiness.
The presidential suite is on a high floor, and the soundproofing of the five-star hotel is also excellent, but Mu Xiaoxiao always feels like he can hear the cheers of the people below.
She smiled, hooked her arms around Yin Shaojie's neck and said, "They don't know that someone can help them eliminate danger to make them so happy."
Yin Shaojie smiled slightly, "I don't need them to know, nor do I need their thanks."
Mu Xiaoxiao looked into his deep black eyes and asked, "Then what do you need?"
Yin Shaojie put his face close to hers, his breath lingering, and his magnetic voice said seductively, "I need you."
As he said that, he suddenly picked her up from the waist and walked to the master bedroom.
(Woo woo woo, there is a typhoon today, and people want to take a holiday, but the author is not lying... orz)
(End of chapter)