As the fireworks burst into the sky, Tong Xiaohuai wrapped himself tightly in his coat and sat cross-legged in the middle of the cushion.
She tilted her head back, and the red, yellow, blue, and green colors of the fireworks reflected on her face.
She held her breath, watching the sparks pop out of the firework tube in Yan Bo's hand, fly into the sky, and then "bang" disperse in the dark night sky.
The colorful lights created a beautiful scene in the night sky, leaving Tong Xiaohuai completely mesmerized.
She never imagined that fireworks viewed up close could be so beautiful.
As the fireworks bloomed one after another in the night sky, Tong Xiaohuai's gaze shifted from the dazzling displays to Yan Bo, who was intently setting off fireworks a few meters away.
Tong Xiaohuai stared at him for a few seconds, then pushed herself up, stood up, walked behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, and pressed her face against his broad back.
Why don't you sit over there and watch?
Yan Bo was holding fireworks in his hand and couldn't pull her in front of him, so he just turned his head to ask.
Tong Xiaohuai buried her head in his back and rubbed against him vigorously, "I'm cold!"
Yan Bo frowned slightly and asked nervously, "Are you not dressed warmly enough?"
Tong Xiaohuai ignored him, looked up at the fireworks blooming one after another in the sky, and said, "No, it's not cold now!"
Yan Bo paused for a moment, then realized what he meant and didn't ask anything more. A gentle smile appeared on his lips.
Tong Xiaohuai clung tightly to his back like a koala, watching the colorful lights light up and go out, then light up again. Finally, she couldn't help but ask him a question.
Why didn't you bring more people?
"Because I don't want anyone to disturb our time together. If we invite someone over, wouldn't that be like inviting a third wheel?"
Tong Xiaohuai hadn't thought about these things before, but after hearing him mention it, her cheeks, which had been a little cold from the wind, felt slightly hot.
The hand around Yan Bo's waist tightened involuntarily.
Yan Bo didn't say anything more, and set off the fireworks somewhat absentmindedly, feeling a little regretful.
Such a romantic scene should indeed be set off by a specialist, and then he and Tong Xiaohuai could lie together, enjoying the dazzling fireworks while whispering sweet nothings to each other.
"Perhaps we shouldn't release it!"
Tong Xiaohuai, who was leaning against him, suddenly spoke up.
"What, are you tired of seeing this?"
"No, it's not..."
Why is that?
Yan Bo did not immediately put down the fireworks in his hand. He thought that Tong Xiaohuai was afraid that he was tired, so she considerately asked him to stop.
“Let’s sit down and have a chat…” Tong Xiaohuai paused, then added, as if afraid the reason wasn’t convincing enough, “I’ve never appreciated the night view here before!”
Yan Bo smiled and said, "Alright, after this firework is over, let's sit down and enjoy the night view here."
When the two finally sat down together, Yan Bo pulled her into his arms, lowered his head to capture her lips, and gently kissed them, asking, "Actually, you didn't just want to admire the night view, you just wanted to spend time with me, right?"
Tong Xiaohuai opened her mouth and bit his lip hard, then scolded him playfully.
"You already know, why are you asking!"
Yan Bo decisively shut his mouth, his lips sucking on Yan Bo's lips, deepening the kiss little by little.
The night was deep, and the wind blew through the branches, making strange "creaking" sounds. The surface of the pond was rippling with dark, shimmering waves.
The couple kissing on the lawn paid no attention to anything else; they felt that their passionate kiss in the cold night was like a fire thrown into a pile of dry wood, setting them both ablaze.
Both of them were breathing a little rapidly, and Yan Bo's hand had somehow slipped inside her large coat.
His hand touched her smooth back, startling her so much that she suddenly shuddered.
Yan Bo was slightly out of breath as his lips slid from her lips to her chin, then from her neck to her collarbone.
Tong Xiaohuai struggled slightly, "No..."
Although they had been dating for nearly half a year, Yan Bo had always been a gentleman, and their deepest contact was nothing more than a kiss.
This is the first time I've expressed my inner desires so openly through my actions.
Because she had never tried it before, Tong Xiaohuai couldn't help but feel flustered.
Yan Bo's hand, which had been groping on her back, stopped at a single word she uttered.
He buried his face in her collarbone and kissed her deeply, his lips moving to her ear as he breathed softly.
"Be good, I won't touch you, okay?"
His words carried a hint of pleading. Tong Xiaohuai was just having trouble accepting this level of intimacy for the time being; she wasn't truly resisting his touch.
Hearing his pitiful words, how could she possibly say no?
"Um……"
After replying, she buried her burning face deeply in the crook of his neck.
Yanbo's hand gently and slowly traced a small area along her lower back, his touch careful yet meticulous.
Tong Xiaohuai started stiff, but eventually softened and collapsed completely into his arms.
After what seemed like an eternity, Yan Bo finally withdrew his hand, opened his arms, and pulled her tightly into his embrace.
"I really want to hold you like this forever!" Yan Bo said through gritted teeth in her ear.
Tong Xiaohuai raised her head in his arms, staring at him with her eyes filled with a lot of mist.
"Wait for me a little longer, okay?"
Yan Bo paused for a moment, and after a long while, he lowered his head and gently kissed the tip of her nose.
"Silly girl, I didn't mean to force you. Let's take it slow, there's no rush!"
Tong Xiaohuai coughed twice, and taking advantage of the darkness, boldly teased him.
"I'm just worried you'll get sick from holding it in."
Yan Bo stared at her silently for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips again.
Inside the mansion, Tong Ma, who was nearing the end of her countdown, bumped into Tong Lao Da.
"Hey, where did those two go to set off fireworks?"
Tong Laoda put his arm around her, lowered his head to kiss her forehead, and said casually, "Who knows?"
Tong's mother glanced at him. "Really not concerned?"
Tong Laoda snorted, "Maybe they didn't go to set off fireworks at all, but went there to have some alone time with their partner."
Tong's mother sensed the sourness in his words and chuckled twice. "Weren't you in a hurry to marry off your daughter tonight? Why are you reluctant now?"
Tong Laoda turned his gaze to the television. "I don't care who's reluctant. Anyway, my daughter will grow up and get married eventually, won't she?"
"Yes, but weren't you thinking of having Xiao Yan marry into our family?"
Tong Laoda stiffened for a moment, then looked down and glared at her.
"Don't talk nonsense, I never said anything like that."
Tong's mother looked at him knowingly, "Of course you wouldn't say it directly, but do you think Xiao Yan is stupid? He must have guessed your intentions."
Tong Laoda stopped arguing and only asked, "Then do you think he will agree?"
Tong's mother looked thoughtful. "That's hard to say!"
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