Listening to his words, Jiang Zhining chuckled: "I thought you didn't want to celebrate. After all, there are so many festivals to celebrate, and it will take up a lot of your time."

Hearing this, Song Yuzhou explained, "Although I personally feel that this kind of festival doesn't need to be celebrated, I respect your preference. If you've thought about it, then we can celebrate it. Other women have it, and so do you. It's not my opinion that counts, it's yours."

Song Yuzhou is not a romantic person, but he is willing to learn to be a romantic person for her.

Jiang Zhining chuckled: "Captain Song, if others hear this, they will say you are henpecked."

Song Yuzhou looked at her curiously: "Am I not?"

"It seems, it is." Jiang Zhining covered her mouth and laughed secretly, "Let's go home."

As she spoke, Jiang Zhining took his hand and walked forward.

"We still have some time, let's play a game." Jiang Zhining said suddenly.

"What game?"

Jiang Zhining walked behind him: "I'm going to step on your shadow, but don't let me step on you."

"A bit childish."

Jiang Zhining put her hands on her hips and said fiercely, "Do you want to play?"

"Play."

Jiang Zhining raised her head proudly and said proudly: "That's about right."

So, Song Yuzhou dodged in front, and Jiang Zhining chased him from behind and stepped on him.

He ran away and she chased him.

"I stepped on it!" Jiang Zhining cheered excitedly.

Feeling her joy, Song Yuzhou's facial features softened a lot.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Stupid wife, you stepped on me."