Just as Qi Mingyang's lips were about to kiss He Ziqing, she reached out and placed a hand on his chest.
Qi Mingyang looked at the hand on his chest, his gaze darkening slightly.
He Ziqing lowered her head and said, "I agree, alright?"
Qi Mingyang glanced at He Ziqing's red lips. Although he was a little disappointed, he had still achieved his goal.
He straightened up and nodded.
"You're the one who agreed to this."
He Ziqing hummed in agreement and said softly, "So, can I go now?"
Qi Mingyang stared at her for a few seconds. "Go on. Good night, girlfriend."
Those three words almost sent He Ziqing fleeing in a panic.
After He Ziqing left, a smile appeared on Qi Mingyang's face.
Time flew by, and soon it was New Year's Eve. That evening, Xue Yue and Mrs. He were cooking in the kitchen.
Daya was playing with the children in the courtyard.
