Chapter 501 The Crown Prince's Little Darling 66
I usually dress according to the occasion.
Bo Yan never needed to choose personally.
But now that he has a young girl, he doesn't want to miss any opportunity to do things together.
He was full of anticipation for this year's Lunar New Year's Eve.
The next day, around nine o'clock, Song Jinhuan was still snuggled in her warm bed and couldn't get up.
Bo Yan was already dressed. He had just lifted a corner of the blanket when the girl, whose eyes were not yet open, kept sliding down.
"Huanhuan, let's go out!"
The boy's voice was unbelievably gentle. Song Jinhuan's ears itched a little, so she scratched them haphazardly and muttered softly, "Sleepy, so sleepy."
He slightly tugged at the corner of his lips and unzipped his coat.
What's that noise?
Song Jinhuan opened her eyes groggily and saw the boy taking off his coat.
"In that case, I'll stay with you and sleep a little longer."
He leaned down and, while the girl was still half-asleep, slipped into the covers and held her close in his arms.
Song Jinhuan smelled the familiar scent and went back to sleep.
"The blankets are so comfortable, so fluffy."
Bo Yan echoed, saying with a double meaning, "Yes, and it's still soft."
Song Jinhuan blushed for no apparent reason. "Get out! Get out!"
After shopping for an afternoon, I bought a winter outfit for the couple, as well as some other small items.
New Year's Eve arrived quickly, and after the New Year, the whole family sat together and had a lively meal.
Some children couldn't wait to set off firecrackers and small fireworks on the grass outside the French windows.
Song Jinhuan was eager to try.
The young man took her hand and walked up to Old Master Bo, making a suggestive gesture.
With a smile, Old Master Bo took out a stack of red envelopes and gave one to Song Jinhuan.
Seeing this, the other elders took out the red envelopes they had prepared.
After going around the red envelopes, Song Jinhuan had received so many that she couldn't hold them all in her hands.
After she put the red envelope in the room, Bo Yan took her to set off small firecrackers and long fireworks.
Even though the dazzling fireworks in the night sky are fleeting, the boy under the fireworks has already decided that every year from now on, the girl standing beside him must be a young woman.
Why are you looking at me? Are you watching the fireworks?
"Look! The fireworks I set off were especially beautiful!"
Song Jinhuan was holding a long string of fireworks in her hand, with six sparks, each a different color!
Bo Yan's gaze shifted from the depths of her eyes to the horizon, but only for a moment before returning to the horizon.
She's prettier.
Song Jinhuan released six sticks, and his interest gradually waned.
Because she had to stay up all night to welcome the New Year, Song Jinhuan tried her best to keep her eyes open no matter how sleepy she was.
"I almost forgot!"
She slapped her forehead, tugged at Bo Yan's sleeve, and said mysteriously, "Yan, let's go upstairs!"
I have something to give you!
The boy, who had never been interested in receiving gifts, suddenly felt a sense of anticipation.
I quickly followed her upstairs.
Song Jinhuan took out a large red envelope from under her pillow, sat on the edge of the bed, and waved to Bo Yan.
Bo Yan sat down beside her out of curiosity.
"This is no ordinary red envelope!"
Song Jinhuan opened the red envelope, and with a clanging sound, Bo Yan saw six long, small red envelopes sticking out from inside.
"You try drawing one!"
With a slight lift of his thin eyebrows and a look of interest in his eyes, he casually pulled out a card, and the girl leaned closer.
Her expression showed even more anticipation than his.
Open your thin curtains, [and do twenty push-ups ^V^]
Song Jinhuan winked at him, her face full of affection and excitement, and asked, "Aren't you happy?"
Bo Yan: "?"
“A few times before, I vaguely saw you doing push-ups by the bed in the middle of the night, and I felt that you really liked it,” Song Jinhuan explained.
Bo Yan: How can you explain it? It's just venting pent-up energy.
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