You like light-colored floral tablecloths, and I also chose this type of curtain.

Seeing how considerate Song Zhe was, Su Tian couldn't help but tiptoe and kiss him.

"you are awesome."

"I've always been great, don't you know that?"

Su Tian noticed Song Zhe's teasing gaze and couldn't help but pinch his waist again.

"Don't think about such things in broad daylight. Let's talk about it at night."

"Ha ha."

"So happy?"

Song Zhe couldn't help but pick Su Tian up. Su Tian clung tightly to his waist, looking at him with her eyes crinkled.

"Ah Zhe, today is New Year's Eve, and your sister has prepared a big red envelope for you."

"Sister, how big of a red envelope will you give me?" Song Zhe buried his head in Su Tian's arms, inhaling her scent deeply.

"Do you want it?" Su Tian teased him again.

"I want to, I really want to."

Su Tian said coquettishly, "Be serious, the red envelope is here."

"Put it in my pocket, my hands are busy right now."

"Hate."

Su Tian reached into his pocket with the red envelope and couldn't resist touching it.

Song Zhe felt her touch, took a deep breath, and said, "You really want to kill me, Su Su."

"Where?" Su Tian stubbornly stroked his soft hair.

Are you sleepy? I'll carry you to see the bedroom.

Song Zhe carried Su Tian to the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

Looking at the cozy room, decorated according to her preferences, Su Tian felt a warm glow in her heart.

She couldn't help but say, "Ah Zhe, I'll stay here for a few nights, whenever you miss me."

Just smell the pillows and blankets; they're all covered in my scent.