Chapter 67 Fireworks
There were only four of them at the New Year's Eve dinner. Before the meal, in addition to calling Song Yujia's parents, Fu Zhun's mother also called, which was a rare occasion.
"Mom, where are you?"
"Country Y, let me see Song Yujia."
Song Yujia was standing aside. When she heard this, she nervously brushed her hair twice.
"Hello, Mom. I'm Song Yujia."
"Well, I'll give you the gift next time we meet."
After Fu's mother finished speaking, she mentioned Fu Qichen and hung up the phone. Song Yujia looked at Fu Zhun a little at a loss while holding the phone.
"Don't worry, she's like this to everyone."
Despite Fu Zhun's comfort, Song Yujia still smiled a little forcedly, but not long after, Fu's mother sent another text message.
"That kid is good, treat him well."
Only after General Fu Zhun showed the message to Song Yujia did people slowly feel relieved.
After dinner, they went to set off firecrackers together. Song Yujia was obviously the happiest one in the group. Fu Qichen was so happy that he hugged Fu Zhun's arm and swung around, saying, "Why, you've never set off firecrackers before, so why is that so strange?"
"Yes, I didn't let it go."
Song Yujia didn't hear any other meaning and just thought that he was just asking him a question. However, after he finished speaking, Fu Qichen fell silent.
"Honey, there are so many firecrackers."
Song Yujia looked at the fireworks and firecrackers scattered on the open space, and looked at them one by one, curiosity and excitement overflowing from him.
"Don't we ban fireworks here?"
Fu Zhun: "It is only banned in the city."
Fu Jun walked over and pulled Song Yujia back to a safe place, "Come back after the big one is over. I bought you some toys, too."
Fu Qichen looked at the two people next to him who were huddled together and showing their affection as if no one was around, sometimes patting each other on the head and sometimes hugging each other. He sighed, took out his phone and made a video call to Ruan Zhao.
"What are you doing, Zhao Zhao?"
"I'm watching the Spring Festival Gala with my parents, how about you?"
"Get ready to set off fireworks. It's about to begin. I miss you so much. I want to watch the fireworks with you."
The fireworks were placed in a row, and the butler led everyone to light the fuse. The flames were like nimble little snakes, quickly swimming along the fuse and moving inside.
With a "whoosh" sound, streaks of light spurted out from the bottom of the fireworks tube and shot straight into the sky. Some are like golden shooting stars streaking across the sky, some are like bright gems blooming with charming brilliance, and some are like colorful flowers blooming in the sky. They intertwine and reflect each other, making the originally dark night sky look dreamlike and beautiful.
At the same time, the silver fan in the middle was also lit, and the fan-shaped fireworks were like a peacock spreading its tail, instantly grabbing the attention and becoming the protagonist.
Fu Qichen held up his phone to the gorgeous sky. Ruan Zhao, who was hiding in the room and answering the video call, also narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "It's so beautiful."
Song Yujia tilted her head up, and the colorful fireworks reflected in her eyes, sparkling and emitting the scent of happiness. Fu Zhun stood behind her, wrapped in this happiness, and covered Song Yujia's ears.
After the firecrackers were set off, Song Yujia's "toys" were also put out.
"Honey, is there a Gatling gun? I want to hold the Gatling gun."
"That's too dangerous."
Fu Jun rejected Song Yujia's request without hesitation and put a fairy wand in his hand.
“This one is beautiful too.”
Song Yujia froze for a moment as she looked at the fairy wand in her hand. She was about to leave it as it was, but then Fu Qichen came over with a handheld Gatling gun.
"Whose child is this? He's playing with sparklers and making me laugh."
"Honey, I want this too. It's not dangerous to hold it in hand."
Song Yujia's head was bouncing on Fu Jun's chest. Fu Qichen, who was originally very proud, went aside in shame after receiving Fu Jun's glare.
Fu Zhun has always been fond of Song Yujia's coquetry, and soon he surrendered and asked the butler to bring a pair of thick leather gloves for Song Yujia to wear.
Song Yujia held a huge handheld Gatling gun in his hand, and Fu Zhun stood behind him, supporting him with his hands.
There were several triangular firework tubes lined up in a row in front, with sunflowers interspersed in between. Fu Qichen failed to set off the Gatling gun as he wished, and was directed by Fu Zhun to light the triangular barrels.
After the Gatling gun started firing, Song Yujia laughed happily. Fu Zhun's big hands wrapped around him, and his back was pressed against his broad chest. A strong sense of security surrounded him.
On the way back from the open space, Song Yujia still played with firework sticks, holding one in each hand, dancing and waving them.
"Look, honey, love."
"Baby, slow down and don't run."
"I'm so happy, Fu Jun."
Even after they returned to the room, Song Yujia was still in a state of excitement.
"Baby, the housekeeper took some photos and videos. Come and take a look."
There are many photos, but as long as there is one of him, Fu Zhun will be standing next to him. He is smiling in every photo. Either Fu Zhun is staring at him, or he is staring at Fu Zhun.
Song Yujia selected a photo of their backs watching fireworks together and posted it on WeChat Moments. After going to bed, she slept in Fu Zhun's arms.
“It feels so unreal.”
"Why?"
"Honey, normally I should have just gotten off work by this time because I get triple my salary for the New Year. I didn't expect that I would have set off so many beautiful fireworks."
Fu Jun leaned over and touched Song Yujia's hair, and said softly, "Every New Year in the future, you will have a lot of fireworks to set off."
The clock strikes midnight, and the new year begins.
"Fu Zhun, I can be with you every day from the first day of the year to the last day."
"But baby, you've been with me for such a long time, what if you get bored?"
"Hehe, when I put ketchup on you, it gives you a new taste, and I fall in love with you all over again."
Fu Zhun chuckled and lowered his head to kiss the top of Song Yujia's head, "Why are you so well behaved?"
"Happy New Year, husband!"
"Happy New Year, baby. I hope you will be healthy and happy every day in the new year."
Song Yujia looked at Fu Zhun, suddenly climbed up and lay on top of him, turning her head to listen to his heartbeat.
"Am I heavy, honey?"
"It's not serious. You can eat three bowls of rice per meal from now on."
"If I could be with you every day, I would be happy for the whole year."
Fu Jun laughed out loud, his chest shaking slightly, making Song Yujia want to laugh too.
"Then I can only wish for your good health, because we will be together every day anyway."
"Ah, I really like you~"
Fu Zhun's smile was completely gone. He sat up from the bed and pulled Song Yujia to face him.
"Baby, show me how much you like me."
The two lips touched each other and bit each other. Song Yujia's chubby lips were pressed flat and then swollen by sucking.
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