Situ Qinglang and He Jiaming were sarcastic and sarcastic all the way. Sweetheart was listening and felt very dizzy.

It's incomprehensible that men can behave in such childish ways. What on earth do they have to argue about?

After a 40-minute drive, the two cars came to an open space with sparse vegetation, which was a good place to shoot off cannons.

Qinglang unloaded a bunch of big and small cannons from the car, and took apart a few fairy sticks for Tianxin and Situ Qingqing. He turned to Qingfeng and said, "Do you want them?"

The corners of Qingfeng's mouth twitched and she looked at her second brother helplessly.

Meng Feng laughed loudly: "He is a leader after all. If you, the second brother, don't cultivate his masculinity, why would you let him play with little girl's things?"

He Jiaming took a fire tree and silver flower as thick as his forearm, placed it in the middle of the open space, lit it, and trotted over.

Soon, there was a burst of brightness before everyone's eyes. Fireworks shot out more than two meters high like trees, and sparks fell like small stars.

Sweetheart covered her ears and hid in Qinglang's arms. Situ Qinglang put his arms around her, and his heart was full of sweetness and happiness. If this firework tree could make a wish, he would like to make a wish that he and Sweetheart can be happy together for a lifetime.

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He Jiaming looked at the sweet look of the two of them, and felt bitterness in his heart.

He is a bitch, he is obviously out of sight and out of mind, so he has to come here to watch and cause trouble for himself.

If the person holding the sweetheart in my arms at this moment is me...

He Jiaming's heart was full of mixed emotions, and he was no longer in the mood to appreciate the fireworks.

Fireworks were lit one after another, and the largest one was as thick as a fifty-year-old tree. After rising into the air, the fireworks exploded in the air, emitting countless tiny sparkling stars.

Star.

"So beautiful!" Sweetie raised her head and exclaimed.

Situ Qinglang helped her put on her hat and said loudly: "If you like, we can set off fireworks every year in the future."

"It's so dangerous. Besides, this kind of thing can only be put out during the Chinese New Year!" Sweetie smiled, "I'll be very happy if I see it once a year!"

Situ Qinglang turned his eyes and saw Meng Feng and Qingfeng standing not far away holding hands. The scene of the two men holding hands was really shocking. His unabashed look gave Qinglang a headache. He simply didn't know what to do.

What expression should you use to face these two people?

Qingfeng stared at the fireworks blooming in the sky and said softly: "It's so beautiful."

"Yes, they are also made of gunpowder. Our bombs are much more cruel than these fireworks. They are beautiful when they rise into the air, but they will kill people when they fall."

"You won't die." Qingfeng looked at him gently, "You are lucky. If you die, I will go with you."

"Then I can't bear to do it." Meng Feng lowered his head and kissed his cheek.

Situ Qingfeng blushed and gently leaned her head on him.

The actions of the two of them were seen by He Jiaming on the side. Young Master He felt as if his titanium alloy eyes were blinded. Oh dear, the legendary homosexual, he can actually see a live version, it is so tingling and refreshing.

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Don’t the people in the Situ family know? Can Mr. Situ allow it?

It's definitely impossible. How could such an act of defiance, which goes against the natural laws of the Creator, be approved by the old man?

But this inspired him, and he secretly complained in his heart why Qinglang didn't also become this thing, so that he could take his sweetheart home.
Chapter completed!